Cheng Muyan.

After hearing this, Cheng Ke thought it was pretty good and nodded, "Well, that's it for my son."

In fact, Wen Yanchu was somewhat selfish. After hearing the name Cheng Lianchu, he thought that if he was a son, he would have to follow this pattern, so he naturally thought of the word Mu Yan.

Cheng Ke thought it was good. He originally wanted to use his son's name to tell everyone that he loved her. Even after so much, even if he had said bad words, hated her, and was cruel.

After all, you can't beat your own heart.

Love is love. No matter what happens, no matter what happens. Cheng Ke doesn't know whether other people will forget and stop loving her after going through this. But he can't forget or let her go, and he still loves her.

There is no other way but to love her.

She is happy enough now. She is here and her son is here. If her son's illness can be cured, then she will be even happier. If she gives birth to another child for herself, and their family of four is together safely and healthily, then

It is his greatest happiness, supreme happiness.

It turns out that as a person, as a man, he only wants so much.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t have to be rich or wealthy, and it doesn’t matter if you don’t have a lot of money.

As long as she has her, her children, and her family, that's enough.

Cheng Ke still hugged her, and Wen Yanchu nestled in his arms obediently. Then she heard Cheng Ke say, "But I still like my daughter."

Wen Yanchu wanted to say something, but when he raised his eyes slightly, he saw that his eyes were closed and his breathing was soft, and he was obviously asleep.

I couldn't help but feel a little helpless. How much do I like my daughter that I couldn't help but say this before falling asleep?

That night, Cheng Ke slept well, and so did Wen Yanchu.

He has been lying beside me, warm.

She has been lying beside me, soft.

When Wen Yanchu woke up in the morning, Cheng Ke was no longer around. As soon as she walked downstairs, she heard movement in the kitchen. When she walked into the living room, she saw Cheng Ke in front of the kitchen counter wearing an apron. It wasn't anything particularly difficult to do.

something.

It's just breakfast, toast the toast, fry the eggs, fry the ham lightly in a pan, and then wash the lettuce leaves.

Make a simple sandwich, pour milk, cut a bunch of fruits, and put them in a small glass bowl.

A simple breakfast is ready.

Wen Yanchu looked at his busy back with a slight smile. While she was still asleep, had he already woken up and started working on her breakfast?

Although the things placed on the dining table don't look like exquisite delicacies, they don't look particularly ugly either.

Logically speaking, he should be very appetizing, but the next second, the smile on Wen Yanchu's face disappeared in an instant, and he rushed directly to the kitchen sink and retched.

Cheng Ke didn't know that she had woken up. Hearing her footsteps, he turned around and saw that she had rushed over and lay down in the sink next to him, vomiting violently.

Cheng Ke's brows suddenly wrinkled, and he stretched out his hand to pat her back gently. With the other hand, he immediately poured a glass of water from the cold kettle and handed it to her.

"Vomiting so bad?" Cheng Ke didn't know that her morning sickness was so bad. He just heard her say that when she first came to Seattle, she couldn't vomit and she was pregnant at that time.

Wen Yanchu nodded, took the water glass and rinsed his mouth, "It's okay, you will get better gradually."

Cheng Ke pointed to the dining table, "I cut the oranges, they are a bit sour. If you eat some for breakfast, you might feel better."

Although he is not very good at housework, he can still take care of others, at least, he can take care of his wife.

Yanchu nodded, Cheng Ke had already put his arm around her shoulders and helped her sit down at the dining table.

Originally there was a glass of milk in front of her, but Cheng Ke had already reached for the glass of milk, took the glass again, and poured her a glass of orange juice.

She should be able to eat something with a slightly sour taste.

Wen Yanchu ate all the breakfast he cooked for her. She knew very well her responsibility as a mother. During pregnancy, no matter how bad her appetite was or how unwell she was, she had to force herself to eat. It was absolutely impossible not to eat.

Once you eat it, you won't feel so uncomfortable anymore, and it doesn't matter if you have an appetite or not.

When Cheng Ke was clearing away the dishes, Lu Man and Yi Tairan had already arrived. Lu Man was still carrying his suitcase. The hotel room had been checked out and he was leaving today.

Watching Wen Yanchu sitting on the sofa and Cheng Ke busy in the kitchen.

Lu Man didn't feel sorry for his son nor was he angry. Instead, a smile appeared on his face. He walked to Wen Yanchu and sat down, "Hey, Yanchu, I've only seen Cheng Ke serve you like this."

Wen Yanchu thought Lu Man's words were insinuating that Cheng Ke was doing the housework instead of her, so he could only explain, "Mom, I felt a little uncomfortable and vomited badly when I woke up in the morning, so..."

"Hey, don't explain. What are you explaining? Men have to do this. When the nanny is around, the nanny will do it. When the nanny is not around, the man will do it. This is the Cheng family rule. Remember it. Men can't be used to it.

Get used to being an asshole."

Lu Man also confessed in such a serious manner, which made Wen Yanchu dumbfounded. This mother-in-law is really 100% different from the evil mother-in-law described in TV or books.

After tidying up the kitchen, Cheng Ke went upstairs to pack his luggage. To be honest, there was nothing to bring. He could just go back and buy clothes and other things. The main thing was that he had to bring some documents and other things, as well as his son who had been there since he was a child.

A large photo album. Wen Yanchu's laptop, his own laptop, and the luggage is not particularly large. A twenty-inch suitcase is enough for it.

"What to do with the clothes in Chengcheng? You bought so many last time..." Wen Yanchu frowned, thinking that many of those clothes have not been unpacked and have not been worn. It would be too wasteful not to take them away.

Well, after all, once I go there, I’m afraid I won’t have many opportunities to come to the United States again.

"Throw it away and buy it again when you return home."

Isn't this too wasteful? Wen Yanchu felt bad and couldn't help but look at Lu Man for advice. Lu Man and Yi Tairan were sitting there, looking through the presented photo album.

Noticing Wen Yan's eyes when he first looked over, they both gave the same reply, "Throw it away, go back to China and buy it again."

Wen Yanchu was speechless for a moment and didn't know what to say.

Yi Tairan looked at his daughter's appearance. Even though his heart was focused on the little faces in the photo album, he still turned to Wen Yanchu and explained, "Xiao Xi, don't think about it. Children grow up quickly, and clothes always matter."

It needs to be changed frequently. You take Chengcheng back and take advantage of Qingzhou. He is Chengcheng's uncle, so he deserves some blood. There is nothing wrong with asking him to vacate a children's clothing store."

"But..." Wen Yanchu wanted to say something else.

Lu Man had already waved his hand, "Well, Yi Xiaoxi, you are a bit promising. You are the daughter-in-law of our old Cheng family, the daughter of Mr. Yi, and the younger sister of Mr. Yi. Your original life should be squandered.

.Buy whatever you like! We can afford it.”
Chapter completed!