Wolfish president: not to be your woman

"Dong Dong... Mr. ke... Mr. ke..." sleeping soundly, the bedroom door was knocked.

Gu Yaner woke up with a fright. She vaguely took her mobile phone and looked at the time. It was still early. It was only more than three o'clock in the morning.

Ke Hezhen also woke up, reached out his hand, took the morning jacket on the bedside table, put it on his shoulder, and walked towards the door. The door opened, and a dazzling light shot into the bedroom. She heard him say, "what's the matter?"

"Madam is in a bad condition. Do you want to take her to the hospital?" was the nurse's voice.

"I'll go and have a look," said Ke Hezhe, slowly closing the door for fear of waking up Gu Yaner and Xiaoyu.

But Gu Yan'er is awake.

Gu Yaner lay quietly on the bed with her arms gently around Xiaoyu. The little guy's soft body was close to her, as if she was worried that she would disappear as soon as she was far away.

Gu Yan'er couldn't sleep any more. After all, she loosened Xiaoyu, and then got up and walked to the window.

Once familiar with the villa, living in it at this moment, she had a feeling of dreaming. Ke Hezhe was not around. She felt in a trance that everything was untrue.

There was a commotion in the yard.

Wu Ma, Ke Hezhe and the nurse who just woke up Ke Hezhe sent Peng Qing into the car. Ke Hezhe and the nurse got on the car, and the familiar car quietly left the villa. Only Wu Ma stood in the yard, looked at the direction of the car, shook her head and shook her head. Gu Yaner didn't know what Wu Ma was sighing, But I can feel the sense of helplessness from the bottom of her heart.

Yes, she has no choice.

If you could, how good would it be if Peng Qing and Rong Qingya didn't do it to their mother?

Then, their family of five will still be warm together, and there will be no such tangled scene today.

Ke Hezhe left her, but he was absolutely forced. He didn't even have time to say a word with her, so he left in his morning jacket.

He has always been a person who cares about his image. Because of Peng Qing's emergency, he can't care about anything now.

Gu Yaner really couldn't sleep anymore. She just got up, washed and pushed the door out. Today is the opening day of the florist, but it's not dawn and it's not time to start. She wants to cook breakfast for the children. Xiaodan likes snacks with hot milk, Xiaoyu likes ham sanmingzhi, and Yu Xiaoyu is going to squeeze a bunch of corn juice for the little guy, Then feed the little guy to eat and paste a small face. It's the most interesting to watch.

I turned on the light in the stairwell. I just saw Wu Ma who was going upstairs. When I looked up and saw her, I was stunned, "madam, why did you get up so early?"

Yes, it's really early. It's just over three o'clock.

Gu Yan'er smiled gently, "Wu Ma got up earlier."

"I... I got up and went out for a walk when I couldn't sleep. I was sleepy again." Wu Ma hesitated and didn't want her to doubt.

"Let's go to bed and I'll cook breakfast." Gu Yaner chuckled. Wu's mother was really good to her, just like her own mother. However, looking back on Wu's mother who had just been lonely in the yard, Wu's mother was also worried about their family.

Yes, as long as you really want a good family, you must be worried.

"This is not good." Wu Ma was a little embarrassed.

"I want to cook it myself. I haven't cooked breakfast for the babies for a long time. Wu Ma, please leave the task of cooking breakfast to me. I beg you."

"Good, good, madam. Just be happy." Wu Ma stopped talking and tried to say something, but she held back again.

Gu Yaner went into the kitchen, tied her apron, opened the refrigerator and took out all the ingredients she wanted to use.

Familiar kitchen, familiar space, think back to every day of her life. The time she spent here is her happiest and happiest time.

I miss you so much.

I really want to continue those good times.

But is it OK?

Peng Qing was sent to the hospital. She didn't know whether she was alive or dead.

She was numb at this moment. It doesn't seem to matter whether Peng Qing lives or dies.

Thinking of the tragic scene when her mother fell into the sea, she wanted Peng Qing to die, but thinking of the tangled Ke Hezhe, she felt that Peng Qing was dead, and the high wall between her and Ke Hezhe became higher and thicker.

The smell of food soon wafted out of the kitchen, which also brought vitality to the space. Gu Yaner was in a much better mood when she thought of the children.

It's almost five o'clock after breakfast. I don't know if the mother and son have telepathy. All three babies wake up.

Xiaodan rushed downstairs first. "Mommy, did you cook breakfast? It tastes delicious."

She nodded and pinched the tip of Ni Xiaodan's small nose. "Go and see if my sister is awake. If she is awake, hold it down for me. Is there a problem?"

"No." Xiaodan Huan took off the 'tic tic tic tic' and went upstairs. She was happy, but looking at the little guy's back, her heart hurt. Such breakfast may be the last time to cook for the children.

