The president's wife with one child and five treasures is the favorite of the group

Feng Suying looked out of the window, quite emotional.

"After so many years, the changes here are really big. I especially remember that when I left here, there were not so many tall buildings."

Huangfu Liyue followed her mother's gaze and understood her mother's mood very well.

Times have changed, things have changed, and what my mother feels is not the changes in the environment, but the years when she was isolated from the outside world.

At this moment, she fully understood why her mother rejected contact with the outside world.

Not only because of appearance, but more because of the unfamiliarity with this era.

What she has to do now is to integrate her mother into this era as soon as possible.

"Look, mother, the building in front is the largest shopping mall in Jiangcheng. There is a handmade cheongsam shop inside. The cheongsams made are the best in Jiangcheng. Every time I pass by there, I think the skirt inside is very suitable for you. When there is a chance, I will take you there to measure and order one!"

Her father once told her the story of her mother when she was young. Her mother had a good figure and liked to wear cheongsam-like skirts.

Sure enough, after listening to her introduction, Feng Suying took a second look at the building.

However, after only two glances, she withdrew her eyes in disappointment.

"My mother is old, and she doesn't have so much pursuit of dressing. No matter how beautiful the cheongsam is, it is just a waste."

"Mother, I don't think you are old. Besides, you look the best in a cheongsam at your age. My father also said that you are the most beautiful in a cheongsam."

Speaking of this, she looked up at Mu Jingchen: "Are you right, Jingchen?"

Mu Jingchen nodded cooperatively.

"Mother's temperament is very suitable for wearing a cheongsam."

The disappointment on Feng Suying's face gradually faded, and she smiled slightly: "You two know how to make me happy."

Huangfu Liyue said solemnly: "No, what I'm telling is the truth."

Mu Jingchen stood up for her with a smile: "Mother, Liyue never lies."

The two talked to each other, coaxing Feng Suying into a smile.

"Okay, when there is a chance, mother will go with you."

-

Research Institute.

Tan Yunliang walked out of the elevator and walked quickly to the laboratory.

"Hello, Dean."

"Hello, Dean."

The staff passing by him stopped and greeted him very respectfully.

He stared directly in the direction of the laboratory without even squinting his eyes, completely ignoring them.

At the door of the laboratory, he glanced around.

"Where is Dr. Lu?"

The person closest to him stopped his work and replied, "Dean, Dr. Lu is in the instrument room."

Tan Yunliang quickened his pace and walked into the instrument room.

Lu Cong sat at the table, staring at the display screen of a certain instrument, with an uneasy expression on his face.

Tan Yunliang closed the door of the instrument room and came to him.

"How about it?"

Lu Cong looked up at him, then shook his head.

Tan Yunliang glanced at the display screen and said displeasedly, "Why is there no useful data at all?"

Lu Cong explained with a dark face: "I originally wanted to use her mother to bring her into the instrument room to see how she is different from ordinary people, but who knows, when Mu Jingchen came at the critical moment, she did not enter here. "

"what?"

Tan Yunliang was disappointed.

"Such a good opportunity, you didn't grasp it!"

"Dean, I didn't expect Mu Jingchen to come, and it happened so coincidentally."

Lu Cong was very annoyed.

"This Mu Jingchen, with such a large property under his control, has his eyes fixed on a woman, and he doesn't even worry about such a trivial matter. His wife goes out alone. It's really puzzling!"

"There's nothing inexplicable about it. Even a hero can't handle being a beauty, not to mention that Huangfu Liyue is so pretty, so of course we have to keep an eye on him."

Tan Yunliang took a deep breath, and said again: "It seems that we ignored Mu Jingchen before, and with him around, we wouldn't be able to do anything to Huangfu Liyue."

Lu Cong suggested: "Why don't we let people keep an eye on Mu Jingchen's whereabouts, and then try to lure Huangfu Liyue over when he goes out?"

This idea was immediately rejected by Tan Yunliang.

"Mu Jingchen's background is not small, people stare at him, I'm afraid our people will be exposed before we find out his whereabouts."

"Dean, what should we do then?"

Lu Cong was a little anxious: "I've already told Huangfu Liyue that she can come over to get the mask in half a month. After this matter is over, we won't be able to let her come to the institute again."

"No hurries?"

Tan Yunliang reprimanded him for being too impatient.

After thinking for a while, he said again: "We have no way to lure her here. Xiaoyu has a good relationship with her, maybe...she has a way."

-

Yujing Bieyuan.

Since returning to Jiangcheng, Huangfu Liyue has stayed at home most of the time.

Now that the month is getting older, it is not convenient to go out, so she makes a rice worm with peace of mind, eats and sleeps at home, and eats and sleeps. She is really bored, so she just reads to pass the time.

At this time, she was sitting on the sofa on the balcony, reading a book while bathing in the sunset.

The light of the setting sun was very warm, shining on her body, making her feel a little drowsy.

When the upper and lower eyelids were fighting, Wu Bao came to her side holding the award.

"Look, Mommy, I won another prize!"

This immature voice woke Huangfu Liyue up.

Although it is normal for several children to win awards, she will always be very surprised at this time.

"Look, Mommy."

She put down the book and took the certificate from Wu Bao.

"Student Mu Xiang is known as the 'Little Painter' of this painting competition, and this award is hereby given out as encouragement...Baby, you are too good!"

She put away the certificate like a treasure, and continued: "Mummy wants to appreciate the paintings of our little artist, can I?"

Wubao shook his head.

"No, Mommy, the teacher posted my picture in the classroom for the students to appreciate!"

This tone is quite proud.

Huangfu Liyue smiled brightly.

Although the children in the family are smart, they always retain the nature of children.

Before sending them to kindergarten, she was always worried that they would not get used to it. Looking at it now, she still thought too much.

"It seems that the teacher approves of my baby~"

"Of course, Mommy, do you know that in this drawing competition, I am No.1, but the four elder brothers are the bottom four, and I will be thrown away by them~"

Wubao complained with a bitter face, the disgust on his face was very obvious.

Huangfu Liyue chuckled.

"Baby, don't laugh at brother."

As a mother, she knows all too well that these sons have no talent for painting, and their talent lies elsewhere.

Wu Bao muttered unconvinced: "I don't want to laugh at them, but Mommy, you haven't seen the paintings drawn by brothers, it's an insult to art..."

Before he finished speaking, Dabao and the others came to find him.

They have more or less heard what they said just now.

"Wubao, I'll tell you how fast you run, without waiting for us, so it's because Mommy came here to speak ill of us, hum!"