After that night, I was pregnant with the billionaire president's child

Tang Yue's phone suddenly rang. She glanced at the number and quickly picked it up. "Teacher Jiang, oh, I'm Tangtang's mother. Okay, yes, I'll definitely go next weekend. Okay, thank you, bye."

Tang Yue hung up the phone.

Lu Nancheng glanced at Tang Yue and asked, "Is the kindergarten teacher giving you trouble again?"

Tang Yue shook her head. "How could the kindergarten teacher dare to cause trouble for me? I signed Doudou and Tangtang up for a dance class, but they haven't been there for two weekends. The teacher asked why they didn't go."

"Dance class?" Lu Nancheng looked back at Tang Yue, "They both learn dance?"

"Yeah." Tang Yue said, "I saw Tangtang dancing in the old house last time, and she made the uncle and aunt so happy. I thought to myself that we should let them learn to dance."

"Learn how to dance and show it to my parents?" Lu Nancheng sneered, "Heh, what do you think?"

Tang Yue: "..."

"My parents like them because they just sit there and do nothing. My parents like them."

Lu Nanchengcheng turned the car and drove into the next intersection.

"I don't agree with Tangtang learning to dance! Why should a girl learn to dance? Are you going to dance for men?"

Lu Nancheng's voice was filled with anger, and he glared at Tang Yue as he spoke, "Don't worry about them. My mom has already signed Tangtang up for calligraphy and guzheng, and Doudou up for taekwondo."

"Besides, the guzheng that my mother customized for Tangtang will probably be back in the next few days." Lu Nancheng said firmly:

"Don't worry about them anymore. My mom said your education method is not good. She wants to educate Tangtang and Doudou herself."

Tang Yue opened her eyes wide.

"Why are you worried? Look how successful I am. Just leave the kids to my mother and you can rest assured."

"I'm not worried. It's just too much trouble for Auntie." Tang Yue said in a low voice, but she was already extremely grateful to Zhang Min in her heart.

"They like Tangtang and Doudou, so just don't worry about it." Lu Nancheng said again.

Tang Yue didn't act pretentiously anymore. She nodded and said to Lu Nancheng, "Actually, I've always enrolled Tangtang in a painting class. Doudou likes computers, so I enrolled him in a computer class."

"Computer?" Lu Nancheng turned around and glanced at Tang Yue.

His mind suddenly flashed back to the time when Tang's Group was hacked by hackers some time ago, and the time when Doudou used his computer to play games, Tang Yue's anxious and flustered energy, and the time when she scolded Doudou harshly...

But he thought about it and realized that Doudou was only four years old. Could it be impossible?

……

Jiang Nanxia looked at the time. It was already six o'clock in the afternoon and Brother Luohan was still sleeping.

She walked to the door of the guest room and listened, but there was no sound inside.

She raised her hand to knock on the door, but put it down again.

Back on the sofa, Jiang Nanxia sent another WeChat message to Wen Yan, "Xiaoyan, Brother Luohan is still sleeping. What should I do?"

Wen Yan saw Jiang Nanxia's WeChat and let out a breath. She sent Jiang Nanxia a WeChat message, "Has he had dinner?"

Jiang Nanxia, ​​"No. He hasn't gotten up yet."

It seems that he didn't sleep well not only last night, but he also didn't sleep well during this period of time.

Jiang Nanxia was waiting for Wen Yan's instructions, "What to do with Xiaoyan?"

"He has a serious stomach problem. Why don't you make him something to eat, wake him up, and let him eat before going to sleep."

Jiang Nanxia was worried, "How can I cook? Why don't you cook for him?"

Wen Yan also wanted to go, but she didn't dare. She sent another WeChat message to Jiang Nanxia: "I'll teach you, you do it."

Jiang Nanxia had no choice but to agree. She walked into the kitchen, but found that there were no ingredients in the kitchen.

She was very sad, "Xiaoyan, tell me what you want to buy, I'll go down and buy it."

Wen Yan was thinking about what to buy and what ingredients would nourish the stomach.

Jiang Nanxia sent another message, "Xiaoyan, do it. When you're done, have the courier deliver it to me in the city."

This is a good idea, Wen Yan said: "Okay."

Wen Yan walked into the kitchen and cooked several dishes with the help of the chef.

The chefs in Ye Luohan’s mansion are all senior chefs. They are not only skilled in cooking, but they are also nutritionists.

The chef could tell at a glance that these dishes were good for the stomach.

Then she said to Wen Yan, "Madam, the young master hasn't come back yet. Please call him."

Wen Yan was about to speak when the doorbell rang.

She went to open the door, and it was a errand boy from the same city.

"Please come in and wait a moment."

Wen Yan returned to the kitchen, put the stomach-nourishing dishes she had prepared into a thermal lunch box and handed it to the errand boy in the same city.

She assured the errand boy, "Thank you very much. Sorry for the trouble. Please don't waste time on the way and deliver it as soon as possible."

The errand boy said, "Don't worry," and left.

Wen Yan sent a WeChat notification to Jiang Nanxia.