After breakfast, she took Xiaoyu from Xiaodan's arms. Wu Ma also dressed up and went downstairs. Gu Yaner waved to Wu Ma, "Wu Ma, let's eat together."

"This..." Wu Ma seldom had dinner with them, so she hesitated.

"Come on, I invited you. This is an order." Gu Yaner put on her identity as Mrs. Ke Hezhe and ordered Wu Ma.

"Madam, you..." Gu Yaner's expression was very gentle and respectful to Wu Ma, but Wu Ma noticed something wrong.

"Sit together and eat."

Wu Ma pondered for a moment and sat down. "Give me Xiaoyu, madam." no matter whether she and Ke Hezhe are divorced or not, Wu Ma has always called her wife.

She shook her head and said, "I'll just hold it." all the breakfast on the table was made by her own hands. If it had been before, she would have eaten a lot. But this morning, she really had no appetite. She couldn't bear to know it. She could hold it this morning.

Over the years, she most regretted that she could no longer be a good mother and wife.

"Oh, OK." Wu Ma didn't rob Xiaoyu with her and ate with the children.

Gu Yaner ate one mouthful at a time. She watched the children eat most of the time. No one mentioned the woman last night. Neither Xiaodan nor Xiaoyu seemed to know that as long as it was mentioned, such a beautiful breakfast atmosphere would disappear completely.

Always think of this meal, breakfast has been eating like this, but someone has eaten it in the end.

Xiaodan was the first to put down the tableware. "Mommy, I'm ready. I'll call Daddy. Daddy will be late if he doesn't get up again. It's a shame for adults to be late for work."

Gu Yaner's spoon, which was feeding Xiaoyu to drink corn juice, fell on the table.

Ke Hezhen left at more than three o'clock and was not in the room at all. Moreover, he hasn't called her since he left.

Peng Qing must be unlucky. Therefore, he is not in the mood to call her, let alone hear her voice. After all, she is also a protagonist in this disaster, although all the original causes are not because of her.

However, she is really not so generous. She doesn't care about the murderer who killed her mother. If she doesn't care, isn't she a heartless woman.

"Mommy, what's the matter?" Xiaodan, who had just run for two steps, stopped and turned to look at her. Her face was confused, including trembling.

This was the first time Gu Yaner saw the child's reaction, as if she was worried about the bad impact of her every move.

Sure enough, what happened in the world still affected the children's spiritual world.

However, the children who grew up quietly also know how to hide their inner panic.

Yes, her separation from Ke Hezhe and Peng Qing's unconsciousness will panic the children.

But the source of all this is clearly caused by Rong Qingya and Peng Qing.

Forced out a smile, "nothing. You don't have to call your father. Your father sent grandma to the hospital."

"Oh, is grandma okay?"

"I don't know." the child's worry is that she doesn't have any malice. Grandma is her own grandmother and mother is her own mother. She has no reason to blame Xiaodan for her concern for Peng Qing.

After all, children don't know anything.

However, a piece of white paper has been quietly covered with a shadow, which is distressing.

All are ready. Xiaodan and Xiaoyu go to get their schoolbags. Gu Yaner takes care of Xiaoyu. She doesn't know when Ke Hezhe will come back. She plans to take Xiaoyu to the opening ceremony of the florist. In short, she just doesn't want to leave the little guy at home. How lonely it is.

Everything is ready. Xiaodan and Xiaoyu are clean and tidy school uniforms. She hasn't taken care of Xiaoyu's things for a long time, but it seems that Ke Hezhe has done well and has them in his backpack.

"Madam, you are busy today. You might as well leave Xiaoyu to me." Wu Ma tried to persuade her.

"It's all right. There's Juxiang." if you're too busy, give it to Juxiang. Moreover, Xiaoyu is very good. As long as you're full, you won't cry or make trouble. In addition, thin wine will also be there on the way. Just send more people to help.

"Well, all right."

A family of four pushed open the glass door and walked into the garden. Gu Yaner decided to drive Xiaodan and Xiaoyu to the kindergarten in person, and then rushed to the florist. Although the time was a little in a hurry, it should be in time.

The familiar car is also her former car. Ke Hezhe loves the brand of Lamborghini, so he and she have it.

I haven't driven for a long time. Looking at the car, I felt a burst of emotion.

After opening the door, the two big ones sat in without worry. Gu Yaner handed Xiaoyu to Xiaodan's arms and said, "hold your sister." Xiaodan and Xiaoyu have grown up and can take care of Xiaoyu now, which makes her very happy.

When the car arrived at the gate, it came out of the gate. A car in front of it came up. In the rolled down window, Chen Jian looked at her direction, "sister Yan, he zhe asked me to pick up the children and take them to the kindergarten. Are you..."

PS: This is the update from yesterday. There are more today, but it's going to be late. The palm reading is six hours later than the second floor. What's more, it may be tomorrow morning!