The Bentley was parked outside the kindergarten.

"Bye, Dad. Can Mom pick me up this afternoon?"

Since the divorce, the little guy has never seen Li Xingran again, and misses her more and more every day. Fortunately, Wen Ning and the others are by her side, otherwise she would definitely cry and make a fuss looking for her mother.

"..." Liang Canwen didn't know what to say. She said mom didn't want her anymore and wouldn't come back to pick her up. She cried heart-wrenchingly all day long because she was too young, only three years old, and didn't understand anything.

Han Yiren said quickly, "You little guy, you just recognized me as your mother. You miss your mother, right? Your mother has something to do these days, so your aunt and we are with you. Isn't it fun? If you are obedient, I will take you to the Ocean Park next time and let you see how I, your mother, become a mermaid."

"Great! I want to see Yiren's mother turn into a mermaid."

Han Yiren used the "mermaid" to coax the little guy. It's good to have a woman at home.

Liang Canwen: "Yan Yan has a good memory. If you mention mermaid, she will always remember it."

Han Yiren: "I never lie to children. Next time I will satisfy her and let her watch me turn into a mermaid."

The little guy thought of something and said, "Dad, I still have to sleep with my aunt at night."

"Why do you have so many conditions?"

"Because I can breastfeed."

"???"

Liang Canwen was stunned, looking at the embarrassed Han Yiren next to him, thinking, "When I'm not here, what kind of weird games of overflowing maternal love are you playing with my daughter at night? " When he thought of that scene in his mind, the three-year-old girl was sitting in the middle of the bed, and the four of them, "big and small, in different shapes", were bored and tried to feed my daughter one by one?

No wonder I suddenly missed my mother today. It turned out that the little one missed the smell of his mother.

"Dad, dad..." The little guy held Liang Canwen's hand and commented, "Auntie's taste is the most like mom's."

Liang Canwen: "Nonsense, that's your mother's biological sister, where is your Yiren's mother?"

Little one: "Auntie Jenna is so shy. When I pecked her, she said it was itchy and kept laughing."

Liang Canwen touched his daughter's innocent face, thinking that his daughter is so lucky.

"She went to kindergarten, my filial daughter!"

Han Yiren picked up the little guy in a bad mood and walked to the kindergarten, warning him not to tell his father everything, otherwise he would not play with him next time. The little guy nodded "hmmmm~". Han Yiren rolled her eyes at the little guy, saying it was useless, the ungrateful guy, he agreed so quickly now, and then he would tell his father everything.

"Yan Yan, give me a kiss."

Han Yiren stroked her denim skirt and squatted down.

Liang Canwen behaved like a gentleman and didn't look at her because she was his sister-in-law's classmate, but he turned around and admired her like a man.

The little guy said "mua~" on Han Yiren's face and went to the classroom with his schoolbag.

"Let's go." Liang Canwen and Han Yiren walked out of the kindergarten together. "Stop playing those games. My daughter has always been on formula and she really misses breast milk. You girls, ah... you really know how to play."

"Don't remember it so clearly. I really admire your filial piety, hum!"

Han Yiren grabbed the car keys from Liang Canwen's hand, held her head high, and walked to the driver's seat in her denim skirt, swaying. She said veiledly, "Brother Liang has worked hard all night. You are prohibited from driving while tired. I will be your driver. Simida~", and then closed the car door.

Some women will only drain you, while some women will give you warmth after you have been drained.

Yiren is a good girl.

Liang Canwen returned to the co-pilot seat: "Aren't you going to school today?"

"I'm about to graduate and don't have many classes. Where should I go?"

"Let's go to Wuyuan Road and take a look at the Republic of China villa that's being auctioned off. If there's no problem, I'll transfer the money to buy it as soon as possible. Yanyan likes to sleep with you guys, so I'll leave a big room for you guys in the future, but you're not allowed to breastfeed!"

Han Yiren chuckled, made an OK gesture, started the Bentley and left. She was a very good driver. Her two long white legs under her denim hip skirt matched perfectly. Her feet stepped skillfully on the hard accelerator and brake pedals. When encountering bumpy roads, her feet would also bump along due to the restraint of the seat belt.

A 173cm tall beauty with long legs, she is Korean, and has great knowledge of fashion and dressing, she is truly a goddess.

