Ye Man boiled chicken soup for his daughter and immediately asked the nanny to serve it when her daughter came back: "I just went out to work as soon as my body recovered. I don't know how to take care of myself. When can't I expand my career? It has to be this time."
Gu CiCi took over the chicken soup, and she had gained five pounds, so how could she keep it up: "Mom, it's hard work."
Ye Man handed over the tissue, looked upstairs, and said sincerely: "This kid was pretty good when I was young."
Gu Ci Ci smiled and laughed. Recently, I have often heard my mother praise me when I was young. It must be that the grudges in my heart have been reduced a lot.
"It can be seen that he really likes children and is very attentive. He takes good care of Yiyi and his love for him is not in vain."
Gu Ci did not care for them just to let them take care of their children: "Chicken soup is delicious." She also discovered that Gu Ci was actually very good at taking care of children.
In her previous life, she had not. She had been following her and Ji Yunxuan quietly in ancient times. During the first few years when she followed them, she would act coquettishly when she was young. Later, she had many troubles and Yunxuan's career was not easy, and he also changed.
became taciturn.
"The prescription your grandma gave you, if you drink it for a while, it will take a long time to replenish your essence and blood."
"Um."
Ye Man looked at his daughter and said, "I really don't want him to know."
"mom……"
"I'm just asking. If you go back to discuss business in two days, I'm just asking casually."
"I've been back for three days. Mom, do you want to go back? My dad always flies back and forth to see you like this. I feel very sorry for dad."
In ancient times, I would hold my child and come downstairs.
Ye Man's mind was immediately occupied by the child. The three-month-old child was chubby and cute. Ye Man liked it no matter how much he saw it. He asked her to leave her grandson and go back. She couldn't bear to part with it: "Grandma hugs her."
Gu CiCi put down the bowl, smiled and stretched out his hand to pinch his son's chubby face: "After all, I miss my mother."
Song Yi turned his little face away and refused to be pinched.
"Hey, you have quite a temper." Gu CiCi found that it was a bit of a slap in the face that he had originally thought of relying on his abilities. Some people would live under your wings for no reason the moment he appeared. It would be natural for you to do so.
Take him over and bring him under your protection.
This little thing obviously existed independently and proudly in her life.
…
Gu CiCi didn't deliberately not go back to the Imperial City. Every half month or so she would go back to socialize due to work or activities of the Painting Association.
She also saw Lu Zhiyuan on important occasions. She treated him as a stranger and never gave him a chance to notice her. Most of the time, she left very early. The two parties had a tacit understanding that they would not be far or close after the breakup.
Stranger relationships.
"Cici..." Zhang Kaijun came over. He hadn't seen her for a while. Her recent career focus was in the south, and she was at home only a few days a month: "You..."
Aunt Zhang immediately came over and took away her son in a reserved and polite manner: "His father insisted on introducing some uncles to him."
Ancient Ci Ci expresses understanding politely.
After Zhang Kaijun left Gu Cici for a while, his face sank and he was very unhappy: "Mom, what are you doing?"
Aunt Zhang was also unhappy: "How many times have I told you to stay away from her? Have you forgotten what happened half a year ago?" In case Mr. Lu is unhappy...
"It's been so long..."
Of course Aunt Zhang knew that, although she felt that there was little hope for Mr. Lu and Gu Cici to get back together. After all, although Gu Cici had excellent personal abilities, he was not outstanding enough to be remembered.
But Mr. Lu has not had a girlfriend so far, and the female secretary who caused Gu Cici and Mr. Lu to break up has not attended public events with Mr. Lu anymore, which always makes people worry: "There is nothing wrong with being cautious, you
I thought our family’s career was so prosperous.”
Lu Zhiyuan's recent new projects directly led to the bankruptcy of many established companies. The government came forward to mediate and wanted Mr. Lu to acquire shares in these companies or take technology shares, but they were all rejected. Even Feng Ruochu's intervention did not ease the situation.
In short, don't cause trouble.
Gu Cici didn't mind the attitude of her aunts. That incident was because she couldn't hold back her impulse. Half a year later, the impact has been very low. At least the companies under Shuguang no longer cooperate with her. Some of them made trouble.
After Huan De was demoted by Lu Zhiyuan, the impact of that incident became even lower.
Gu Cici met his third senior brother and after discussing with his eldest son the shareholding ratios of the Tenth Grand Theater and the Song family, he did not plan to stay long at today's occasion.
Gu CiCi took her coat and went out.
