You Jing was full of joy because the person who went shopping with Meng Jie was not a man but Ye Zhen.
But even so, standing in front of Meng Jie, You Jing was still at a loss, his Adam's apple couldn't keep rolling, and he couldn't think of what to say to Meng Jie.
Ye Zhen took a sip of the steaming coffee, smelling the aroma of the coffee through her nostrils, she couldn't stand it any longer.
"You Shao, if you have nothing else to do, please go easy on yourselves. I also want to have afternoon tea with Ms. Meng."
Ye Zhen made it very clear when she chased people away, but You Jing stood here like a statue, he was obviously a playboy who played around with the world, he had already practiced his tongue in the flowers, but now he looked like a fool Qing, couldn't hold back even half a sentence.
Can't hold back the words, can't you read the wink
Can't understand Meng Jie's face that wants to draw a line with you and doesn't want to have anything to do with it
You Jing couldn't hold back, but in front of Meng Jie, he couldn't say a word, not to mention Ye Zhen was in front of him.
If Ye Zhen wasn't here, You Jing might still be able to talk to Meng Jie while licking her cheek.
"I… "
Just as You Jing plucked up the courage to make a sound, Meng Jie, who was opposite Ye Zhen, smiled apologetically at Ye Zhen: "Mrs. Lu, it was a pleasure to go shopping with you today, but it's too late, I still have something to do. If there is a chance in the future, I will treat Mrs. Lu to dinner."
Ye Zhen understood Meng Jie's apology, and said along the way: "It's okay, we will contact you later when we have time."
Meng Jie stood up full of apology, said goodbye to Ye Zhen and walked out.
You Jing has been following Meng Jie, without the light bulb like Ye Zhen, and kept talking beside Meng Jie, but Meng Jie still just had that indifferent expression, treating You Jing as nothing, until the front of the car, Only then did he stop and look at You Jing, who didn't know what he said, You Jing's expression dropped instantly, his feet seemed to be nailed, and he stood on the spot, motionless.
After Meng Jie got into the car, You Jing never chased after her, but just watched her leave with a lonely expression.
Ye Zhen took a sip of coffee and sighed.
She doesn't make any comments on Meng Jie and You Jing. The relationship is a matter between two people. Outsiders will not understand how the two of them feel when they are in the emotional vortex.
Meng Jie said that she and You Jing are not suitable, so there must be a reason for the inappropriateness. You Jing likes Meng Jie and is unwilling to let go, so there is also a reason why he is not willing to let go. Maybe You Jing did something wrong back then, maybe There is another hidden story, but no one has the position to accuse these two people of this matter.
As the evening fell, Ye Zhen returned home with the last rays of the setting sun, and gave her the clothes she bought for Mrs. Lu. Mrs. Lu was full of reproaches, and kept saying that she didn't need to buy them for shopping, saying that she was too tired, but her face Still couldn't help smiling.
Because Congee stayed at home obediently all day today, Ye Zhen rewarded him with a toy he wanted the most. Congee hugged Ye Zhen and kissed several times, and kept saying that he would be obedient in the future.
After dinner, Ye Zhen read a book for a while, and Lu Beichuan didn't come back from the company until after eight o'clock.
Perhaps it was because Mr. Lu passed away not long ago, and the people in the group were unstable. Lu Beichuan needed to spend a lot of effort to stabilize the current situation. The company had a lot of affairs, and it was common for him to leave early and return late.
But all the exhaustion disappeared the moment I saw Ye Zhen at night.
"looking at what?"
"A book about a producer..."
Lu Beichuan hugged Ye Zhen from behind, resting his chin on Ye Zhen's shoulder, smelling the fragrance of her hair, and read most of the page that Ye Zhen was reading.
"After a busy day, go take a shower and rest," Ye Zhen moved her shoulders, closed the book, and urged Lu Beichuan.
Lu Beichuan took a deep breath, put the documents brought back by the company on the table, took off his coat, and walked into the bathroom.
But when Lu Beichuan came out of the bathroom, he saw Congee lying on the bed hugging his mother's waist, listening to Ye Zhen telling him a story.
"Finally, the brave knight defeated the devil, rescued the princess, and lived a happy life with the princess."
Congee looked up at Ye Zhen, "Is it like the happy life of mother and father?"
Ye Zhen smiled and pinched Congee Congee's white and tender face, "Yes, a small Congee Congee was born."
"Then Porridge will become a knight to save the princess in the future, and live a happy life!"
Ye Zhen closed the storybook, "If you want to be a knight to save the princess, you have to go to bed early and go back to your room."
Congee hugged Ye Zhen and did not let go, and acted coquettishly beside her, "Mom will tell you one more, and then the last one, okay?"
"Didn't you just say the last one? Want to play tricks?"
