The young couple stayed in Kyoto until the Chinese New Year, and then flew back to Huzhou with their baby monkey. After the Chinese New Year, Yan Zetang attended a class reunion, and brought Wen Xin and the child with him to have dinner together in a private room of a restaurant.
Many classmates also brought their families. Yan Zeyang was the last to arrive. He was wearing a lapel coat popular in Kyoto, which was actually a warm and modified style. He walked into the box straight and energetic. He was in high spirits because of happy events. He had a wife and a child. His life was complete and stable. He was happy and calm. His whole state was different from when he was unmarried. He was even more dazzling and outstanding.
He entered the box first, opened the door, and then let his wife, who was protecting him, in.
Everyone saw a girl behind Yan Zeyang, wearing a snow-white fluffy V-neck top, a khaki tight long skirt, and a pair of white casual shoes. Her hair was loosely tied up with a few strands hanging down naturally, like an unmarried girl.
Her skin was snow-white, almost the same color as the sweater, and even more crystal clear. Her cheeks were plump and rosy, and her big, bright eyes looked at the people in the room as if they could speak, with an embarrassed smile on the corners of her mouth.
In her arms, she was holding a little baby wearing a pink jumpsuit. The baby was so tiny, and looked to be only over a month old. At first, it was lying on its mother's shoulder with its butt sticking out. It was so cute.
Yan Zeyang, who was standing at the door, quickly took his son over. As soon as his little face appeared, his classmates went crazy. Where did this little cutie come from? He looked like a little angel.
At first, the classmates all guessed that the couple looked like fairies and they had no idea what their children would look like. Now they finally know how powerful genes are. Good-looking people will give birth to even better-looking children, and there will be no ugly ones.
There were female classmates and their families among the classmates. They could no longer pretend to be reserved and gathered around to tease the little angel. His adorable big eyes looked like those of his mother, with little stars in them. If he wanted stars, no one would be willing to pick the moon to give him that kind of cuteness.
The cub was just over a month old, still a tiny kid. When he saw so many people and left his mother's warm and sweet embrace, he looked among the people with his big eyes and finally found his other mother. Immediately, his little red mouth pouted and he wanted to cry.
This pout made everyone so cute.
The little cub is very delicate and delicate. Wen Xin was slow in one move and tears started to hang on his eyelashes, unable to fall. This made Yan Zeyang's classmates around him so cute that their blood vessels were empty and they cried out.
Everyone has children, but no one has ever seen such a small one, with snow-white arms and legs, a very adorable little baby. It looks so good that you can't take your eyes off it. No words can describe how cute this little baby is. It's so cute that you can't help but scream.
He is so adorable that everyone wants to hold him, just like a little sack. But he is a delicate little baby and only recognizes his mother. He is okay if his father holds him for a while, but he will cry if anyone else holds him. Only when his grandfather holds him will he grin and laugh, which makes his grandfather love him so much that he stays at home for a whole day. The serious old man smiles so warmly and a little trembling at the little baby, but he cannot do that for others. How can he leave his mother's warm embrace?
After a while, he started crying loudly, but even his crying was pleasant to hear. A group of adults stared at this fairy-like little person without blinking. When Wen Xin held him in her arms, he stopped crying immediately as he smelled the milk and scent of his mother. With tears still in his eyes, he looked at her curiously.
This drained the blood out of a group of people, and then a table of classmates all got excited and asked Wen Xin how she raised such a good child.
Warm: ...
Can she be said to be naturally beautiful?
In fact, it was mainly because Wen Xin's breast milk was good. Please, she had a system. Especially when she was pregnant, no matter what she drank or ate, they were all raw materials extracted from the system. Especially during her pregnancy, in order to nourish Wen Xin, she paid someone to send her fresh goat milk, and she drank a cup every day. It was extracted from the system. It can be said that everything she ate and drank was the essence extracted from the system.
Even a clown doll can be raised to be plump, white, tender and cute. What's more, the baby doesn't look ugly. Doesn't it look like a little fairy child? It seems not to belong to the human world. In fact, it is just fed well. There is a difference between a child who grows up eating fairy food and one who grows up eating coarse grains, but the nutritional supply is the same.
The cub is very dependent on his mother. Before he opened his eyes, the first person he recognized was his mother. Although he has come out of his mother's belly now, when he smells his mother's scent, he knows it is his mother, the person he can cry for food. So when he is hungry, he knows to cry to Wen Xin, and his little fingers keep tapping Wen Xin's chest, which has only grown slightly bigger since she became pregnant, asking for milk.
Wen Xin's milk was very abundant, nutritious and delicious. The little cub loved to drink it seven or eight times a day, but even so, she still had a lot of milk, and sometimes it was very uncomfortable when her milk was swollen. At first, Yan Motou didn't want to compete with his son for food, but one time when Wen Xin's milk was swollen, he saw that she was uncomfortable, so he helped her.
After that, Yan Motou hugged Wen Xin, held her on his lap, and looked at her with deep eyes; "Did you feed him?"
Wen Xin's clothes were half-opened and she half-pushed him: "What are you doing?"
"Doesn't it hurt?"
"pain."
"I'll just breathe it in and it won't hurt."
Warmth; "..."
"Be gentle."
Later someone asked her, "How many children do you have?"
Wen Xin replied calmly, "Two, one big and one small."
The face of Yama next to him turned black.