Lu Zhiyuan just got off an unmarked car. He was low-key but surrounded by people. No one was paying any attention to this person.
Pretend you haven't seen the ancient Ci Ci.
"Something fell." The voice was calm and steady, with a hint of impatience.
Gu Cici looked back and saw that it was a spare button on her clothes, a pearl plate button. Maybe the assistant forgot to take it out when she went out. She accidentally dropped it when she was putting on her clothes just now.
Gu Cici glanced at the button, then at the cold-faced Lu Zhiyuan, and said condescendingly: "I'll reward you." He turned around and walked away disdainfully.
Lu Zhiyuan looked at her virtue and controlled his temper. Every time he felt that his displeasure was not so strong, when he saw her again, he would realize how wise his decision was!
Qin Pin followed quietly, admiring Miss Gu's aura when she said those three words. Both her tone and her eyes were perfect, and she displayed her self-centeredness, ignorance of good and evil, and sister's unwillingness to the best of her ability.
The important thing is that Mr. Lu must feel that he is very disdainful and angry, but in Qin Pin's eyes, Mr. Lu's current expression is far from being truly displeased!
Lu Zhiyuan walked past the button with a sullen face.
Qin Pin followed and walked over without looking away.
Five minutes later, Qin Pin returned to the front desk and claimed that he had lost a pearl button: "Thank you."
The receptionist was a little worried: "Assistant Qin." Assistant Qin was very famous, and it was hard for her to recognize him: "Mr. Lu, he doesn't need this button, does he?"
Qin Pin looked at the other party with a smile upon hearing this: "Do you think I need to fake a button?"
"I don't dare, I don't dare, Mr. Qin, please, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I'm sorry."
Qin Pin picked up the button, turned around and left.
…
When Song Yi was six months old, he completely resisted breastfeeding, and also resisted anyone who wanted to get close to him and kiss his little chubby face.
I want to kiss him without giving up. He is such a cute, milky little man. It is normal to want to take a bite.
Song Yi put his strong little arms against his mother's face and buried his face in his grandma's arms.
Gu CiCi does not believe in evil and wants to dig out his chubby face.
Ms. Ye Man patted her daughter's hand: "Be gentle."
"Did your rebellious phase come a little early?"
The little clod of earth buried his face deeper.
"Finally, dinner is ready!"
Song Yi immediately came out of his grandma's arms, his beautiful eyes shining brightly.
Gu CiCi kissed him: "Be good."
Song Yi burst into tears, heartbreaking, crying so loudly that even Gu Shi, who was sorting out his thesis, burst into tears.
Ye Man also hurriedly hugged the child and coaxed him: "Why do you have to tease him? He is cold when he comes back from outside. If you touch him, he will feel comfortable. Don't cry. Don't cry. We are going to eat one by one, right? Let's eat, no?"
Take care of mom."
Song Yi shed two lines of tears at the end, pouring water from the source of life, filling it happily and comfortably. His little hands still had time to pick his little feet, and then he smiled happily at his mother: "Ah——"
Gu CiCi pushed his bottle back in disgust: "You eat, you eat, you have become so fat and you still eat, who do you think you look like?"
Song glanced at his mother and saw that he was still eating happily. He kicked his mother's palm with his little feet and drank more freely.
…
Song Yi rarely thinks about his mother when he plays, and he didn't pick up her arms before three months ago. But since he was three months old, whenever Gu Cici is at home, he has to sleep with his mother at night.
Song Yi was wearing pajamas, and the night breeze made his little face turn red. When he saw his mother come in, he turned around and crawled to the bedside to take a big, messy apple for his mother to eat.
Gu Cici had just taken a shower and grabbed another hand of apple juice. There were still traces of circles on the bed when he couldn't take it. He was so filial: "I thank you."
"Ba-ba-" The little guy showed a small tooth and happily arched his mother's body.
Gu CiCi patted his little pigu and said, "Sleep."
…
Gu Cici rushed back this time to hold a new product launch conference with his team and all the shareholders of Ji Chang.
In just one year, the new 6-1 series of 'Jichang' was officially launched and officially entered the profit stage.
At the meeting, there was an endless stream of praise surrounding Ji Yunxuan. The words of the young and talented young man came from the mouths of elders one after another.
Gu CiCi listened from a distance and only allowed his team to give reasonable praise.
At the celebration banquet in the evening, people from all walks of life gathered. Ji Yunxuan's parents also appeared at the venue, chatting and laughing happily, without seeing the vicissitudes of life.
When their son has a successful career, they are also proud of it. Smiling like this is better than worrying about their son all the time.