MTL - Destined Wife: The Apple of My Eye-Chapter 72 Go to parent-child class

Yan Yan finally chose an old-fashioned parent-child garden. On Star Plaza, it was opened just last year. The equipment is relatively new and the transportation is convenient. They enrolled in a trial class and went to the parent-child class on time on Saturday morning.

"Brother!" Xiao Jiuer ran down from the car.

Rolling up the building stairs in the entertainment area, the two little guys were about to kiss each other across the glass window, and was stopped by the catching Fei Ying.

"Unhygienic little nine, we go in to find my brother."

The two little guys haven't seen each other for a few days.

"Roll!" Xiao Jiuer opened his arms.

"Sister!" Rolled a short short leg.

Parents on the side laughed, and one dad said, "Oh! This idol show!"

The two little actors have embraced and kissed each other. Xiaojiu hugged Yan Yan again: "Auntie!"

"Little Jiuer is so good!" Yan Yan picked her up and kissed her.

Fei Ying was staring at her.

"You're good, too!" She hugged and kissed her, and then held her face to kiss her.

At this point, the greeting is officially called.

"Mrs. Fei Lang!" The director came out with enthusiasm. "Please, thank you very much for your trust in us. Choose us, rest assured! We will not let you down."

These two are real giants. With them, they are live advertisements. The director personally sent them to the classroom, for fear of being bumped on the road.

The teacher who taught them in this class was so nervous that she was entrusted with the heavy task last night. If the trial lesson today is unsuccessful, the director said that today will be a small white flower in her grave.

"Today we have five babies, let's introduce ourselves!" The teacher intentionally spoke with a doll sound to shorten the distance with the baby.

Yan Yan looked at it. In addition to Boogie and Xiaojiu, there were two girls, a boy. The boy was sitting with her mother and an old man behind, and it was estimated that it was grandma or something.

The other two daughters are a family of three.

"Which kid will come first!" The teacher began to guide everyone when no one raised his hand. "Let's start from here?"

She was referring to the billow, Yan Yan whispered and billowed, "Mom taught you at home, stand up and tell everyone what your name is, how old are you?"

I brushed up and stood up, grinning first, and Mengda said: "My name is billowing, one year old!"

"Awesome!" The teacher applauded, trying to tell him to sit down and let the little Jiuer next to him.

Who knew rolling and then said, "Little nine, sister!"

He pointed at Xiaojiu, and then choked his fat finger: "Ah? One year old? Two years old?"

"Xiao Jiuer, you say it!" Fei Ying was about to laugh, and pushed Xiao Jiuer.

Xiaojiu stood up: "I'm a year and a half old!"

Yan Zheng applauded with the teacher, and then it was another little boy's turn. He just didn't stand up and didn't speak. His mother was in a hurry, but the grandma on the side said indifferently.

"We don't want to talk about it anymore! What is it?"

The teacher hurriedly said, "Let's hear the next child's self-introduction!"

There were two little girls left, one was very good at talking, the other was crying while talking, and it was very sad.

The whole billowing was particularly excited, and put on a face eating the melon.

"Do you like to have parent-child lessons?" After the audition, the principal came again.

The teacher's thigh was tense when I heard Yan Yan asked, and the teacher who just auditioned was crying.

"Principal, you are holding my leg ..."

Naturally, so is Xiao Jiu'er. The principal was relieved, and introduced them to two other courses, but one was after 2 years old and the other was three years old.

Yan Yan and Fei Ying quickly paid the three-year money and got a car toy and doll gift.

When he returned to Lang's house at night, Yan Yan told him to go upstairs to sleep, and hugged the car.

"What's wrong?" Yan Yan looked at him carefully, his eyes were bright, and he was still very excited.

"Wait for Uncle!" Said billowingly.

Yan Yan said: "What are you waiting for Uncle?"

"Car!" Rolled the car twice on his lap.

"You want to show this toy to Uncle!" Yan Yan understood. In the rolling eyes, this car was not sent by many people because she paid money, but a gift he did well in class today.

Yan Yan looked at his watch: "Okay, that mother is waiting with you."

How could such a small child survive, and after a while, she crumbled and fell asleep in her arms. Yan Yan picked up his son and prepared to go upstairs. When the door rang, Lang Ruoxian returned.

"What's wrong?" Seeing her hug, Lang Ruoxian's first reaction was that something happened.

Yan Yan smiled, not sure if it was his illusion. He felt that Yan Yan laughed very softly today.

"We went to parent-child class today. They gave a toy. They thought it was because he was doing well. He gave him a gift and wanted to show it to you."

Lang Ruoxian hesitated, then his heart was drowned by the huge heat, and the whole person seemed to be soaked in the sunshine of spring.

