CEO's wife is too alluring

The morning sun, quiet and elegant, makes people feel refreshed.

An Xinyan rarely enjoys this comfort. In the past few years, she has lived in a hurry every day, working from morning to night, repeating the life of three points and one line every day.

She almost forgot that the morning sun is so beautiful!so bright!

Today was a rare day off, so An Xinyan sent Liangliang to school after breakfast.

At the gate of the school, An Xinyan saw a group of low-grade elementary school students being sent to school by their parents. The parents had expressions of affection on their faces, and the students walked into the school carrying Nuoda schoolbags.

Such a scene touched An Xinyan's heart, and she couldn't help but envy the parents who pick up and drop off their children. This may be because of single-parent families. Liangliang has been more independent and sensible than children in ordinary families since he was a child. I never sent him to school again.

An Xinyan felt deeply guilty, and patted her son's head, "Baby, go in quickly! Remember to listen to the teacher carefully!"

"Understood, mom, be careful when you go back, mom, bye!" An Liangliang waved goodbye to Yanyan and ran to the school.

Looking at the petite, thin, immature but energetic figure, An Xinyan suddenly felt a sense of loss.

Just when she was about to turn around and leave, a tender and sweet girl's voice reached her ears, "Liangliang, good morning! This cake is for you."

An Xinyan saw a very cute, doll-like little girl handing the cake to her son in a fawning manner.

"Thank you! I don't like sweets." An Liangliang politely and distantly refused.

"This cake is so delicious, I'm reluctant to eat it, I've specially saved it for you!" The little girl still didn't give up and handed the cake to An Liangliang, looking at him expectantly.

An Liangliang frowned, with a hint of boredom flashing in his eyes, he reached out to take the cake and left for school, ignoring the little girl.

But the little girl continued to follow him nonchalantly, chatting non-stop

"Liangliang, that was your mother just now?"

"Wow... your mother is so young and beautiful!"

"Go slowly, I can't even keep up with you..."

Liangliang completely ignored her, and walked towards the school on her own, going faster and faster, the little girl needed to trot to keep up.

An Xinyan had never seen such a side of her son, which made her a little uncomfortable. In her perception, Liangliang should belong to the lively, cheerful and sunny type.

Or was it her son who pretended on purpose?After all, cool boys are more attractive and attractive to girls.

Because besides the little girl just now, An Xinyan saw several other little girls greeting him, but he ignored them all.

In a certain apartment, An Xinyan was lying on the sofa watching a soap opera at eight o'clock.

She likes to watch the eight o'clock file because she was influenced by her mother since she was a child, because her mother likes it very much, so after dinner every night, she and her father accompany her to watch it, and she gradually likes it from the initial habit.

Since the accident at home, she has been busy with work and taking care of her son, so she has almost never watched it. Now it is rare to sit comfortably in front of the TV, which reminds her of the happy scene of the three of them in front of the TV. .

Then there was a bitterness in my heart.

An Liangliang put the cake in his hand in front of An Xinyan, "Mom, I'll give you a cake."

An Xinyan blinked back the sourness in her eyes desperately, "Uh... baby, didn't that little girl send you off at the school gate this morning?"

An Liangliang looked around in embarrassment, "You saw it all!"

"Hmm... the little girl is quite cute." An Xinyan moved her head closer, with a gossip look on her face, "Son, is that little girl your girlfriend?"

An Liangliang smiled innocently and blinked, "Mom, your son is only six years old this year. Do you think this age is suitable for having a girlfriend?"

An Xinyan tilted her head to think about it and shook her head, it seemed that it was not suitable!

An Liangliang, "Besides, she's not my type."

"Then what type do you like?" An Xinyan's eyes lit up.

"Like my mother." Although An Liangliang's perception of beauty is not so clear, his mother's impression on him is unparalleled.

An Xinyan was really happy when she heard her son say that, but... "Son, some people say that Oedipus is a disease, so you have to change it."

An Liangliang, "..."