Congee smiled and rubbed Ye Zhen's face, "Don't play tricks, then I want to sleep with my mother today, okay?"
Hearing this, Lu Beichuan couldn't take it anymore, stepped forward and took out the storybook from Ye Zhen's hand and put it aside, looking at Porridge, "Lu Zhifei, stand up."
Lu Zhifei had always been afraid of Lu Beichuan's majesty and did not dare to be as presumptuous as he was in front of Ye Zhen. He pursed his lips, let go of Ye Zhen's waist, and obediently stood up from the bed.
"Tell me, how old are you?"
Congee Congee showed two fingers, "Two years old."
Lu Beichuan corrected him, "Two and a half years old, you will be three years old in two months, you know? You still want to sleep with your mother? Are you ashamed?"
Congee doesn't know what's so embarrassing about it, "But...but I just want to sleep with my mother. Dad, you are so old, don't you also sleep with your mother? Or...how about it, I will sleep with my mother , Dad, you go to sleep with your mother too."
Congee felt that this was very reasonable, and even complacently thought that his father would be very happy, after all, he would be very happy if he slept with his mother.
Ye Zhen was stunned for a moment, then she couldn't help laughing and leaned forward, holding Congee in her arms, "You little villain..."
Lu Beichuan also looked helplessly at Porridge, "Who taught you to say this?"
Congee looked at him innocently, "Don't you have fun sleeping with mom and dad? If you sleep with mom, you will be happy!"
Ye Zhen laughed tremblingly, giggling non-stop with porridge, pestering Ye Zhen to tell him stories.
Lu Beichuan was really helpless. When he returned to the desk, he saw that the documents that were originally neat were a little messy. He flipped through them and found that a few pages were missing.
Lu Beichuan looked down for a while, saw a paper airplane in the corner, and frowned slightly, as if he understood something.
He picked up the paper airplane and walked to the bed, "Did you fold this?"
Seeing Congee Congee wanted to snatch it, Lu Beichuan let him snatch the paper airplane away.
"Porridge, tell Dad, did you touch the documents on Dad's desk?"
"No, Porridge didn't touch Dad's files." Congee said with a childish accent as a matter of course.
Ye Zhen frowned, feeling something keenly, "Porridge, did you move the origami airplane on Dad's desk while Mom was going to get the storybook?"
Porridge pointed out the window excitedly, "The plane is flying away!"
Ye Zhen looked at Lu Beichuan with a heavy face, and asked, "Is the document important?"
Lu Beichuan took a deep breath, lifted porridge from Ye Zhen's arms, and told him to stand still.
"Porridge porridge, that's what dad works for, not for origami airplanes for you, you know?"
It is the nature of children to be playful. With toys they are interested in, they can't hear the words of adults at all.
Porridge jumped on the bed, threw the paper plane into the sky, and clapped his hands happily, "The plane flew away!"
Lu Beichuan frowned even tighter, pulled his arm, slapped his butt twice, and said to him seriously: "Can Dad not listen when he is talking?"
This was the first time Congee had been slapped, and after receiving two slaps, he still didn't know how painful it was, let alone why, he stared at Lu Beichuan with his eyes open, at a loss for what to do.
Lu Beichuan sternly said, "Repeat what Dad just said."
Congee porridge shrank his neck, his eyes were so frightened that they quickly filled with tears.
"The paper on the table is all for daddy's work. It's very important for daddy's work. It's not for you to origami airplanes, remember?"
Congee congee a drop of tears fell down, he choked up and nodded, "Remember...remember."
"How many planes were folded in total?"
Congee Congee couldn't help sobbing up and down, tears crawled all over his little face, he shrank his neck, and whispered: "Five... ones."
"Stand still," Lu Beichuan sternly reprimanded him, "If you folded five planes, Dad will beat you five times as punishment. Don't make such a mistake again, remember?"
Congee blinked her eyelashes lightly, turning her head to see her mother.
"Can a man get away with making a mistake?"
Congee shook his head, walked to the edge of the bed, wiping tears on the back of his hand.
Lu Beichuan hugged him with one hand, patted his little butt three times with the other, carried him off the bed, and made him stand at the corner of his desk facing the wall.
"Five minutes, think about what you did wrong. After five minutes, Dad will hear your apology."
After the lesson, there was no comfort, Congee sobbed and lowered his head to wipe away his tears, not daring to cry out loud, holding back his sobs, shrugging his little shoulders.
Ye Zhen watched Lu Beichuan teach the child the whole time, her heart raised her throat without saying a word to stop her. Looking at the back of Congee standing against the wall, her eyes were full of distress, and she looked anxiously at Lu Beichuan.
But Lu Beichuan gave her a reassuring look, tidied up the documents in front of the desk, and picked up Porridge five minutes later.