"I'll be late tomorrow morning and wait for him to show me."

Yan Zheng nodded, and Lang Ruoxian held out his hand: "Give me."

"No, I move ..."

He had been snatched by Lang Ruoxian, and he slept to death, totally unaware of the change.

"How is the foundation and when will it be listed." The two whispered as they went upstairs.

"At the end of the month, Sister Chen Hong helped us pull a few more people, and now the starting capital is much."

"I will send you a lawyer back. If you have any questions, please contact him at any time."

"... thank you, you have helped me a lot."

"I'm not here to hear you say thank you." Having walked to the bedroom door, Lang Ruoxian pushed the door in and rolled into the bed.

Yan Yan looked straight at him, Lang Ruoxian smiled: "What's wrong?"

"But I can't give anything except to say thank you."

"I know." Lang Ruoxian went to the door with dark eyes and said good night, the moment Yan Yan closed the door, he heard the man's low voice.

"When are you willing to give me something else, remember to tell me."

A door separated by two people.

Yan Yan closed her eyes and whispered, "Should ... it won't be that day."

On the weekends, it's time to roll in and take a parent-child lesson with Xiao Jiu'er. This time, parents can't go in. There will be three teachers with five babies. Parents can watch the live broadcast through the mobile video.

Fei Ying proposed to take advantage of this opportunity to invite Chen Hong to gather in a cafe next to them. Several people, whether young or old, wore high-definition big names and painted exquisite makeup. At first glance, it was the rich lady's lady.

"Yafei, what are you looking at?" Shu Yafei and his colleagues were tired from shopping, and found a cafe to rest. As soon as she came in, she saw Yan Yan.

Colleagues saw her staring at those people and dragged her sleeves: "Isn't that you know? Those people are rich at first sight."

"Well, friend." Shu Yafei smiled. "You sit down first, and I say hello."

Shu Yafei slowly walked into Yan Yan, who was different from the Yan Yan she saw at the manor. It turned out that she usually looked like this. Dressed so beautiful, with diamond jewelry, sitting in a cafe and chatting leisurely.

However, I have to go to work every day. I originally thought that I could go to the company with Lang Ruoxian when going downstairs, and people saw that they just knew each other. Keruo Ruoxian never returned ...

"Yan Yan!" She called out after adjusting her mood.

Yan Yan turned her head and looked at: "Yeah? Yafei!"

"I went shopping with my colleague, came in and saw you over to say hello." Shu Yafei glanced at the others, "your friend!"

"Um." Yan Yan pulled her to sit down. "This is ... my friend." Yan Yan didn't say anything about the Lang family.

Is it the granddaughter of the steward ...

But Shu Yafei felt that she was intentional, and deliberately did not talk about her relationship with the Lang family, so that others thought she was an ordinary person without background.

"Hello you!" No matter how in your heart, Shu Yafei has performed very well, which has been cultivated for many years.

Not even an old fox like Langcha can find it, let alone others ...

Fei Ying waved her hand as a greeting, Shu Yafei didn't sit, and pointed to the other side: "My colleague is still waiting! Let's eat together another day."

"Okay, contact me when you have time."

When Shu Yafei left, Fei Ying asked curiously, "Who?"

She didn't believe that Yan Yan had friends, and she knew a few of them if she didn't walk out the door two days a day.

"People around Grandpa ... granddaughter."

Chen Honghao waved his hands freely: "We went on to say that just following the steps, Yan Wei will open Weibo tomorrow as our official Weibo. If anyone needs help, he can leave a message on Weibo or call."

"Employees don't need to worry about it, I've found them all." Another wife named Li promised.

Fei Ying reached out.

"Why?" Yan Yan looked at her.

"Your phone, I'll apply for Weibo for you."

The name of the foundation is what everyone thinks together, called blooming, which is intended to be reborn and the glory of life again. Yan Wei's Weibo became the official Weibo directly, and then Fei Ying began to buy fans to find the water army.

Soon, people discovered that a topic called the blooming fund was added to the headline. Many girls clicked in and found that it was women's public welfare funds that sought help.

Coupled with the operation of the water army, the blooming fund soon has more than one million fans, which is not even their own purchase.

"There are many consultations, but I haven't found any help." Yan Yan stared at Weibo every day. She didn't need to go to the yacht except for meetings, after all, she couldn't leave without a lot.

Fei Ying said on the phone: "I think a lot of people want face, or I am sorry to say. Don't say anything else, look at those headlines. Someday there is nothing about women."

"Ah, someone privately wrote me!" Yan Yan suddenly called out, "I'll hang up first!"

The foundation finally received the first call for help, and Yan Ye chatted with her for an hour through a private message, and then she was shocked.