Wan Ge didn't care what the boy had done at all; all she wanted was for him to stay by her side. She just hadn't expected that he would get hurt as a result.
When Madam Xiao placed this photo frame on her desk, Wan Ge reminded her that such glass photo frames are very easy to break.
But Madam Xiao didn't care, saying that if it was placed a little deeper inside, it wouldn't fall.
But with so much work and so many files, when files pile up, some inevitably end up pushing it to the edge, and sure enough, something went wrong.
The glass on the ground had been swept clean, but the photo, along with its glass frame, had been swept away.
"Does it still hurt?" Wange asked the boy in front of her gently. His hand had just been cut, and it must have hurt a lot.
Nan Chuyan shook her head: "I'm not in pain."
The boy always said that, and at this moment, Wan Ge remembered the marks on the boy's body. Wan Ge lifted his clothes, and the system's special ointment was indeed very effective; now only faint marks were visible.
"Sister?" Nan Chuyan's beautiful eyes were filled with a hint of confusion, as if she didn't know why the other person was lifting her clothes.
"fine."
Wan Ge originally wanted to tell the boy to rest. This boy had never suffered any hardship since he was a child. He had been carefully protected and rarely even bumped or bruised.
However, I have been injured repeatedly these past two days.
However, Nan Chuyan said that she was not that delicate and it was okay, and she still wanted to help.
Wan Ge agreed, because the boy had always been particularly sensitive to numbers, so he was given the responsibility of handling matters related to numbers.
…
Because she had her precious child with her, Wan Ge didn't work overtime. When it was time to leave work in the afternoon, Wan Ge gently hugged her boy and asked, "Are you tired?"
Nan Chuyan shook his head; he didn't think it was a tiring thing.
Wan Ge kissed his forehead: "I'll take you to eat something delicious."
Wange knew there was a nearby restaurant that would suit his taste perfectly, and she didn't bring him there because there was no need to take him so far.
The vice president at the door, seeing the two of them about to leave work, burst into tears...
Waaah… The CEO brought her boyfriend home from work, so I'm left to handle the CEO's evening social engagements. I could have left earlier to be with my girlfriend.
As Wan Ge stepped out the door, she seemed to sense the vice president's sorrow and patted him on the shoulder.
…
After dinner, Wange went back to the Nan family with him, since there were still many things she needed to explain to them.
But actually, there doesn't seem to be much to explain, because we already know what we should and shouldn't know.
Nan Chuyan stayed overnight at her own home yesterday, so Madam Nan must have already thought of something.
Madam Nan knew that her son wanted to ask Wan Ge if it was about her lover, so she understood everything even before he returned.
"Mom, we're back." Nan Chuyan was very happy to see his mother. Because he had returned with his beloved.
"Godmother," Wan Ge called softly.
At this moment, Madam Nan spoke up: "Still calling her godmother?"
"Mom." Wan Ge called out again. He knew he would have to call her that sooner or later anyway; he knew it from the first time he called her godmother.
When Madam Nan saw that they had just returned at this time, she asked, "Have you had dinner? I'll have the chef prepare some for you."
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