"What should I say?"
With a strong nasal voice, Congee sobbed vaguely, "Father... I'm sorry, Congee did something wrong. From now on... I will never fold the plane again. Father forgive me."
Lu Beichuan wiped the tears on his face with a tissue, "Okay, Dad forgives you."
Congee congee looked timidly at Lu Beichuan, then looked back at Ye Zhen, still shrugging her mouth and not daring to cry.
Lu Beichuan sighed secretly, and handed the porridge into Ye Zhen's arms.
Ye Zhen hugged her in a hurry, feeling extremely distressed.
Porridge kept drilling into her arms, clinging to Ye Zhen like an octopus, tears kept pouring out, and she kept calling her mother.
"Okay, okay, don't cry, don't cry, if we do something wrong, let's admit it and don't do it, we're still a man!" Ye Zhen patted him on the back to comfort him, took off his pants, "Look, mom. "
There was a patch of red on the white and tender buttocks, Ye Zhen couldn't help but cast a dissatisfied look at Lu Beichuan even if she understood the truth.
"Does it hurt?"
Congee sniffed, nodded, his full of grievances were written in those teary eyes, as if he could speak, he complained.
Ye Zhen was about to speak to comfort him, when there was a knock on the door, "Zhen Zhen, Bei Chuan, is porridge here with you, he hasn't had his night's milk yet."
Hearing grandma's voice, Congee Congee held back tears and fell down again, and cried out with a cry, and got up from Ye Zhen, "Grandma! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh—""
Mother Lu hurriedly pushed the door open, and seeing the weeping Congee running toward her with her hands outstretched, Mother Lu was so distressed that she quickly hugged him up.
"what happened?"
Congee hugged Mother Lu's neck, and hot tears rolled down her neck, "Dad... Dad hit me just now..."
Mother Lu was taken aback, "Hit you?"
Congee Congee grabbed his pants, feeling aggrieved, "Daddy spanked, it hurts..."
Mother Lu tore off the porridge trousers and looked at them, they were all red. She felt distressed and angry, and glared at Lu Beichuan, "Lu Beichuan, why did you beat him! How old is he!"
Lu Beichuan frowned, his expression unchanged, "Mom, you asked him what he did?"
"Even if you do something, you should reason with him! He's only two years old, do you understand this? Who did you learn from when you beat people up?" As she spoke, Mother Lu protected Congee, and said in a warm voice, "Congee Porridge, tell grandma, what did you do?"
Congee congee looked at Lu's mother choking with tears, pointed at the desk, "Airplane..."
Lu Beichuan said helplessly: "He tore up my papers and tore up the origami airplane. Tell me, can I not teach him a lesson?"
Mother Lu choked up, looked at the paper plane that had landed in front of the desk, and said in silence for a while, "No matter what, you can't do it. You are such an adult, you don't know how hard you are? The child is so young, if it breaks What should I do? How did you become a father!"
"Okay, good boy, don't cry, don't cry, sleep with grandma tonight, there are a lot of paper airplanes in grandma's room, let's go play and ignore him."
With that said, Mother Lu glared at Lu Beichuan, coaxing Congee porridge distressedly, and carried him out of the room.
Lu Beichuan bowed and picked up the paper airplane, Ye Zhen asked worriedly, "Are you all right?"
"It's okay, go to the company tomorrow and ask the assistant to prepare another copy."
Ye Zhen was also a little discouraged. It was indeed her negligence when it came to porridge, "I'm sorry, I didn't take a good look at porridge today."
Lu Beichuan said in a low voice: "I was also at fault. I didn't put the documents away properly, and there was also the issue of the education of porridge. It was because I didn't teach him well." Blame it, Mom is right, Congee Congee is still young, and when he grows up, he should understand the truth, now at most he is naughty, let's just pay more attention to it."
"Then you still beat him?" As she said, Ye Zhen endured the pain again, "Forget it, just hit him, and teach him a lesson so that he can remember. Fortunately, it's not an important document, otherwise, I would definitely Let this kid know how powerful he is!"
"Are you willing?"
Ye Zhen was discouraged, "Let's leave it to you, I can't stand that little bastard acting like a baby."
"In two months, Porridge will be three years old. At that time, choose a kindergarten for him and send him to the kindergarten."
Ye Zhen thought about it: "Mom also told me about this before, as an old man, he thinks that Congee is still young, and he is afraid that Congee will be bullied in kindergarten, so discuss with me whether to send him to kindergarten in another year."
"Bullyed?" Lu Beichuan laughed softly, "Do you think your son will be bullied?"
Ye Zhen thinks about it, that little guy is weird, and when he arrives in kindergarten, he may not be able to tell who will bully whom.
"Okay, it's time to see your son dominate the kindergarten."