My Schizophrenic CEO Husband

"Mommy, Mommy, did you draw this for Yaya?" Yaya children showed their little decals to their mommy in the morning.

Cheng Anran blinked and guessed that it was painted by Tang Yiyu. She smiled, "no, what's the matter?"

Yaya: "Mommy, I found it on the little rabbit. The little rabbit has put it together."

"Little rabbit Mommy didn't spell it." Cheng Anran: "since this thing is on the little rabbit, it means it's left for the people who spell the little rabbit."

Yaya tilted her head: "Aunt Wang said it wasn't her or Grandma Wang."

Yaya: "is it uncle Ming Hui?"

Cheng Anran: "I'm sure he hasn't been here."

Yaya: "that, that's uncle Shuo."

Cheng Anran: "I'm sure uncle Fang Shuo didn't come."

Yaya: "yes - orange!"

Cheng Anran: "oranges have to sleep at night."

Yaya: "orange!"

Cheng Anran smiled: "no, Mommy guessed that she is a mysterious friend who likes Yaya very much. She came quietly to surprise you. Did you especially want to assemble the little rabbit last night?"

Yaya: "well, rabbit is cute. I like it!"

Cheng Anran: "that's it. He must know that you want to assemble this rabbit very much, so he came to assemble it for you."

Yaya blinked watery eyes: "how did he do it? Can he do magic?"

A one-and-a-half-year-old child, no matter how early he is, is still a child's mind. His world outlook has not taken shape, so he believes in both pirates and princes, as well as Santa Claus and magic friends in the world.

Cheng Anran: "I'm not sure. Maybe."

Yaya's eyes suddenly lit up and suddenly filled with expectation: "will he appear again in the future?"

Cheng Anran: "I think so. After all, who doesn't want to be friends with a lovely girl like Yaya?"

Yaya: "how can I recognize him in the future?"

Cheng Anran: "next time he comes back, he should leave you such a post it note. You'll know he's here when you see it. Shall we collect all these?"

Yaya nods hard: "well, good!"

After coaxing the little girl, Cheng Anran changed her into beautiful clothes and took her out. Yaya followed her mother out, and the driver came to send them to the Tang family villa.

At this time, the Tang family villa is also very busy.

Although Tang Yiyu was not qualified to attend the banquet, the others were dressed up.

Especially Tang Yifeng, when he knew that YaYa had a good relationship with Fang Shuo, he decided to grab his position this night and was ashamed before the snow.

Why is that boy close to his niece? He is the real uncle.

Men are competitive in everything.

Tang Yifeng felt that he had to win. For this reason, he was both a gift and a variety of small snacks.

Xu Qingyun saw some speechless: "what are you preparing? Take out the candy for me. What candy do you give her, a one-and-a-half-year-old child?"

Tang Yifeng has a good reason: "this is the candy that babies can eat, pure fruit juice."

Xu Qingyun: "whatever you do, these can't do anyway."

Tang Yifeng was unconvinced: "then how can I lay the position of my best uncle? I have to plan for my brother. Now that YaYa's child doesn't see him, I have to get close to him so that I can work for my brother at any time?"

Xu Qingyun: "just don't help. Don't talk nonsense to the bud. Children can bring fruit mud, not candy!"

Tang Yifeng sighed in his heart.

Little baby, my uncle wants to bring you candy, but your demon grandmother won't let you.

Over there, Xu Qingyun also prepared a lot, but compared with Tang Yifeng, he really had a lot of intentions.

What homemade meat floss, homemade children's jam, homemade seaweed, homemade thumb biscuits and molars are all made by ourselves.

And Li Zhongyuan found that she didn't make up today: "Qingyun, don't you make up today?"

You know, as a rich wife, Xu Qingyun's makeup is almost her rich accomplishment. How can she not make up.

Even though she moved out of the Tang family in recent years, she never forgot her identity.

Xu Qingyun shook her head: "go to see children and draw makeup. Cosmetics are not good for children. I also want to ask Yaya for my brother's kiss. Just draw eye makeup."

Li Zhongyuan smiled: "it seems that you really like children."

Xu Qingyun: "wrong, I don't like children. I like an ran and Yi Yu's children. Have you seen the picture? How lovely the child looks. Like angels, the good memories of parents have been inherited. Who doesn't like such children?"

Of course.

Now Tang Yiyu is still her own son, and Cheng Anran has long been her own daughter.

She doesn't like the children of these two people.

After cleaning up, several people went to the Tang family's old house.

Anyone who wants to get in is startled.

Tang Yifeng widened his eyes: "good guy, I've never seen this house so lively."

The servants at home are busy getting doll balloons, fall proof blankets and all kinds of toys home.

Xu Qingyun grabbed one and said, "where's the old man? Are you..."

Servant: "Old Tang said to make the little lady like to come here, so let's decorate these. The old man is on the second floor and is choosing clothes."

Tang Yifeng's eyes widened: "well... I remember when my brother got married, my grandfather said to just find a dress to wear. Now when I want to see xiaoyaya, I even start looking for clothes."

Xu Qingyun said, "what does it mean? It means you know nothing about the power of your great granddaughter."

Tang Yifeng: "yes, I'm shallow."

I always feel that in the future, one thing will fall to another in this family.

In the future, it is not the old man who has the absolute right to speak, but the young lady who has just returned to the Tang family who has the absolute right to speak.

When Xu Qingyun went upstairs, he really saw the old man choosing clothes. Look, he saw her waving: "Qingyun, you're just in time. Please help me have a look. If I see a child, which one do I wear has the most affinity?"

Xu Qingyun smiled and went over to help the old man choose a white one: "Dad, you wear this one. This white one looks amiable."

Mr. Tang: "really?"

Xu Qingyun: "really, and white photography is also good-looking. Children must wear bright colors. You can wear white in any color."

Xu Qingyun guessed that his old man would definitely take photos and send a circle of friends, so she said considerately.

Sure enough, when old man Tang heard this, he grabbed the white dress with satisfaction: "OK, listen to you and wear this one."

At a quarter past nine in the morning, Cheng Anran finally came with her children.

Yaya and the Tang family met formally for the first time.