"Mo Yan, come here to hold Mom!" Ye Beibei was a little anxious and shouted to the child in a loud voice.
Jiang Yuezhou held the soft and tender little body in his arms and smiled at Ye Beibei, "It's rare that a child is willing to be held by me, so just let me hold him for a while, and you can take a rest too!"
Ye Beibei saw that Xiao Moyan was clinging to Jiang Yuezhou's arms, and it was difficult to take it away by force. He retracted his hand and smiled reluctantly at Jiang Yuezhou, "This child..." Then he straightened his expression and said:
"I really want to thank you for what happened today. You are so busy. If you have anything to do, just...just leave first!"
"The Chinese New Year is tomorrow, everyone in the company has almost left, what else do I have to do!" Jiang Yuezhou said jokingly, his smiling face looking even more charming and profound, "The doctor said that although Mo Ting is...
He has a cold and a fever, but he has just undergone such a major operation, so it is best to stay and observe him for one night. How can you do it with two children by yourself?"
Ye Beibei raised her head and glanced at Jiang Yuezhou's face. She knew that when he looked serious, he would never be convinced. She didn't dare to chase him away like Li Minglang, so she could only let Moyan lean into Jiang Yuezhou's arms a little cowardly.
Here, she sat beside Xiao Moting's bed.
Jiang Yuezhou's words to Ye Beibei were very relaxed, but no matter how wise and powerful he was, holding children was really not his strong point. It should be said that after living for more than thirty years, this was the first time he held such a small child.
Regarding the child, he was worried that he would crush the child somewhere if he exerted too much force. Because he had never held the child before, he was always afraid of dropping the child to the ground. He adjusted his posture again and again, fearing that he might make a slight mistake.
He held the child and stood by the window to look out at the scenery. In fact, there was nothing interesting to see outside during this season except for the north wind blowing and the dry branches swaying wildly. But he was even more unwilling to hold the child and stare at Ye Beibei.
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Holding the soft, twisting baby in his arms, Jiang Yuezhou felt a little complicated. The child he had broken was the child of Ye Beibei and another man. This child was like living evidence, reminding him
Ye Beibei once had a love affair with another man, and he felt depressed. But on the other hand, no matter who the child's father was, his mother was Ye Beibei, and this child was Ye Beibei.
Beibei's flesh and blood, holding him, he seemed to be closer to Ye Beibei.
Jiang Yuezhou was not a saint, nor was he a god of charity. Holding the child in his arms, his heart was filled with disappointment and joy. Fortunately, the child looked very much like Ye Beibei, which made it easier for him to accept and like her.
The high fever was exhausting. Xiao Moting lay on the bed, taking an injection, and slowly fell asleep. Ye Beibei turned his head and looked at Jiang Yuezhou's stiff and unfamiliar movements, laughing secretly in his heart that he was asking for trouble. He walked over and stretched out his hand again, "Tired.
Come on, Mo Ting is asleep, let me hold the baby!"
After such a while, Jiang Yuezhou was already sweating from Xiao Moyan. He handed the child to Ye Beibei in embarrassment and said after thinking about it: "It seems that you can't go home to live tonight. If you trust me
, give me the key to your home, and you make a list, and I will get the things you need, the kid is about to drink milk again!"
Ye Beibei secretly admired Jiang Yuezhou's thoughtfulness. He took out a pen and paper from his bag, drew a list for Jiang Yuezhou, and handed him the keys to his home.
Jiang Yuezhou has always been an action man, and he is definitely resolute. He didn't go there for long. Not only did he bring back everything on Ye Beibei's list, he also brought back enough lunch for the three of them, from exquisite
It can be seen from the disposable lunch box that this meal was ordered from Yuanjiang Hotel, a subsidiary of the ** consortium.
Seeing Jiang Yuezhou carrying so many things into the house, Ye Beibei hurriedly put Xiao Moyan on the bed and came to pick up Jiang Yuezhou's eldest son, "Look at the child and don't move." Jiang Yuezhou's expression changed.
Lin strode in carrying something by himself, then looked at Ye Beibei with a slight frown and said, "Why do you always put such a small child down casually?"
"Ah!?" Ye Beibei's face burned when she was asked. Jiang Yuezhou was too perceptive. He only stayed with her and the child for a while before he realized that he was neglecting the child. She was ashamed and ashamed after being told by Jiang Yuezhou.
, murmured the explanation: "I...I'm not sincere, I just haven't looked at him for too long, and I never thought he would crawl to the ground!"
Jiang Yuezhou blushed when he saw Ye Beibei, knowing that she would be nervous when facing him, so he smiled quickly to ease the atmosphere, "I just said casually, you are not the stepmother of the child, I have no right to blame you.
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Ye Beibei stiffened his face and nodded.
"Has Mo Ting's fever gone?" Jiang Yuezhou walked inside and put the things on the bedside table. Seeing Xiao Mo Ting's eyes closed, he thought he was still asleep, so he asked Ye Beibei softly.
Ye Beibei didn't dare to put down little Mo Yan this time. She hugged the child and nodded, "Well, he's getting better after the intravenous drip. The nurse just came to check his temperature, and it's basically normal."
Xiao Moting was already awake at this time. He opened his eyes and looked at Jiang Yuezhou standing at the head of the bed. From his angle, he could see Jiang Yuezhou's face was cold and stiff, his posture was straight, his brows were slightly furrowed and he looked very horrified and serious. Jiang Yuezhou's anger was
The scene was strong, and the face that was not smiling naturally had a serious expression. Xiao Moting felt a sense of oppression when he looked at it. He originally thought that his father Xiao Li was already a very powerful person, but he didn't expect Du Jiang Yuezhou to be more powerful than him.
Dad is more dignified.
When Jiang Yuezhou turned his head, he saw Xiao Moting hurriedly withdrawing his eyes and lowering his head. He took a slight breath and reached out to touch Xiao Moting's head that had been shaved due to surgery. A rare warm smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Mo Ting, look.
What did uncle bring you?" After saying that, he reached out and pulled out a lot of fireworks-like things from the bag.
Xiao Moting raised his head and looked at Jiang Yuezhou, his eyes full of doubts and curiosity. Jiang Yuezhou smiled and pinched his little face, "These are electronic fireworks. They are very beautiful. Come, let's eat. After dinner, uncle will give them to you."
Set off fireworks.”
Ye Beibei can speak eloquently when dealing with Li Minglang, and she can speak to thousands of people when doing power cleans. But when she faces Jiang Yuezhou, even the Chinese she is used to speaking becomes a bit clumsy, "You
, how do you have time to buy these things?" She knew that Jiang Yuezhou was very efficient, but he was not a superman and did not have the ability to clone himself.
"As soon as I got out of the hospital, I called the hotel to get food, and then called the assistant to ask him to buy these things. When I got back from home, I met the hotel delivery person and assistant at the entrance of the hospital." Jiang Yuezhou said concisely and to the point.