Such hazy weather caused the temperature in City S to drop a lot.
Su Yutong's cold lasted for a week, always coming back and forth. These days, she did not go to work. In order to completely leave Nie Chuhang, she even thought about resigning.
Although she once really liked this job, sometimes she really had to give up one thing in order to fulfill another wish she had.
After watermarking the comic with her pen name and sending it to the editor who contacted her, Su Yutong closed the computer.
The six-frame comic she once drew was just a way of expressing the diary in comics that Gu Shaojie told her. She had always posted it on her personal blog. She didn't expect that people would take notice of it and signed a copyright contract with her.
This is considered a small amount of income, which will not force her to quit her job immediately and have no money to raise her daughter.
The weather was getting colder and colder. She put on a loose sweater and listened to the sound of little Lucky reading in a sweet voice from the living room. She was having a great time by herself.
These days, she also asked for leave for Lucky, and the mother and daughter stayed at home while she took care of the children by herself.
Suddenly there was the sound of a key turning outside the door, and then Fang Qingcheng's voice shouted, "Little Lucky, let's see what delicious food Auntie bought you!"
"Aunt Chengcheng!" Little Lucky dropped the pen, ran over in a few steps, looked at the contents of her bag, and shouted again, "Honey sauce grilled chicken wings! I'll call mommy!"
Fang Qingcheng looked up and saw that Su Yutong had come out. She sighed, "Look at your precious daughter, you can't forget your mother no matter what you eat."
"Of course, my family is the luckiest and the best. If you are envious, just get yourself married as soon as possible, and then have a caring little cotton-padded jacket."
Su Yutong helped her put the food on the plate and smiled.
The corner of Fang Qingcheng's mouth twitched, "Young Master, I've been away from a certain scumbag for a few days, but your former sharp tongue is back. How are you today?"
"I'm fine now. I drink medicine every day until I feel like vomiting. It's just a small cold."
"It's just a little cold? Who had the fever that day and almost fainted, and was diagnosed by the doctor as having pneumonia a little later?" Fang Qingcheng glared at her angrily.
Su Yutong took Little Lucky to wash her hands. When they came back to eat together, Little Lucky asked strangely: "Mommy, can a little cotton-padded jacket also give birth?"
"Mommy is a metaphor, just like Lucky is so good and is Mommy's favorite baby."
"What about dad?"
In the past few days, Little Lucky asked this question more than once, but because the situation was too special, she had no explanation for the child and suddenly disappeared from that man's world.
Having become accustomed to the role of father in life, little Lucky really felt reluctant to let go.
Seeing her with such innocent and pure eyes, Su Yutong felt a little painful in her heart.
She couldn't give her daughter a complete home, and the father's love she enjoyed was so short-lived and so fake. However, she didn't want to have any impact on her daughter's mind, so she didn't say anything.
When he heard her ask again at this moment, Fang Qingcheng sighed while stroking his forehead, and really didn't know how to come up with an idea.
Su Yutong lowered his eyes and said, "Dad has to leave because of something, just like Superman's father, he has a lot of things to be busy with."
"Then when will dad come back?"
"Luckily, if you grow up obediently, daddy will come back." Such hazy weather suddenly caused the temperature in S City to drop a lot.
Su Yutong's cold lasted for a week, always coming back and forth. These days, she did not go to work. In order to completely leave Nie Chuhang, she even thought about resigning.
Although she once really liked this job, sometimes she really had to give up one thing in order to fulfill another wish she had.
After watermarking the comic with her pen name and sending it to the editor who contacted her, Su Yutong closed the computer.
The six-frame comic she once drew was just a way of expressing the diary in comics that Gu Shaojie told her. She had always posted it on her personal blog. She didn't expect that people would take notice of it and signed a copyright contract with her.
This is considered a small amount of income, which will not force her to quit her job immediately and have no money to raise her daughter.
The weather was getting colder and colder. She put on a loose sweater and listened to the sound of little Lucky reading in a sweet voice from the living room. She was having a great time by herself.
These days, she also asked for leave for Lucky, and the mother and daughter stayed at home while she took care of the children by herself.
Suddenly there was the sound of a key turning outside the door, and then Fang Qingcheng's voice shouted, "Little Lucky, let's see what delicious food Auntie bought you!"
"Aunt Chengcheng!" Little Lucky dropped the pen, ran over in a few steps, looked at the contents of her bag, and shouted again, "Honey sauce grilled chicken wings! I'll call mommy!"
Fang Qingcheng looked up and saw that Su Yutong had come out. She sighed, "Look at your precious daughter, you can't forget your mother no matter what you eat."
"Of course, my family is the luckiest and the best. If you are envious, just get yourself married as soon as possible, and then have a caring little cotton-padded jacket."
Su Yutong helped her put the food on the plate and smiled.
The corner of Fang Qingcheng's mouth twitched, "Young Master, I've been away from a certain scumbag for a few days, but your former sharp tongue is back. How are you today?"
"I'm fine now. I drink medicine every day until I feel like vomiting. It's just a small cold."
"It's just a little cold? Who had the fever that day and almost fainted, and was diagnosed by the doctor as having pneumonia a little later?" Fang Qingcheng glared at her angrily.
Su Yutong took Little Lucky to wash her hands. When they came back to eat together, Little Lucky asked strangely: "Mommy, can a little cotton-padded jacket also give birth?"
"Mommy is a metaphor, just like Lucky is so good and is Mommy's favorite baby."
"What about dad?"
In the past few days, Little Lucky asked this question more than once, but because the situation was too special, she had no explanation for the child and suddenly disappeared from that man's world.
Having become accustomed to the role of father in life, little Lucky really felt reluctant to let go.
Seeing her with such innocent and pure eyes, Su Yutong felt a little painful in her heart.
She couldn't give her daughter a complete home, and the father's love she enjoyed was so short-lived and so fake. However, she didn't want to have any impact on her daughter's mind, so she didn't say anything.
When he heard her ask again at this moment, Fang Qingcheng sighed while stroking his forehead, and really didn't know how to come up with an idea.
Su Yutong lowered his eyes and said, "Dad has to leave because of something, just like Superman's father, he has a lot of things to be busy with."
"Then when will dad come back?"
"Luckily, if you grow up well, your father will come back."