Fierce little loli: Husband gently teases

Countless people come to apply every year, some of them come for Ai Shi's reputation, and some of them come because of the bad working environment here.

People who go out from here have made great achievements in the design industry or in other fields. They have one thing in common. People revealed about Ai Shi's identity.

An Xinran hadn't been to the studio for more than a month. Her appearance made everyone happy.

"Ai Shi, why are you willing to let go of the little baby at home today and leave the customs?" Chen Yun half-jokingly said.

An Xinran rolled her eyes, "I don't want to part with it, who told me to earn money for milk powder, I have no other choice, so I came here."

"If you want to say that, how can we poor people live!" Chen Yun shouted, lying softly on the table, and continued to say in a muffled voice: "Miss Ai Shi, who is recognized as the wealthiest in the design industry, is called poor! "

An Xinran smiled lightly and remained serious.

"In half an hour, there will be a meeting in the conference room!"

"Roger that!"

Jokes are jokes, seriousness in work is not ambiguous at all, Chen Yun sat up straight and started to work, and the others also entered the best working state.

Half an hour later, An Xinran handed the printed document to Qi Qiao.

"This time, the focus of our studio is on the catwalk with Chenlan Group. It is very important and there must be no sloppy." An Xinran pointed at the screen projected by the projector with a serious look.

An Xinran finalized the layout of the catwalk venue and the details of the costume design, leaving the rest to the others.

Today was the time for An Xinran to volunteer at the hospital. After the studio was over, An Xinran rushed to the hospital.

Since the birth of twins in the hospital, An Xinran will spend four days a month volunteering at the hospital. First, she doesn't want to forget her own job, and second, she wants to be grateful.

"Volunteer An, you are here." Several nurses greeted An Xinran.

"Hello!"

An Xinran is neither a doctor nor a nurse in the hospital, so in terms of address, people in the hospital will call her a volunteer, which can be regarded as a respectful title.

An Xinran changed into her clothes, and as usual, checked each ward, chatted with familiar patients, and checked her body. After all, she was also Zhong Muyang's apprentice and someone recognized by the Zhong family.

Thinking of this, An Xinran looked sad.

"Son, what are you thinking?" Mrs. Ruth looked at her kindly.

An Xinran shook her head, "Nothing? Mother-in-law, are you feeling better? Is there anything uncomfortable?"

"I'm fine. It's you, son. If you have anything to say, don't be stuffy in your heart. Tell me." Mrs. Ruth had a smile on her lips.

After Mrs. Fuwo, Mrs. Ruth is her favorite old man. She has a lot to learn from her. Mrs. Ruth lived here before she entered the hospital.

The people in the hospital told her that Mrs. Ruth suffered from several diseases, including cancer, and experienced the death of two lovers, one was her son and the other was her husband.

None of these things knocked her down. She always had a smile on her face when she encountered anything. Many people found a new life because of this smile. I am very grateful to Mrs. Ruth for her strength.

When An Xinran was in confinement, Mrs. Ruth made a special trip to see her and took care of her two children for a day.

"Mother-in-law, tell me, what can a person do to forget about the past and relax himself?" An Xinran sat slowly on the chair, and couldn't help but hold Mrs. Ruth's hand.

Her confusion, she wants to find the answer.

Two years later, that feeling has not disappeared, but has become more and more intense. Trying to focus on the two children can only be temporarily suppressed.

"Why should you forget?" Mrs. Ruth asked An Xinran with a gentle smile.

A simple sentence hit An Xinran's heart directly. An Xinran lowered her head and looked elsewhere blankly.

"Because sad."

"Aren't there any good memories?" asked Mrs. Ruth.

As if waking up someone from a dream with one word, An Xinran came out from Mrs. Ruth feeling refreshed, and some troubles were slowly fading away.

Not forgetting is also a good choice. As a human being, I always think that it is best for me to forget about sad things. I try my best to force myself to forget, and tell myself that only by forgetting can I really let go. In the end, I still end up scarred. .

Although Mrs. Ruth's concept seems a little unbelievable to the world, the best choice is not to force yourself to forget since you can't forget it.

Driving to the door of the house, the lights were brightly lit, and the corners of An Xinran's mouth warmed up. She is doing well now, and she has two children to watch over.

An Xinran unlocked the door and entered the house, and shouted, "Mom, I'm back, did Sisi and Congcong have any trouble today?"

An Xinran asked while changing her slippers, took off the bag on her shoulder, walked in, saw Su Chenyu sitting on the sofa, telling stories to the two children, Cong Cong sat quietly, closed his eyes, Sisi was different from the past and obediently Lying on Su Chenyu's lap.

"Mom." An Si saw An Xinran, her eyes lit up, and she called out crisply.

An Xinran came back to her senses, her heart softened, she opened her hands, wanting to hug her, An Si looked up, but didn't go up to her, she seemed very reluctant to leave Su Chenyu's lap, looking at An Xinran was very depressed.

An Si has been attached to Su Chenyu since birth, as long as Su Chenyu is around, she will be safe and sound, making An Xinran almost doubt whether this child is her own.

An Xinran sighed, put down her bag, walked over to pick An Jun up, and sat on the sofa opposite. Her daughter valued sex over friends, and she had a son.

