The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex

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The two women whispered standing in the corridor without seeing that Yuanyuan had gone a few meters away.

The little guy seemed to understand that they were talking bad things about him, and suddenly loosened his hands, sitting on the floor and crying "Wow ..."

"Mom ..." Yuan Yuan stretched out a small pair of hands, rubbing her eyes hard, crying very sad, and that little face became red soon.

He rolled around on the ground, then lay on the ground, and began to crawl forward vigorously.

A pair of watery eyes have been staring at a room at the end of the corridor, which is the mother's room, where is the mother.

"Mom ..." Yuan Yuan was crying forward as she crawled forward forcefully.

The small body looked pitiful on the ground.

Menglin and Wang Lan stopped the gossip, and they hurried forward. Carry the child up.

"Good ... Yuanyuan isn't crying, aunty, take Yuanyuan to find food, OK?" Menglin patted the child's back gently. Seeing the child suddenly cry so sad, anxious, for fear that the child would stumble and stumble.

Wang Lan went downstairs to get milk. But I was extremely unhappy. This dead baby, who didn't see him crying, usually took so long to cry so loudly.

It was simply against her.

He Xiyan just came out of the bathroom and seemed to hear the cry of the child.

She opened the door.

At a glance, it turned out that Yuanyuan was on the corridor, was held by Menglin, and cried with tears.

"What's wrong?" He Xiyan walked anxiously, reaching out and gently touching the child's head, his heart seemed to be scratched with a knife, and it suddenly hurt.

Because her baby is very good, she cries once a day.

"I don't know." Menglin looked innocent, "Wang Lan and I just took Yuan Yuan, Yuan Yuan helped the wall for a few steps, and nothing fell, and suddenly wept."

"Mom ..." Yuan Yuan saw her mother come, a small mouth groaned aggrievedly, as if suffering a great grievance.

He Xiyan carefully wiped away the tears on the child's face, and carefully inspected Yuanyuan's hands and head. Make sure there is no harm before saying:

"Bring Yuanyuan to the bedroom. Go to the kitchen and make a bowl of millet porridge, and get a few more diapers."

In the bedroom, Yuan Yuan finally didn't cry. He sat on the sofa, his mouth narrowed, and he patted the sofa with little hands, as if venting his emotions.

He Xiyan went to fetch a basin of water. She wiped the child's face gently with a wrung towel, and then helped the child wash her hands.

Yuanyuan has been for more than nine months, and it is becoming more and more sensible.

Sometimes he seems to understand what adults say.

"Mom ..." Yuan Yuan drilled into He Xiyan's arms, and yelled at his mother milkily, with a small face taking advantage of He Xiyan's chest.

Like trying to get the warmth of her mother.

He Xiyan bowed his head and kissed the child, moved his body, and let the child sleep on his lap.

She squeezed her lips tightly, revealing a bitter smile, and gently stroking the child's radiant face with her hand.

She is not a competent mother. Since she was pregnant with a baby, she has n’t taken much care of her fate. Even she has n’t hugged her for a long time because the child is too heavy and still pregnant She dare not hold.

"Yuan Yuan, don't you blame your mother for not taking care of you." He Xiyan looked down at Yuan Yuan with a smile on his face,