After the divorce, the ex-wife kept losing her vest

Chapter 147 White Rabbit Milk Candy in exchange for a kiss
Yu Jinwen's eyelashes trembled slightly and he felt a little absent-minded.

Is it her birthday soon?
Seeing her son's visibly stunned state, Yu Fengjiao's expression immediately turned displeased, her long, thin eyebrows arched, and she gave a stern scolding.

"You can't even remember Xiao Song's birthday. Is this how sincere you are in pursuing someone? Do you have any intentions?"

Yu Jinwen pursed his thin lips into a tight line.

Yu Fengjiao continued to scold, "You men, you keep talking about love, but you are just moved by yourself. Love is not just words, it depends on actions, otherwise you will not be able to restore a dead heart in 800 years."

Yu Jinwen lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "I know. I will prepare a birthday gift."

"I've got it ready for you."

Yu Fengjiao came prepared and signaled Aunt Wei behind her to hand over the peony box in her hand.

Yu Jinwen took two steps forward, took it over on his own initiative, opened the peony box, and was squinted slightly by the bright light inside.

Lying in the box was a brooch, in the shape of a small daisy, but the center of the flower was a chrysoberyl cat's eye, which shone with dazzling light.

Yu Jinwen's pupils shrank and he raised his head, "Mother, isn't this the treasure you have treasured for a long time, the cat's eye brooch?"

Cat's eye is an extremely rare and precious gemstone, comparable to high-quality emeralds and rubies.

Yu Fengjiao met it by chance back then, and then spent a huge sum of money to take a photo of it. She has always kept it in her boudoir and is not willing to wear it unless it is a particularly important occasion.

Now that Yu Fengjiao gave it to her son, she didn't feel it was a pity.

"A treasure is a real treasure if it can come in handy at critical moments. Cat's eye stone has always been a symbol of good luck. I hope it can bring you good luck. I wish you success in getting your wife back."

After giving her things, giving her instructions and blessings, Yu Fengjiao was pushed away by Aunt Wei.

Yu Jinwen looked at his mother's leaving figure, then lowered his eyes at the cat's eye brooch in the peony box, feeling extremely complicated.

"What a pity for all the loving mothers in the world."

Mr. Yu didn't know when he came to Yu Jinwen and said earnestly: "Young boy, the whole family is working hard for you to pursue your wife. You must strive for success and don't let us down."

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Fu Yu still couldn't escape the tragic fate of being blasted out.

It started to rain at the right time, and the cold raindrops patted Fu Yu's face randomly. He wiped the rain off his face and sighed quietly: It seems that the way to have a child with "Little Pearl" is no longer possible. .

Then he may only have the option of poaching his good brothers. After all, when it comes to chasing women, he said that Jin Wen still has a little more experience.

Old metaphor, don't blame your brother for being unkind. Who made your ex-wife so good and so fascinating?

……

Nan Song's mood was completely shattered by Fu Yu's extremely sexy moves.

If it weren't for the fact that they were cooperating on a racecourse project, she would have wanted to kill someone!

She didn't understand why men in the world felt so good about themselves and were so self-righteous.

Can you do something a little more normal?
There must be something wrong with the circle she is in.

Gu Heng knocked on the door and came in, "Mr. Nan, it's raining outside. Do you want to go to Shiwei Restaurant tonight?"

Nan Song just remembered that she had agreed to Si Zhe's visit to the restaurant to inspect his dishes.

Glancing at the time, Nan Song whispered, "Go. Get the car ready." "Okay."

It’s the rainy season in Nancheng, and the air begins to become humid.

Halfway through the journey, the rain became heavier and heavier, gurgling outside the window, and the heavy raindrops made the roof of the car crackle, and even the sharp honking sound was reduced a bit.

When the car reached the ancient lane of Nanqiao, it started walking slowly. Many pedestrians without umbrellas were running in a hurry, their soles seemed to be greased, and they looked embarrassed.

Nan Song has always disliked rainy days. Whenever it rained in the past, she could not go out and play happily. She was locked in her room by her mother, practicing piano or reading boringly, with only the sound of wind and rain to keep her company.

Now no one is forcing her to learn this or that, but she suddenly misses those days in the past.

Being able to be controlled by others is also a blessing.

The car was ventilated, but it was still a little stuffy. Nan Song pulled the window down a little, and the rain seeped in, adding a layer of moisture to her face. At the same time, she heard a loud baby crying.

Across a railing, a mother was holding her child in her arms. She might have wanted to cross to the other side of the road, but somehow she fell to the ground. The child also fell out of her arms and started crying with a "wow" sound.

The car horn sounded harshly, and the driver leaned out of the car window and yelled, "Why did you cross the road? Are you looking for death?"

Nan Song frowned slightly. Just as he was about to get out of the car, he saw a figure passing through the layers of cars, stepping over the railing vigorously, picking up the child who fell to the ground, and then handed the umbrella in his hand to the fallen child. mother.

He held the child in his arms, helped the mother walk to the street, and gently comforted her: "Sister, you must abide by the traffic rules on rainy days and walk on the zebra crossing, otherwise you will easily get into a traffic accident."

The voice couldn't be heard clearly in the rain, but Nan Song recognized the voice immediately.

The young man was wearing a white shirt and a pair of light blue jeans today. He had a tall and slender figure, as tall as a pine tree. Most of his body was wet, but he still had a bright and warm smile on his face.

He raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears on the little girl's face, coaxed her a few words gently, and magically took out a White Rabbit toffee from his trouser pocket.

The little girl who had been crying stopped crying immediately and stretched out her fleshy little hands to grab the candy, but he raised the candy higher in a bad way.

"Call me brother."

The little girl's hands were too short and she couldn't catch him. She pursed her lips, then leaned over and kissed the boy on the cheek!
Nan Song's eyebrows trembled.

The handsome young man's face visibly stiffened, and a shy blush immediately stained his ears. He raised his hand to wipe his cheeks, and quickly gave the toffee in his hand to the little girl, stuffing the little girl to the woman like a roasted sweet potato. people.

Then he ran away as if running away.

Looking at the figure escaping in a hurry, Nan Song couldn't hold it back anymore and raised the corners of her lips.

The gloomy mood seemed to become cheerful because of the rain scene just now.

"This kid, Xiaozhe, has the potential to be a comedian."

She said teasingly.

The car finally arrived at the restaurant after squirming. When Nan Song stepped in, Si Zhe was wiping his hair with a towel, his back to her, and complained to Ding Mingyang with emotion.

"No wonder my sister said that boys must protect themselves when they go out. A three-year-old girl is so unreserved. What will happen when she grows up?"

Nan Song laughed, "Isn't he the one who hooked you up with your piece of White Rabbit toffee?"

Si Zhe froze, turned around suddenly, and came face to face with a bright smile, and the narrowness that could not be concealed under the smile.

He was startled, his ears turned red again, and he was still a little nervous, "Sister, have you seen everything?"

(End of this chapter)