Chapter 439

All the people around Jiang Beichen are elites. When those people come, they will deal with everything perfectly. At that time, she doesn't need to do anything.

In this way, she will be relaxed, but also lost the fun of struggle, she does not want to.

Jiang Beichen is not surprised by her refusal. He is very clear that this woman has a very persistent pursuit of her little dream.

Jiang Beichen raised his hand to hold her chin, let her turn to look at him, "from now on, add two family methods! After that, I have to eat with my husband every day, and I have to go home to accompany my husband before six in the evening. "

Song Xiaoya moved her hand from her chin, and then asked, "can we wait for the press conference, and then start to implement it? I've been a little busy lately... "

"No way!" Jiang Beichen resolutely refuses a way, tone a bit not allow to discuss.

“……” Song Xiaoya knows that Jiang Beichen is doing it for her good. Although it will affect her work, she can only accept her fate at the thought of Jiang Beichen's angry appearance.

"Eat these, too." Jiang Beichen moved her chopsticks and put some chicken in her bowl. This woman has lost a lot of weight recently. She must make up for it as soon as possible.

Song Xiaoya nodded and began to eat honestly. Seeing this, Jiang Beichen's face gradually eased down.

After lunch, song Xiaoya puts down her chopsticks and habitually takes out her mobile phone to check the time. Su Su should have arrived at the rehearsal site of the press conference, and I don't know what happened.

Jiang Beichen saw through her idea at a glance, "Song Xiaoya, when you are at home, don't think about the company!" When you're around him, you have to be single-minded.

"Oh." Song Xiaoya put the mobile phone away, then got up and walked out of the restaurant, "I'll play with the baby, you eat slowly."

She just promised her son that she would play with him later.

Jiang Beichen sits in front of the dining table, looking at her back when she goes out, frowning. Since that smelly boy was born, song Xiaoya's attention has been transferred for more than half immediately.

Even after a year, the feeling of being out of favor still made him unable to adapt.

When song Xiaoya finds the little guy, he is sitting on the floor in his children's room, building blocks.

See song Xiaoya came, the little guy immediately got up from the ground, and then ran to hold her hand, took her to the building block in front of, "Mom, come to play with me."

"Good!" Two people squat on the ground together, one person at a time began to play with building blocks, song Xiaoya kept praising, "the baby is so powerful, great!"

The little guy is more excited when he hears the praise. He puts the building blocks out of various small houses and shows them to song Xiaoya.

Song Xiaoya had a good time with her son at first, but she felt a little tired after watching. She sat on the floor and leaned against the sofa behind her. After a while I fell asleep!

After the little guy piled up a small house again, he was about to show it to his mother when he found that song Xiaoya had fallen asleep.

The little guy immediately gets up, takes the blanket he usually covers for his afternoon nap from the sofa and covers song Xiaoya.

Then he continued to lie on the ground and play with his own building blocks.

After a while, there was a sound of walking outside the door, and Jiang Beichen came in after eating.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw song Xiaoya sitting on the floor asleep, covered with a blanket that some smelly boy usually covers during a nap.

Jiang Beichen some distressed frown, it seems that she is really tired, this period of time has been working overtime in the company, let her waste a lot of energy.

Seeing that Jiang Beichen came in, the little guy immediately learned from adults and made a silent gesture to him, "Dad! Shh

Jiang Beichen pursed his lips and walked over to the sofa. He stood by the sofa and looked at the little guy. "Did you cover the blanket for her?"

The little guy nodded happily.

Jiangbeichen hook hook lips, gently patted the little guy's head, "oneself slowly play."

Then he bent down and slowly picked song Xiaoya up from the ground, quickly went out of the children's room and walked toward the two bedrooms.

After returning to the bedroom, he put song Xiaoya on the bed, helped her take off her coat and shoes, and covered the quilt.

Sitting beside, Jiang Beichen stares at Song Xiaoya's sleeping appearance. Her face is dignified. This woman has been working overtime for half a month.

This way, let him very distressed.

He didn't want to stop her from pursuing her career, and he didn't want to force her to give up her dream, so he didn't interfere in her company.

He wanted her to be happy, happy and do what she wanted to do. Only when she is happy can he be happy. The source of his pleasure has always been her.

……

Jiang Beichen stretched out his slender fingers, stroked some messy hair on her forehead to one side, and looked at her smooth cheek. Her appearance still fascinated him.The mobile phone in his pocket vibrates. Jiang Beichen takes a look at Song Xiaoya. After getting hot, he takes out his mobile phone and walks to the balcony of the bedroom.

"President, this issue of the best fashion designer of the year award, my wife has been promoted." As soon as the phone was connected, there was a standard male voice.

Jiang Beichen nodded slightly. He was not surprised at all. He had confidence in Song Xiaoya's design ability.

The other side continued, "president, there are also some well-known domestic designers who are shortlisted at the same time. Do you need to inform the organizer and ask them to take care of his wife?"

The designer Xiaoya is song Xiaoya, but no one knows that the designer Xiaoya is Mrs. Jiang. As a result, no one of the judges of the organizer's jury knows Xiaoya's true identity.

"There's no need," Jiang Beichen said with disdain. "My woman doesn't need to use this method."

This kind of domestic competition, he is very optimistic about song Xiaoya's ability. This woman's brain is a bit stupid, but I have to say that in fashion design, she still has her own talent.

Because of this kind of confidence, he did not use his own name to restrain her dream, but let her go forward boldly with her own ability.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Beichen turned around and looked at the direction of the bed, thin lips gently hooked. In her opinion, those so-called well-known designers really can't compare with this stupid woman in his family.

May be this period of time too tired, song Xiaoya sleep two hours later, this just wake up.

She felt relaxed and her spirit improved. She opened her eyes and looked left and right. Then she found that she had returned to the bed in her bedroom.

Don't want to also know, it must be Jiang Beichen who brought her back.

On the sofa in the bedroom, Jiang Beichen is sitting there, looking attentively at a document in his hand.