An Xinran glanced at her daughter out of the corner of her eyes, wondering if she was feeling well, Su Chenyu looked at An Xinran dotingly, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and whispered something in An Si's ear.

An Si climbed Su Chenyu's legs hesitantly, opened his hands towards An Xinran, and said in a childish voice, "Mom...Mom...hug..."

An Xinran pretended not to see it, and said to An Jun, who was still closing his eyes, intentionally or unconsciously: "Cong Cong, Mom showed you some fun toys. Mom has half a day off tomorrow, so can I take you to buy them?"

An Jun opened his eyes slightly, glanced at An Xinran lightly, then closed his eyes again without any response.

An Xinran became even more depressed. She wanted to tease her daughter, but this son didn't cooperate. Didn't everyone say that the son is mother's caring little padded jacket?
A few seconds later, An Jun nodded hesitantly, lowered his head, and leaned on An Xinran's shoulder.

An Xinran: "..."

Seeing that her mother ignored her for a long time, the little princess pouted, climbed off the sofa, staggered, stared at her calf, walked towards An Xinran, and hugged An Xinran's thigh.

"Mom, hug." An Si shook An Xinran's leg as hard as she could, begging for attention.

An Xinran lowered her head, cast a glance, and said indifferently: "What are you doing, aren't you ignoring your mother? You only have Uncle Su in your eyes."

"Sisi, I like my mother the most."

An Si's immature voice was soft, with a trembling ending, An Xinran's heart softened, and she almost surrendered and hugged her.

Thinking of her being ignored again and again, her own daughter, facing others, is uncomfortable even thinking about it, so I still give a small punishment.

"Don't you like Uncle Su the most?"

To let outsiders know, An Xinran asked a child over one year old. This is a difficult selective question for an expert, and he must be surprised.

The strange thing is that An Xinran's two children are not ordinary children. Since their birth, their IQs have been different from ordinary people.

An Si's two fingers were tangled together, looking at her mother and Su Chenyu, it seemed difficult to choose.

At this time, An Jun opened his eyes, glanced at his sister, and said two words coldly, "So stupid."

An Si's face became more bulging, "How stupid, I said that both my uncle and my mother like it, my mother must be unhappy, I said I like my uncle, my mother is even more unhappy, and will throw me to grandma again tonight, I said I like my mother, I am not happy, how to choose."

An Si's analysis was clear and logical, and she made an expression that understood An Xinran, which made An Xinran feel ashamed for a while.

Just as An Xinran was about to say something, Chi Wenxiu came out with the dishes.

"However, how old are you? Why are you jealous with your own daughter? Hurry up and bring your two children over for dinner."

An Xinran: "..."

"You're the big kid." An Xinran took revenge, ravaging An Si's hair and messing it up.

Holding An Si in one hand and An Jun in the other, he walked towards the dining table, but Su Chenyu couldn't get in his arms even if he wanted to.

For more than a year, An Xinran did everything about An Si and An Jun by herself, from breastfeeding to weaning, changing diapers, making milk powder, etc., she learned a little bit by herself and stayed by her side.

Chi Wenxiu and Su Chenyu looked at the hard work and heartache, and wanted to intervene, but they all refused.

An Xinran put An Si and An Jun on the baby chair, one on the left and one on the right, and skillfully arranged the tableware. Su Chenyu sat opposite An Xinran, with gentle black eyes, and never left.

Chi Wenxiu saw it, glanced at her daughter, and sighed softly.

"Chenyu, try it quickly, I learned this from Zhuo Leng, I don't know if it's delicious or not?" Chi Wenxiu put a piece of fish in Su Chenyu's bowl.

"Thank you, auntie." Su Chenyu put it in his mouth, took a few bites, and quickly praised, "It's delicious."

After eating, An Xinran wanted to take the two children for a walk to digest, before going out, Chi Wenxiu stopped her.

"I'll take Sisi and Congcong for a walk, and you send Chenyu off." Chi Wenxiu didn't wait for An Xinran to agree, then took An Jun from An Xinran's arms and stuffed them into Zhuo Leng's arms, and hugged An Jun himself. think.

Urging An Xinran to send An Xinran off.

"Auntie, no need, I can just go out by myself." Su Chenyu refused, looked deeply at An Xinran, and smiled wryly in her heart, she had no intention of sending him off at all, so why force it.

"Why don't you use it? You have helped us so much, but it is right to send you off."

An Xinran was embarrassed by Chi Wenxiu's words. Thinking about it, she almost never sent Su Chenyu here when she came back. She regarded Su Chenyu as her relatives, and there was no such kind of politeness.

"Let's go, brother Chenyu, it seems that if I don't send you out tonight, my mother won't let me go." An Xinran stuck out her tongue mischievously.

Su Chenyu's eyes darkened, and a trace of darkness flashed in his eyes, and he walked out side by side with An Xinran.

"You want to match the two of them?" Zhuo Leng understood Chi Wenxiu's thoughts.

Chi Wenxiu nodded and sighed, "Of things in the past, Ranran should let it go, it's hard enough for her to take care of the child alone, I can see that Chenyu loves Ranran very much, and she will definitely be able to take good care of Ranran. "