Chapter 397
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Chapter 397
Finish the program framework.
Ye Zhimeng had no time to rest and went straight to the kitchen.
I made Yiyi and Youyou their favorite breakfasts.
Wait until breakfast is ready.
One by one, they dressed neatly and went downstairs.
Even before they were separated, Ye Zhimeng had already started to miss her.
"Son, mommy will finish work as soon as possible." Ye Zhimeng put her hand on the young forehead and said pitifully with eyes filled with regret.
One by one, he touched her cheeks, which looked a little gray due to staying up late.
He stroked her dark circles again: "Mommy, did you stay up all night?"
Ye Zhimeng nodded: "I suddenly had great inspiration for the plan that I had never made. I completed it in one go. When I finished it, I looked up and that was it."
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"Don't be too tired." Yiyi said softly, "Staying up late can easily make you sick."
He doesn't like mommy being sick.
The last time Mommy got sick, he was very frightened and frightened.
Afraid of losing mommy.
"I know." Ye Zhimeng said in a gentle tone, "Let's have breakfast, mommy made it by herself!"
Nod one by one.
"I'll call my sister." Ye Zhimeng touched Yiyi's head and walked upstairs.
Open the door to the children's room.
Sure enough, Youyou was still curled up in bed.
She walked over and was about to call her.
Then I heard the young sobs.
Ye Zhimeng's fingers froze, was she...still reluctant to let go of Li Xingyuan?
"Young." Ye Zhimeng approached gently, held her shoulders, and pulled her over.
As expected, Xiaoyou cried until her nose was red.
Ye Zhimeng looked heartbroken.
"Why are you crying?" She wiped away the tears for Xiaoyou.
Youyou looked at Ye Zhimeng and sobbed: "Mommy... Mommy is sorry... Youyou shouldn't ignore Mommy and make her sad!"
Ye Zhimeng was stunned.
She just thought that the reason why Youyou was so sad was because of Li Xingyuan.
Is this the reason?
"fine."
Ye Zhimeng hugged Youyou into her arms and patted her on the back gently: "Youyou, you are still too young. Mommy doesn't know how to tell you some things, so there are many things you don't understand. Mommy knows , Youyou and brother are the best and best children in the world... It’s mommy who didn’t do a good enough job.”
Youyou touched Ye Zhimeng's shoulders and cried.
She woke up just when her brother got up.
When she thought about leaving China today, not only would she not be able to see her good-looking uncle, but she would also not be able to see her mommy for a long time. Then she thought about how she had ignored her mommy yesterday.
Guilt suddenly exploded in her heart.
"Mommy, the baby will grow up quickly!" Xiaoyou choked with sobs.
Ye Zhimeng wanted to say.
It’s okay to go slower.
But when it came to her mouth, it turned into: "Okay, Mommy will work hard to do better in the future!"
"Yeah." Youyou nodded.
Then he hugged Ye Zhimeng's neck.
Ye Zhimeng coaxed her for a while, and then she let go, sobbing, washing and changing clothes carefully while crying.
Then he took out a beautiful little rubber band and went downstairs crying to find A Kun to tie his hair.
Ye Zhimeng was both funny and sad at the same time.
She followed him all the way downstairs.
When they arrived at the living room, they saw Ji Tianxin coming in from outside the yard.
"Where did you go so early?" Ye Zhimeng asked in surprise.
"I've left a few people for you to give you a lecture." Ji Tianxin said, and saw Xiaoyou sitting on her small bench, sobbing sadly, "My dear, why are you crying so much that your nose is red?"
Youyou sobbed a few times and said intermittently: "God...Grandma Tianxin, Youyou... Youyou is fine, but there are some... things that can't be stopped."
After another two strokes, she continued: "It'll be fine... in a moment!"
Ji Tianxin was heartbroken.
Ignoring Ye Zhimeng, she went to coax the child.
Ye Zhimeng opened her mouth.
She didn't want Ji Tianxin to leave anyone behind for her.
I have refused several times before.
But this time... Ji Tianxin probably won't compromise.