Listening to what Murong Nan said, Tang Yining was silent.
Although she did not deny, she was moved by him.
But my heart also became cold.
She never wanted to, nor dared to fall in love anymore.
Now she has a son and a voice to accompany her, and she has a stable job and a rich income.
In her world, a man is useless except to relieve that little loneliness.
She no longer wants to be stupid, she believes in love, and jumps into the vortex of emotions without hesitation.
As for her current life, she thinks it's pretty good.
"Murong Nan, I don't want to talk anymore. I don't know if I will talk in the future, but now I just want to work and just want to stay with me Xiaobei like this."
Love has always been a luxury for her.
She doesn't want it anymore, so she probably won't suffer because of love.
"Yining..."
The other party's words were like sharp needle tips, ruthlessly pricking his heart.
Murong Nan felt unbearable pain in his chest and his voice was low and hoarse:
"Is this OK? This time, I promise I will never let go of your hand again."
“No need.”
It seemed that he had already felt relieved, and Tang Yining's voice became much easier-minded.
"You are so good and worthy of a better woman. Let me go. No matter who you are with in the future, I will sincerely bless you.
I still have work to do, so I won’t tell you more, I’ll just hang up first.”
For fear that he would be moved, Tang Yining hurriedly hung up the phone.
Murong Nan looked at the cut-off call record and felt a sense of sorrow.
He sat in the driving position, stiff all over, looking ahead blankly, suddenly he didn't know where to go.
But if you think about it from the perspective of others, he would understand that Yining would give up.
There are indeed too many impossible things between them.
But he will not give up.
Even if he is 35 years old now, he is willing to wait.
Even if he never gets married or childbirth in this life, he will have to wait for her.
...
Although he was not in a very good mood, Murong Nan still tried hard to smile when he returned home.
Ye Shengsheng sat in the living room with her two children practicing calligraphy.
Seeing the person coming in, Tang Xiaobei took the lead and shouted:
"Hello Uncle Nan."
Murong Nan chuckled and walked towards them.
"Hello, what are you doing?"
"Aunt Shengsheng teaches us to practice calligraphy."
Tang Xiaobei handed his copybook to Murong Nan.
"Uncle Nan, look, how do I write it?"
Murong Nan took it over, and the boy's handwriting on the copybook was beautiful and clean, which made people shine.
He rubbed Xiao Lianlian's head and sat down next to the boy.
"Xiaobei's handwriting is very beautiful. Uncle will teach you other ways of writing it."
"OK."
Tang Xiaobei happily agreed.
Xiao Lianlian also made a fuss next to him, "Uncle Nan Lianlian also wants to learn it, Lianlian's handwriting is so ugly."
Ye Shengsheng couldn't help laughing:
"Lianlian is still young, write the pinyin of the numbers first, and learn the fonts if you grow up a little."
Tang Xiaobei immediately continued:
"Auntie Shengsheng, Little Sister Lianlian is very smart. I taught her the multiplication formula before, and she will learn it once. If you don't believe me, please let her recite the multiplication formula table, she will definitely be able to memorize it."
When he heard this, Ye Shengsheng and Murong Nan looked at Xiao Lianlian at the same time.
The little guy's big eyes were shining, and in his dark and shiny eyes, he emitted endless light like a starry sky.
Before they could speak, she proudly opened her mouth and began to recite the multiplication formula.
Ye Shengsheng has always known that his daughter is very smart.
There are many skills at the age of three.
For example, cooking.
There are also paintings and building blocks.
But she really didn't know that her daughter memorized the multiplication formula at the age of three.
The little guy just finished carving, and Tang Xiaobei immediately said:
"Lianglian Xiaojie, I will recite three hundred Tang poems for them."
Xiao Lianlian came without hesitation.
And he spoke clearly and had no lag on the way.
She hadn't even heard of some poems Ye Shengsheng. She looked at her daughter who was holding the poem in shock, dumbfounded.
Murong Nan couldn't help but praise:
"No wonder the miracle doctor asked this child to be his disciple. This little guy did have some tricks."
How could he recite so many collections of poems just three years old?
Ye Shengsheng looked at Tang Xiaobei, "Did you teach her all?"
She usually teaches her daughter the easiest thing.
But she has never asked her to memorize any collection of poems.
Tang Xiaobei shook his head, "No, I haven't memorized some poems yet. She followed my learning machine to me."
"Is that amazing?"
Ye Shengsheng hugged her daughter on her lap and couldn't help but kiss her.
"Lianlian, why are you so awesome? You know that when your mother was as old as you, she could only play with mud."
Xiao Lianlian smiled, "I think it's very simple. I'll write it down after hearing it."
"You are called "not forgetting everything". Only talented people can do it, and no ordinary people can do it."
Just like her, it took her half her life to get into a university.
Who knew that he was so smart when he gave birth to a daughter.
Ye Shengsheng really loved this daughter so much that she hugged her and rubbed her, but couldn't help but kiss her a few times on her jade-like little face.
After kissing, she realized that it was noon and hurriedly got up and looked at Murong Nan.
"That... if you are here, please help me take care of them. I'll go to Ye Che's company."
Murong Nan agreed, "Go."
He likes raising children the most.
Ye Shengsheng hurriedly prepared lunch and medicine, and drove to Ye Che's company by himself.
It was half past twelve.
Before she entered the company gate, she saw a bunch of people in front of her seemed to be causing trouble.
Because he didn't understand what the situation was, Ye Shengsheng quietly mixed in the crowd to watch.
The person who caused trouble was Ye Che's third aunt, Ye Anya.
She was like a lunatic, being grabbed by security guards and dragged out of the company's door, but she still shouted with her heart and claws:
"Ye Che, you have no conscience, how could you treat us like this?"
"You have put your third uncle in jail, what should we do if we are the mother and son?"
"Ye Che, come out for me. If you don't let them release your third uncle, your aunt will die at the door of your company."
"Ye Che, Ye Che..."
The security guards didn't want Ye Anya to make trouble at the company's door and dragged her forward.
Ye Shengsheng passed through the crowd and entered the company's door.
She didn't let her third aunt see her, so she hurried to find Ye Che.
The company's front desk and many people seem to know Ye Shengsheng.
Every time she came, she would get on the elevator without any obstacles. The secretary respectfully took her to the president's office.
The same is true today.
As soon as Ye Shengsheng got out of the elevator, the secretary came up to guide her to the office while reporting:
"Hello Miss Ye, please come here. The CEO is in the office."
"Yeah, thank you."
The secretary pushed open the office door, and Ye Shengsheng walked in with the food.
The man at work looked up.
Seeing that his wife had arrived, although he didn't get up to meet her, he turned the chair to face her and opened his arms to her.
Ye Shengsheng walked over and put down what was in his hand, stood in front of him and raised his hand and hugged him.
"I saw my third aunt downstairs. How many years will Su Yao be sentenced to? What if the third aunt and two children hate you?"