Chapter 140

Jiang Juncheng, still worried that he would not do his best to help him, returned to his home and began to serve tea and water, robbing xiaobaozi of all his work.

Washing, cooking, and wiping the floor are all-around nannies at home. Even after taking a bath, Jiang Xuan, who comes out to see the empty laundry room, is slightly stunned.

"Mommy..."

Rong Ning pouts his little mouth, and his face is full of resentment. He confirms that Jiang Xuan is looking at him, and his eyes are a bit inquisitive. Jiang rongning looks at Jiang Juncheng, who comes out of the refrigerator with a lot of ingredients.

It's nearly nine o'clock in the evening. It should be midnight.

Understand the small steamed stuffed buns want to please themselves, but there is no place to make the mood, Jiang Xun relieved smile.

"Would you rather watch TV with Mommy?" Anyway, she didn't have to suffer from the housework because it was rushed to do.

Rong Ning looked back at the kitchen where he and Mommy were happily and tacitly cooking together. He was reluctant to part with them, but he finally nodded obediently.

"Mommy, is the steamed bun Ning Ning made for Mommy delicious?"

Rong Ning tilted his head and thought, but he couldn't remember what the flavor of the steamed bun was.

"Well..." Jiang also hesitated for a while.

Rong Ning, who was anxious to know how his mother felt after eating, was even more surprised to see Jiang Xuan like this.

Holding the smile that the corners of his mouth are about to overflow, Jiang Xun touched Rong Ning's head and sighed: "eat up..." But Jiang Xuan stopped again, deliberately hanging Rong Ning's appetite, "did Ning Ning Ning add other materials?" Jiang Xuan's words changed and asked.

Rong Ning is stupid.

Does Mommy mean that the steamed buns made by herself are not delicious But he's really working hard.

After sucking his little nose, Rong Ning raised his head and asked, "the steamed buns made by Ning Ning Ning are the same as those made by other children. What does Mommy say?"

That is to say, it is uglier than other children, but it is also because other children have their own adults to help.

At a glance, he saw the tears of the little guy's eyes, and he scratched his little nose: "Ningning seems to have added love for Mommy, and it tastes better than the steamed buns in five-star hotels."

Before a second tears all want to fall down Rong Ning didn't respond to come over, sucking nose to stay Leng of looking at Jiang Xuan.

For a long time, he quickly climbed onto the sofa and directly jumped onto Jiang Xuan's body, grinning and smiling brightly.

He gave a kiss on Jiang's cheek. Rong Ning put his arm around Jiang's neck and refused to jump from her.

Just in line of sight just met standing in the kitchen with a spatula, smile of honest Jiang Juncheng, subconsciously convergence of a little emotion.

You can't show yourself so weak in front of outsiders, so there is no deterrent force, and you can't protect Mommy well in the future!

Rong Ning remembers Rong Jing's manly theory, and when his hands are loose, he slips down from Jiang Xuan.

"What TV does Mommy want to watch?" Pick up the remote control, Rong Ning please ask.

"Mommy will see what she wants to see." Jiang just wants to enjoy this kind of warm and stress free life.

Rong Ning: "that Ning Ning still wants to see" guard sweetheart ". Ning Ning Ning hasn't seen the yellow egg break, and doesn't know what the little sweetheart looks like."

Looking at Rong Ning's solemn cartoon, Jiang Xuan just nodded with a faint smile from the corner of her eyes.

Rong Ning just adjusted the TV, small body is going to the arms of Jiang Xuan arch, want to nest in her arms to watch TV.

Before he lay down, the two mobile phones on the table rang one by one.

Jiang Xuan droops his eyes, and Rong Ning also looks at the two cell phones that are not suitable at all.

You are already a mature mobile phone. Don't you know when to call!?

Rong Ning shriveled mouth, or life sat up.

One mobile phone is her, the caller ID is Chen Yu, the other is Jiang Juncheng's on the tea table, the caller ID is ye Ruxin.

Looking at the glass door of the kitchen completely closed, Jiang Juncheng doesn't seem to hear the voice here. Jiang Xuan quietly hangs up ye Ruxin's phone and connects Chen Yu.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Xuan asked, but picked up Jiang Juncheng's mobile phone, opened the address book and edited a short message for ye Ruxin.

Chen Yu's voice is a little strange: "Wu Pinliang already knows that our company has been catching the traitor all this time, but at present there is no accurate evidence to find the traitor."

"Is there a week left to bid?" Jiang Xun didn't notice Chen Yu's abnormality.

After getting Chen Yu's exact answer, Jiang Xuan hung up. He just said briefly that he would wait until tomorrow.

Near the bidding, if it comes out that the internal management of Youyan is not in place at this time, let alone winning the bid, even if it is the bidding qualification, Youyan may not be able to get it again.At the same time, Jiang also has to consider the completion of the project on the other side of the construction site

It seems that we should hurry up.

Rong Ning kneels on the sofa, but straightens up and reaches to Jiang Xuan's side. He reaches out his hand to help her flatten her wrinkled eyebrows.

"Is there something difficult for Mommy?" Xiaobaozi's voice was a bit sweet and worried. Jiang Xun looked at him, smiling and shaking his head.

Next Wednesday at noon

"Is Ningning going to have class tomorrow?" Jiang Xuan asked, motioning Rong Ning to sit on the sofa.

Rong Ning sat down, but he had no honest plan: "can Ning Ning be with mommy tomorrow?"

After a pause, he guessed that Jiang Xuan might refuse his request, and then continued: "Ning Ning is only in the first grade now, but the tutor has already given Ning the content of the first grade."

Jiang was a little surprised. She had guessed that Xiang rongning, a clever and sensible child with high IQ and EQ, should not have a difficult first grade course for him. However, she did not expect that he was only seven or eight years old and had already finished the course for a 12-year-old.

Born in such a family, it should be very painful.

In fact, Jiang Xuan has deep feelings for that kind of life. When she was a child in the Jiang family, her mother didn't want to make herself study so hard. But the old lady of the Jiang family took them as machines without feelings and flesh and blood, and tried to arrange all kinds of tutoring for them.

At that time, she hated vocal music class most.

Rong Ning takes mommy's mobile phone, dials the head teacher's phone number directly, and then hands it to Jiang Xuan.

Jiang Juncheng's mobile phone, which has sent short messages in the past, has got an echo. Jiang Xuan just took a look and didn't rush back.