I Am the Mother of a Prodigy

The air in the morning is humid and the sun is not hot.

An wants to carry a small schoolbag for An Zimo and leads him to Rainbow Kindergarten.

The kindergarten is only a few minutes away, in the blink of an eye.

There were many cars parked in front of the door, and the children entered in groups in twos and threes. Because adults are not allowed in the courtyard, An Xiang just stopped An Zimo to the door.

"Mo Mo, you want to listen to the teacher, you know?"

An Zimo's eyes fell elsewhere, and he nodded coldly.

She squatted in front of the child, raised her hand to tidy up the crooked collar on his chest, and said anxiously, "If the tooth is lost, remember to tell the teacher."

"Oh."

"Be full at noon, don't be embarrassed."

"Ok."

"You can't kick the quilt during a nap, I will pick you up at night."

"..."

"You're so annoying." An Zimo finally got impatient, and walked away from her hand.

Watching his son's thin and unreserved figure, An Xiang didn't collapse, so she cried quietly.

Hearing the cry, An Zimo frowned and turned to look.

"Hey..." He wrinkled his brows a little bit at a loss, and he couldn't figure out why An thought about crying properly.

"It's okay, you can go in." She choked twice, stretched out her hand and rubbed her sour eyes, "Remember to be obedient, don't bully the children..." Although An Zimo is disobedient, doesn't like talking, and can't listen to people. But, apart from these aspects, it is still just a simple baby.

She was separated from the baby for the first time.

The thought of him wanting to live alone in the kindergarten made me feel terribly uncomfortable.

"Hey, don't cry." An Zimo frowned and walked over, "It's ugly."

"...But I'm afraid you will have a bad time." An wanted to choke up her face. An Zimo is not gregarious. He was bullied in the village. There must be disobedient children in the kindergarten. If he is bullied, he will not talk even if he goes home.

She kept crying, and the adults and children next to her kept watching.

There were originally children who were not willing to go to kindergarten crying and coquettishly with their mother. They were instantly attracted by her and stopped crying. They mumbled with their parents, "Look, mom, that sister is still crying when she is so big."

"Is that sister the parent of that little brother?"

"Probably so..."

Others talked a lot, and An Zimo felt ashamed.

He hurriedly tossed through his pockets, and it took a long time to find the handkerchief that he wanted to stuff in the morning from his schoolbag. At that time, he was very disgusted with not wanting to take it, but he didn't expect it to come in handy so quickly.

An Zimo handed over the handkerchief with an unnatural expression, "Here."

An Xiang looked at the little hand with teary eyes, then looked at his son's overly beautiful face, and the corners of his mouth cracked, crying more fiercely.

"Momo, we won't go to kindergarten anymore, okay!"

The son is very well-behaved and sensible, and she does not want to be separated from the baby.

Thinking that she is the only one in the family, An Xiang is even more aggrieved, helpless and sad, wanting to cry.

An Zimo's brows twitched fiercely, and all the adults and children around him were laughing, seeing them completely as if they were fun.

"It's going to close, kids should go back to class quickly." At this time, the deputy dean was talking next to her. She spotted An Zimo and said, "My kid, did you just transfer here today? Don't stick to your mother anymore. La."

"..." Who sticks to whom!

An Zimo turned around and said, "Wait a minute, I will coax my mother."

The deputy dean was taken aback, only to realize that An wanted to hold An Zimo and cry wildly. She pursed her lips and held back a smile, then turned her head and continued to greet the other children.

"Don't cry, you are such an adult." An Zimo wrestled away from her hand irritably, and after thinking about it, he wiped the tears on her face with a small handkerchief, in an awkward tone, "Look at other parents. Don't cry, what can you cry?"

Ann Xiang's nose is red and her eyes are red. She rubbed her eyes and said aggrievedly, "Are other parents used to it."

"Then you are also used to it." An Zimo growled impatiently and gradually became irritable. "I'm going to school. You are not allowed to cry anymore. People will laugh at me when they see it."

"Well, I won't cry anymore."

An wanted to hold back her tears, and then she turned around and saw the little boy not far away kissing and saying goodbye to her mother.

With a look of envy, she looked at An Zimo, who had a small face in front of her, and was suddenly lost.

"Have you remembered what I just said?" She cried hoarsely, and asked again, worried.

"Remember, you go back soon."

"It's okay, I see you go in and then go back."

An Zimo furrowed his brows tighter, "I'll go in again if I see you go back."

An Xiang's eyes that had just cried were covered with mist, she slowed down her breath, and said slowly: "Are you reluctant to give up mother?" After speaking, there was a flash of surprise in her eyes.

An Zimo cut, don't start, "I'm just afraid that you will squat here and cry again when I'm gone, it's very embarrassing."

"Oh..." She drooped her head and left the kindergarten one step at a time, turning her head back and forth.

Seeing her finally leaving, An Zimo dragged her schoolbag into the class.

**

As soon as the child left, the small milk tea shop was suddenly empty.

There are not many customers in the shop, and I just hang out again when I'm busy for a while. It was noon in a blink of an eye, and An wanted to crawl on the table for a while without doing anything, then shopping for vegetables and cooking, and squeezing a glass of juice.

She put the food in the insulated box, took the juice in her left hand, and the box in her right hand to the opposite Huaxing.

An Xiang had a pass, went straight through the security check, was about to get on the elevator, and was suddenly stopped.

