In a certain apartment, Cheng Anya collapsed when she got home. The little girl hadn't come back today, so she frowned./www
Hey, should Ning Ning be cooking at this time?
She was used to smelling the aroma of food when she came home.
The worry was just a fleeting thing. Cheng Anya slumped on the sofa and pretended to be dead. Her son was a 100% pure genius, and there was absolutely no way that such an unexpected incident would happen.
She lay down with peace of mind and waited for her son to come back to cook and serve her.[
She didn't eat the food cooked by Ning Ning for a whole day, and she felt uncomfortable all over. In the afternoon, she was trained too hard by Young Master Ye, and she had to schedule her schedule at the last minute. She was so tired that she didn't want to move a finger.
Unknowingly, I remembered the scene of Young Master Ye standing in front of the window, straight and lonely, as if the whole world had abandoned him.
The Third Young Master Ye she knew was cold, elegant, sinister, and psychologically gloomy... But this person had absolutely nothing to do with tragedy?
What's up with him?
Damn, a carp stood up from the sofa, Cheng Anya slapped her forehead, "Cheng Anya, you were trained too much by him and you have a masochistic tendency, don't you?"
If you have time to think about your precious son’s face, why not think about Ye Sanshao?
Then when she thought of Ning Ning and Ye Sanshao, the two faces were only different in size, Cheng Anya calmed down, o(╯□╰)o!
"Mommy, it's not that you have a masochistic tendency, it's that your baby has a masochistic tendency." A child's unique and tender voice drifted in. Ning Ning closed the door, came in with two bags of fruits, vegetables and meat, and gave her a look of contempt.
"Ning Ning, you are finally back. Mommy is starving to death!" Cheng Anya shamelessly complained to her son that he did not feed her in time.
Ning Ning took off her schoolbag, threw it to her, and said with a smile: "Mommy, eat something to fill your stomach first, I'll cook right away."
Ning Ning was a genius and rarely listened to the lectures in class. His books were always light, but today they were unexpectedly heavy. Cheng Anya pulled them open curiously, and a bunch of snacks fell out.
A lot of things were stuffed into a big schoolbag. Cheng Anya's first reaction was, "Ning Ning, you should use the money you found to honor your mother. It's such a waste to buy things randomly."