Less than two months after the confinement period, Wen Xin went back to school. She could only go back to the family compound for two days on weekends. She had to stay at school during the week. Fortunately, because of her situation and the fact that she was still breastfeeding, she did not have to live on campus. Yan Motou specially hired a very experienced nanny in her fifties who had worked in a cadre's home for more than 20 years. She was very experienced and was dedicated to taking care of Wen Xin's children.
He Miao is an unmarried girl, so it is not possible for her to be raised by herself. It is okay for two people to raise her. Even so, Wen Xin still cried loudly when she went to school.
Yan Zeyang bought a house behind the school and had someone renovate it so that Wen Xin could come out to feed the baby after class without delaying anything, and she could rest here after school. The baby was so cute that the nanny and He Miao were afraid of stealing the baby, so they didn't dare to leave for a moment.
Not only the two of them, but even Liu Erhu and his wife and Grandpa He Miao were watching closely. This was a big baby, as pretty as a fairy. Grandpa He Miao would not let He Miao wander around the noodle shop for no reason, in order to prevent anyone from snatching the child away, and told him to stay at home obediently.
In fact, there is no need for that. Yama has already had people keeping an eye on him. Anyone who dares to steal his son will have their fingers crushed into a pulp.
When the cub was two years old, he was weaned and the nanny returned to Songtao Garden, where the environment was better. In order to make it easier for Wen Xin to go home, Yan Mo bought her a car. At that time, private purchase of cars was prohibited, and private purchase was considered a bourgeois behavior, but there were countermeasures for every policy. The car was registered to Tian Feng's unit, and Wen Xin only had to pay a management fee. She could use it as she pleased and usually parked it in front of the noodle shop. After school, she would drive back to Songtao Garden, a five-minute drive away.
She was the first student in the entire university to own a car. Even if she didn't advertise it everywhere, the public had sharp eyes on her. The car drove around so warmly that somehow the news spread throughout the school. Many college students were envious and jealous of her, saying behind her back that she was bourgeois and a young lady.
But so what? Wen Xin ignored him and said she didn't want to say anything. She thought it was glorious to be poor for three generations. So she continued to drive an iron-gray sedan. Although her classmates were envious, she felt very awkward driving it and it was a manual transmission, so she just had to make do with it.
After graduating from her senior year, Wen Xin bought a new car with her own money. At that time, the country had already opened up its policies, so she bought a new car, which was an imported sedan from abroad.
There are only a few of them in the country, and I don’t know how many people will look at them with surprise when they drive out.
With red high heels, bright red lips, and fashionable outfits, Wen Xin has always been at the forefront of fashion in this era. When she was in school, many of her classmates learned how to match clothes by looking at her. While others would work diligently at their jobs upon graduation, and gain experience, and after decades, becoming a director or deputy director, they would be considered successful. However, Wen Xin started investing right after graduation.
She made money one after another. It's not that she didn't want to start a business, but Yan Zeyang and Xiaozaizai couldn't leave her, and they wanted to be separated for a long time. Yan Zeyang disagreed. He said that he and Xiaozaizai both needed her, and the family was not short of money. She could do whatever she wanted, as long as she didn't leave them.
I don't understand Wen Xin. In the book, Yan Zeyang gave the heroine a lot of room for development. She could go wherever she wanted and it was no problem for her to not go home for a year to start a business. But when it came to her, he couldn't stand being away for two days. He missed her so much that he called her several times a day, asking her to come back to see their son. Then his son cried again.
Wen Xin could tell that he just didn't want her to leave him.
Looking at him holding the cub, one has an anxious look on his face, the other one is cute, and both have pitiful looks in their eyes.
Wen Xin thought about it for two days and decided to give it a try. She had so much money, and all Yan Zeyang's money was given to her to spend. She began to try to invest the large amount of money she had. The heroine in the book snatched the opportunity from the big guys in the future and left them with no food to eat. So, she would give money to the big guys. What? You can't do this anymore? Want to sell? Don't sell, I'll invest, the boss was so grateful to her.
If you encounter difficulties and want to sell shares for funds, okay, I will buy them!
She also bought two wineries abroad early on, each covering an area of more than ten hectares, and they produced the most expensive and best local wines. Wen Xin stored all the wine produced in those years with the best grapes, and built many wine cellars, which were filled with wooden barrels. After several years, these wines will be hard to come by and extremely expensive. One bottle of wine will be equivalent to an ordinary person's annual income, which is not a problem.
The key is that Wen Xin loves to drink. It is not known how much money these two private vineyards have made for Wen Xin, but the money used to buy them is just a drop in the bucket compared to what she earns.
Every year she would go abroad with her classmates or good friends, and she would often take her friends and classmates to her own winery for vacation and wine tasting.
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Victoria Song was originally sentenced to twenty years in prison, but because of her good behavior, her sentence was reduced to fifteen years. She walked out of the prison gate alone. She had no friends or family in this world, and she didn't have to expect anyone to pick her up from prison. But when she walked out, she saw a gorgeous woman leaning against a Lexus. When she saw her, she took off her sunglasses with her slender fingers and smiled sweetly at Victoria Song.
"Long time no see, old classmate."
Song Qian was stunned. She murmured, "Wen...Xin?"
More than ten years have passed, and Wen Xin has long lived her happy life. She is still as beautiful as ever, without any change from thirteen years ago.
But Song Qian, who was standing opposite, looked much older and no longer as glamorous as before.
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