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The young couple stayed in Kyoto until the Chinese New Year, and took the baby monkey with them, and flew back to Shanghai. After the New Year, Yan Zetang attended the class reunion, brought Wenxin and the child, and had a meal together. In a hotel room.
Many classmates also brought their family members. Yan Zeyang was the last one to arrive. He was wearing a popular lapel coat in Kyoto, which was actually a warm and improved style. He was straight and entered the box. Although he still had the light look familiar to his classmates His appearance and happy look on his brows can be seen at a glance. Now he has a loving wife and a loving son, and his life is complete and stable, happy and calm. The whole state of the person is different from when he was single, more dazzling and outstanding.
He entered the box first, opened the door, and let in his wife who was guarding him behind him.
Everyone saw behind Yan Zeyang someone who was wearing a snow-white velvet V-neck top, a long khaki tight skirt, and a pair of white casual shoes. Her cloud-like hair was rolled up loosely, with a few strands hanging down naturally. She did not look like a newborn. A woman who has given birth? Like a little girl who is not yet married, she is still very young.
Everyone was shocked.
I saw that her skin color was snow-white, almost the same as the color of the white sweater, and even more crystal clear. Her cheeks were somewhat plump. On her rosy face, her big eyes were shining as if she could talk and looked at the people in the room. The corners of her mouth were still exposed. A good-natured smile.
In her hand, she was holding a little cub wearing a pink jumpsuit. It was so small that it looked like it was just over two months old. At first, it was lying on its mother¡¯s shoulder, with its butt sticking out, looking so cute.
Yan Zeyang, who was standing by the door, quickly took his son from his wife's hands. As soon as he showed that little face, all his classmates went crazy. Where did this little cutie come from? He looked like a little angel.
At the beginning, the students guessed that the couples were all like Tianxian. They did n¡¯t know what to have a child. Now I finally know. How powerful is the beautiful people's genes? We should have known the cruelty of the truth a long time ago. Good-looking people are not born ugly.
There were many former female classmates at the dinner table today, as well as male classmates and their families. Everyone would pretend to be so at first, but as soon as the little cute baby came on the scene, they pretended to be reserved. They all gathered around and teased the little angel one after another.
Those big cute eyes, watery and watery, are just like the mold of his mother, with little stars inside. If he wanted stars, no one would be willing to pick the moon to give him that kind of cuteness.
The little cub was just over a month old. It was when he was little that he saw so many people and left the warm and sweet embrace of his mother. His big eyes searched and searched among the people, and finally found the mother next to him. His little red mouth immediately opened. Deflated, just want to cry.
This pouty mouth made a group of people fall over again because of their cuteness.
Someone even shouted: "Oh, I'm crying"
The little cub is very delicate and squeamish. If Wen Wen moves slowly, his little tears will hang on his eyelashes, and they will not fall off, emptying the blood tanks of Yan Zeyang's classmates around him and screaming.
We all have children, but we have never seen such a tiny little one. Its little arms and legs are all white. It¡¯s such a cute little cub. It¡¯s so good-looking that you can¡¯t take your eyes off it. It¡¯s worth a thousand words. There¡¯s no way to describe how cute this little doll is, it¡¯s so cute that you can¡¯t help but scream.
He is so cute, everyone wants to hug him, he is as lovable as a little bag. But this squeamish little baby only recognizes his mother. He can do it even if his father holds him twice. He will cry when others hold him, that is, when his grandpa holds him, he will grin and quack, making his grandpa hurt. After staying at home for a day, the serious old man smiled warmly and tremblingly in front of a little baby. Others couldn't do it. How could he leave Mommy's warm embrace?
After a while, she started crying so hard, but even her cries were pleasant. A group of adults looked at this little fairy-like person without turning their eyes. They hugged her warmly and smelled the fragrance of her mother's milk. With the smell of my mother, I stopped crying after being coaxed for a few times. There were still tears in my eyes, and I looked at so many people curiously.
The blood tank of a group of people was emptied again, and then a table of classmates started to get excited, asking how Wen Xin raised the child so well.
Warmth:
Can she be said to be naturally beautiful?
In fact, the main reason is that warm milk is good. Please, she is a systematic person, especially when she is pregnant. No matter what she drinks or eats, it is the raw material extracted by the system. Especially during pregnancy, Yan Motou spends money to keep people away. Lu delivers fresh goat milk to the army every day and drinks a cup every day, which has been extracted by the system. It can be said that what she eats and drinks is the essence extracted from the system.
Even if her baby is a clown, it can still make her fatYang has given the heroine a particularly large space for development. She can go wherever she likes, and there is no problem in starting a business and not returning home for a year. If it were her, he couldn't stand it after being gone for two days. He missed her and called her several times a day, asking her to come back and see his son, but his son cried again.
Wen Xin could tell that he just didn't want her to leave him.
??Looking at him holding Zaizai, one looked anxious, the other looked cute, with pitiful looks in his eyes.
Wen Xin thought about it for two days. Forget it, she had so much money in her hand and Yan Zeyang spent all the money on her. There was really no need to go through the hardships of starting a business and setting up a factory.
She began to try to invest a lot of money in her hands. In the book, the heroine robs the opportunity of future generations of bosses, leaving the boss with nothing to eat. Then she will send money to the big guys.
What? Can't you do this anymore? Want to sell? Don¡¯t sell, I invest! You continue to develop, and the boss will be grateful to her.
Encountering difficulties and want to sell shares for funds? Okay, I bought them all!
She also bought two large wineries abroad early on, both covering an area of ??more than ten hectares, and producing the most expensive and best local wines. Wen Wen stored all the wines produced in the years when the grapes were the best. Since then, many wine cellars have been built, with pieces of wooden wine barrels placed in them. In a few years, a bottle of these wines will be hard to find and extremely expensive. One bottle is worth the annual income of an ordinary person, so it is not a problem.
The key is that Wen Xin loves to drink. I don¡¯t know how much money Wen Xin made from these two private vineyards, but the money she spent to buy them was just a drop in the bucket compared to what she earned.
Every year, she goes abroad with her classmates or friends, and often takes her friends and classmates to her winery for wine tasting on vacation.
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Song Qian was originally sentenced to twenty years, but because of her good behavior, her sentence was finally reduced to fifteen years. She walked out of the prison door alone. In this world, she had no friends, no family, and no need to expect that anyone would pick her up from prison. , but when she walked out, she saw a gorgeous woman leaning on a Lexus.
When she saw her, she took off the sunglasses on her face with her delicate fingers and smiled sweetly at Song Qian.
"Long time no see, old classmate."
Song Qian was stunned for a long time before she murmured, "Wenxin?"
More than ten years have passed, and Wen Xin has already lived her happy life. She is still as beautiful as she was thirteen years ago.
But Song Qian, who was standing opposite, had gone through many vicissitudes of life and was no longer as bright and beautiful as before. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com