When the traffic light turned red, the person driving in the next lane looked at the goddess, and then saw that the car was a Bentley Bentayga, an unattainable toy for the rich. It referred to the Bentley, and also referred to the goddess who drove the Bentley.

Liang Canwen called Qin Shiyan.

"...There's a bit of traffic, it will take about 20 minutes. I didn't bother you last night. Your friend? Forget it, I have something else to do today. Next time, you can just come and just take a look at your house..."

I found that Brother Liang is getting more and more handsome day by day, because he is rich, but that's not all. Money nourishes people, especially men. Rich men exude a confident temperament. And even though the boss opposite was flattering him, Brother Liang acted very indifferent, which was really charming.

"Okay, okay, let's talk when we get there." Liang Canwen hung up the phone with the chatterbox Qin Shiyan and looked at Han Yiren, "Why are you staring at me?"

"Brother Liang, you are very handsome and now you have money. It shouldn't be a problem to find a new mother for Yanyan. How about the one who spent a good night with you and planted strawberries for you last night?"

"That lady..."

"What? Madam? Wife?"

"Why are you so excited? Your husband just died."

"Widow?"

“…”

"Are you planning on having her be your stepmother or just for fun?"

“…”

"I mean, with your current strength, wouldn't it be nice to find a beautiful college student?"

"???"

"Why are you looking at me? I'm not recommending myself. Just tell me your criteria for a partner and I'll find one for you. Go ahead and tell me, Chanwen Oppa."

"No, no, Oppa, Oppa, I want to be your wife... Well... you are kind-hearted and don't mind me having a daughter."

"Heh, Brother Liang, you're a billionaire, you drive a Bentley and live in a mansion, the world is smiling at you, do you think anyone minds that you have a daughter? Not to mention one, even if you have ten daughters, no woman would mind. Can you be more specific, like what do you value most in the other person?"

"This... uh..."

"Don't hesitate, we are all family, just tell us, your sister-in-law and I all hope you can find a good wife."

"What do I value in being a wife? Uh... can I really say this? I'm afraid some fairies will scold me to death if I say it."

"What can't you say? Why are you afraid of a little fairy? I'm not a little fairy. Don't worry about telling me your criteria for choosing a wife!"

"Well, the requirements are not too many, just thirteen very practical and easy to achieve standards."

First, don’t marry: girls who are not filial to their parents; Second, don’t marry: girls who smoke, drink, and play cards;

Three things not to marry: a girl who goes to nightclubs late at night without any reason and is heavily made up and flashy;

Four things not to marry: girls with tattoos; Five things not to marry: girls who don’t dress properly and deliberately expose a lot of skin;

Six things not to marry: a girl with princess syndrome, who is arrogant and swears loudly; Seven things not to marry: a girl who only knows how to be a cat slave and a dog slave but doesn’t want to have children;

Eight things not to marry: Girls who live paycheck to paycheck, those who spend all day on their credit cards for cosmetics, bags, and shoes;

Nine things not to marry: Girls who post overly photoshopped photos on social media every day, making it unrecognizable to anyone but themselves, and who are too vain;

Ten things not to marry: Girls who are too jealous and too competitive; Eleven things not to marry: Girls who have a lot of boyfriends, uncles, older brothers, younger brothers, male besties, and no sense of boundaries;

Twelve things not to marry: Girls who are often unreasonable, do not know how to care for others, and only know how to ask for things from boys;

Thirteen things you shouldn’t marry: a girl with an immoral private life.

"That's all. Very real. Do you have any around you?"

"!!!"

Han Yiren was stunned.

These are quite explosive in the circle of fairies, and each one will make the fairies break down.

Brother Liang is a real man. Is he going to fight with the little fairy to the end in this life?

I admire you! "Your sister-in-law can satisfy all your needs. It's definitely a good idea to marry her. She can directly replace her sister, and you don't have to change your mother-in-law. But you used to call Li Wen Ning sister-in-law, and now you call her wife. Your ex-wife has become your sister, and you still live under the same roof. You used to sleep in your sister's room, and now you'll sleep in your younger sister's room. I don't know if you can handle it."

"If you want to say that, you should ask Wen Ning's sister whether she can bear that I divorced her and married her sister! 　This is my first time writing a book, please support me and read on 　　 　 (End of this chapter)