Zheng Yuan smiled and narrowed her eyes, hugged her son and took a bite, "Are you willing to give it up?"
My son has accepted that man, and the blood relationship is very strong.
The child needs a daddy, which she can never do.
Yihan came over with a smile and kissed her mother's face, "You are the person I love most."
A tall figure stood at the door and said sourly, "You are so disgusting so early in the morning, why don't you let me have breakfast?"
The mother and son looked over at the same time, and Zheng Yuan looked away uncomfortably as soon as his eyes met.
The little guy screamed, "Daddy, why aren't you wearing any clothes?"
He was naked, with his upper body naked and his lower body wearing a pair of pajamas, very casually.
The corner of Ouyang Yun's mouth twitched. He was well-dressed in pants. This was how he wore them at home.
"I'm wearing it."
The little guy stared at his body, very curious, not knowing what he was studying.
Zheng Yuan couldn't help but look over. He had a good figure, strong and strong, not as skinny as ordinary young men. He was the type she liked.
"It's cold, please get dressed quickly."
A deep smile flashed in Ouyang Yun's eyes, "It's obviously very hot, my wife, are you satisfied with what you see?"
Before Zheng Yuan could react, the little guy took the lead and shouted, "Daddy, are you seducing?"
The corners of the mouths of a man and a woman twitched in unison, causing confusion in the wind.
After Zheng Yuan hugged her son and washed herself, she sat at the dining table and looked at the food on the table curiously.
A few slices of freshly baked bread, a plate of fried sausages, and a plate of poached eggs, very simple.
Ouyang Yun quickly made two sandwiches, stuffed one for his son and gave the other to Zheng Yuan.
"Eat quickly. I'll take my son to the hospital later. Wife, are you okay today?"
"I have to finish the manuscript." Zheng Yuan took a timid bite. The taste was unexpectedly delicious. She winked at her son, who then picked up the sandwich and started to eat it.
Ouyang Yun saw all the little moves of the mother and son, and they couldn't laugh or cry. "Rush the manuscript?"
The little guy ate very deliciously, and it was obviously to his liking. He couldn't help but add, "Mommy is a children's illustrator, and her drawings are great."
He had a look of pride on his face.
Ouyang Yun was stunned, "Children's illustrator? So awesome. What works have you drawn? Let me see."
Zheng Yuan's face was slightly red, she didn't have the nerve to show off.
"It's just a small skill, but it can't compare to the great young master Ouyang who makes money like water."
Ouyang Yun smiled slightly. He found that she loved to blush and was really thin-skinned. "Okay, are you teasing me?"
Zheng Yuan glared at him fiercely, "You are thinking too much."
It's disgusting to always take advantage of her.
Fighting is a joke, business has to be done.
Ouyang Yun hesitated for a moment, then said, "Why don't you put the manuscript aside and spend more time with the child?"
"I..." Zheng Yuan frowned slightly. She clearly promised not to interfere with her freedom, but the words were still ringing in her ears, so he didn't abide by it?
Yihan was afraid that they would quarrel again, so she quickly shouted, "It doesn't matter, it's important for Mommy to make money, I can do it alone."
They had always lived like this in the past. Mother and son depended on each other. In order to support him, mommy worked very hard to make money. She worked from morning to night, sometimes until midnight.
He felt very distressed, but he was too young and couldn't help at all.
Now that he is sick again, there is nothing he can do.
Ouyang Yun felt very uncomfortable. He could imagine how hard the life of their mother and son was. It was indeed difficult for a single woman to raise a child.
"No, I don't worry. Zheng Yuan, you are my wife and children. It is my responsibility to support you. You don't have to work so hard."