"Wait a minute, are you not an employee here?" The security personnel looked at her vigilantly, "Show me your work permit."

Ann wanted to show him the card, "I...I have this."

The thin black card is exclusively for the chairman.

The expressions of the passing employees changed, and their eyes turned strange when they looked at her.

Suddenly, a familiar voice penetrated.

"I gave it."

The security guard froze for a moment, "Dong, Chairman?"

"Yeah." Pei Yizhou nodded blankly, and the cold estrangement between his eyebrows made people retreat.

"She can come and go freely in the future, you don't have to worry about it."

As soon as he said this, others looked even more weird.

Pei Yizhou completely ignored those sights and led her into the elevator.

The elevator rose slowly, and there were only two of them in the entire sealed space.

An Xiang couldn't help but clenched her hands tightly while holding the insulation box, and couldn't help but peek aside secretly.

He is very tall, and his black suit stands out for him.

The man's side face is perfectly lined, the eye sockets are slightly deep, and the jaw line is habitually tight.

This face is good-looking, but it's too cool. If it weren't for An Zimo's relationship, An Xiang might never have contact with such a person.

"Why keep looking at me?"

Her eyes were pressing, Pei Yizhou looked down.

Different from the indifference just now, he is now smiling, with a gentle smile in his smile.

"What's in your hand?"

Ann wanted to come over in a hurry, "Juice." She pursed her lower lip, and muttered, "...food."

Pei Yizhou chuckled, "I seem to only order juice."

"Hmm..." An Xiang didn't know what to say, his eyes drifted for a long time before Wen Tun said, "You can't taste the taste of other people."

Cooking for one person is also for cooking, and cooking for two people.

And An Zimo goes to school, she only cooks for herself, a little bit lonely. Pei Yizhou helped her a lot, and cooking a dish would not waste much time.

Pei Yizhou didn't speak, a pair of misty eyes fixedly stared at her porcelain white cheeks, her eyes were constricted for a moment, and the emotions that could not help but surfaced were suppressed.

Ding.

The elevator reaches the top floor.

Ann wanted to follow him into the office and put the things down, "Then, then I'll go back first, and then you will be busy after dinner. Leave the things and I will come back to get them at night."

Ann wanted to pretend to be a lot, and that box of food was too much for two people.

He stopped: "Have you eaten?"

"I haven't, I want to bring it to you first." After she finishes the meal, it may be cold, which will affect the taste.

Her expression was serious when she said this, Pei Yizhou's heart moved slightly, and countless thoughts flashed through her mind, and finally all turned into warmth like a spring rain.

—His girl cares about him.

Pei Yizhou hid and smiled, his voice faint: "Then you sit down and eat with me, I can't finish eating so much."

"Hey?" An Xiang was stunned and waved his hand hurriedly, "No way, I will disturb you."

"No." Pei Yizhou did not give her the opportunity to refuse, "If you can't finish it, it will be wasted, let alone you go back alone."

This is also true.

Mo Mo can no longer accompany her to lunch every day.

An Xiang was frustrated for a second, and sat on the sofa with a solemn expression, "...but I only prepared a pair of chopsticks."

"It's okay, I'll let someone go to the cafeteria to get it."

Pei Yizhou spoke to Secretary Zhao, and Secretary Zhao sent the tableware into the office soon.

Seeing the extra girls in the office, Secretary Zhao was stunned for a few seconds. She swallowed her saliva, put down the dishes and left calmly, and then flew to the desk in the next second, tapping on the keyboard.

[Secretary Zhao: We are always in love with Mr. Pei, ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! ]

[Planning Department-Xiao Li: Fuck? real or fake! ]

[Secretary Zhao: Really! Both of them have eaten together! It's the girl who gave milk tea before! ]

[Human Resources Department-Xiao Wang: Ah, ah, is that sweet peach-like sister? I want to chase after her. ]

[Art Department-Xiaogao: It's impossible, isn't we always indifferent to Pei? ]

[Planning Department-Xiao Li: I suddenly remembered that this seems to be a work group. ]

[Everyone:...]

The various troops are crazy about the boss's emotional life. Pei Yizhou knows nothing about it, and is happily enjoying the loving lunch of the "little wife".

"This is a bit irritating, is it spicy?" Pei Yizhou really couldn't be used to eating chili, and his cheeks were flushed with only a little bit of spicy.

"Then I won't put spicy next time, you eat this, this one is not spicy." An wanted to put a meatball into his bowl, and the next second he realized that such a dish was too rude.

"Sorry." She was about to bring the **** back, Pei Yizhou suddenly stopped, and naturally took the meatballs and chewed slowly in his mouth.

He didn't seem to care at all.

Ann wanted to bite his chopsticks and silently lowered his head and pulled the rice.

"Zimo goes to kindergarten today?"

"Yeah." Ann wanted to nod.

"Then you must be very uncomfortable."

"Yeah!" An wanted to nod his head, still a little bit cried.

Pei Yizhou raised his hand and touched her head, with a gentle expression, "Then you come to me at noon every day, it just so happens that I am also alone."

Her hair is soft and silky.

An Xiang was immersed in the thoughts of her son and did not respond to it.

Pei Yizhou touched twice more, reluctantly put his hand back.

Pei Yizhou raised his eyebrows confidently looking at the fingertips that still had a faint fragrance.

-The moon comes first near the water tower. Sooner or later, An Xiang can become his wife.