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Chapter 248 My Wife

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    Seeing a group of children chattering, Wen Yan couldn't help laughing: "I didn't expect you to be so popular with children. I thought they would be afraid of you."

    Mo Tingchen didn't wear a suit today. He wore a white short-sleeved sportswear and light purple sunglasses very gregariously. Compared with the usual rigorous suits and shoes, he was a little more casual and gentle.  He bent down and picked up a little girl about four years old, and told Chen Nuo to take out all the things in the trunk.

    The kids seemed to know what was coming out of the trunk, and their cheers grew louder: "Did Uncle Mu bring us books and toys again?! And delicious snacks! We miss you every day  , Auntie said that it was less than a month since you came last time, and you wouldn't come so soon, I don't believe it, but you are here again!"

    Wen Yan was a little surprised. She thought that Mark Tingchen would not come to the orphanage often, but she didn't expect that on the contrary, the kindness he donated was not just to win word of mouth, but to actually put it into practice.

    "The little girl is getting fat again, and my uncle can hardly hold her anymore. Go down and play by yourself, and share some snacks." Mark Tingchen put the little girl in his arms back to the ground with a spring-like smile on his lips.

    Wen Yan fanned the wind with her hands, and it was still too hot, but in this situation, she didn't feel irritated, the innocent smiles on the faces of those children seemed to be contagious, sweet to the heart: "You know what?  ? When I saw you smiling at others when I was young, I hoped you would smile at me too, but you were always cruel and cold to me."

    He suddenly said something that he would never have said before: "Beating is kissing and scolding is love. Besides, I didn't beat you or scold you, I was just a little bit more aggressive."

    She thought about what he said carefully. He wanted to say that it's not a bad thing that he treats her differently than others, right?  The more special you are, the more you treat them differently?

    When the dean heard the news of Mo Tingchen's arrival, he came out with a child who could not walk and was about one year old in his arms: "Mr. Mu, don't let me know in advance when you come. We can hold a welcome party. The weather  It's too hot to make this trip for you."

    The dean is a very kind-looking middle-aged aunt, and Wen Yan felt very kind at first glance.

    Mark Tingchen smiled slightly: "There's no need for me to make such a big fuss every time I come. I can come whenever I want, and bring more things for the children."

    The scorching sun above his head made it hard to keep his eyes open. The dean squinted his eyes, hugged the child in one hand, and covered the child's face with the other: "Then go inside first? It will be more comfortable to use the air conditioner."

    Mark Tingchen did not refuse, and walked into the room with Wen Yan.  There are air conditioners installed in the basic places here, and the environment is generally relatively comfortable, which surprised Wen Yan.  In her impression, most orphanages are not particularly good, and it is a skill to turn an orphanage into a paradise.

    "Mr. Mu, this is?" The dean had never seen Wen Yan before, so he asked casually while pouring tea for the two of them.

    "My wife." Mark Tingchen replied naturally, reaching out to receive the little carrot head from the dean's arms.

    The dean looked at the child with loving eyes: "Mrs. Mu is as kind-hearted as Mr. Mu. This little guy is pitiful. He was thrown in the hospital by his mother. He had no choice but to send him here.  The boy is quite healthy and has already contacted the adoptive family, and it is estimated that he will be picked up in a while."

    Seeing such a young child, Wen Yan felt a little uncomfortable. She wanted to keep her child so much that she couldn't keep her own child, but someone was born and abandoned her own flesh and blood: "Dean, this child is not yet one year old, right? So young  "

    There was distress in the dean's eyes: "Yes, he is less than one year old, only nine months old, and he can't walk yet."

    The little radish turned its big black eyes to look at Wen Yan and then at Mark Ting-chen.  The arms are fleshy, like lotus roots, very gratifying.

    Wen Yan suddenly thought of Mark Tingchen's proposal to adopt a child. To be honest, she was a little moved at this moment, but she was suppressed by reason.

    If she adopts a child now, it will be her and Mark Tingchen's child. She still doesn't know what the future will be like with him, so how dare she easily decide other people's lives?  Raising children is not like raising cats and dogs. Having a pet is a responsibility, let alone a real person?

    "I think the children are playing in the yard in such hot weather. It's too hot. Let's create an indoor activity area." Mark Tingchen observed this carefully.

    The dean was a little embarrassed: "We have too many children here, and their living expenses and education funds are a lot of money every year. There are always more people who come here than are adopted. We need to build another indoor activity room, and we need more space."  Big, how much will it cost? There¡¯s no money left.¡±

     Mark Tingchen gently pinched the cheek of the child in his arms with his slender fingers: "I'll pay the money, just don't worry about it."

    The dean's eyes suddenly turned red: "Mr. Muyou have really helped these children so much, I don't even know how to thank you." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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