Because of the temporary changes to the agreement, Zheng Pianqing did not send the agreement to Zhou Yi that afternoon.
After Zhou Yi and San San said a few words, they looked at Zheng Pianqing. Although he didn't ask directly, Zheng Pianqing understood the meaning of his eyes.
"Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow." She gave a brief reply.
Zhou Yi nodded, "Okay, I understand."
"Hey, Uncle Zhou, what's wrong with your arm?" Sansan suddenly pointed at Zhou Yi's arm and asked.
Hearing this, Zheng Pianqian subconsciously looked over following Sansan's voice. What caught her eye was a red mark on Zhou Yi's forearm, about ten centimeters long. It was quite large and looked like a burn.
"It's okay, I did it accidentally." Zhou Yi didn't explain much.
But Sansan was very worried and kept staring at the injury, "Does it hurt?"
Zhou Yi smiled happily and raised his hand to rub her hair, "It was quite painful at first, but it stopped hurting after hearing our Sansan's concern."
Zheng Pianqian stood nearby and clearly heard Zhou Yi's words - to be honest, every time she heard Zhou Yi express this to San San, she would be a little envious of his shamelessness, because she really said no Say something like this.
Although doing is more important than talking, if you can talk, you can magnify what you do several times.
Zhou Yi was originally going to come to Zheng Pianqing to sign an agreement today. He heard that the contract was not good, so he said a few words to Sansan and then watched the mother and daughter get into the car.
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Recently, Zheng Pianying has been sleeping with Sansan.
Before going to bed at night, mother and daughter would chat for a while.
San San hadn't seen Qin Lie for a while. After thinking about it, she became concerned about Zheng Pian Ting's feelings: "Mom, why didn't Uncle Qin come to see you?"
This was the first time Zheng Pianqian heard Sansan take the initiative to ask Qin Lie, "Do you miss him?"
Sansan pursed her lips, "No, I just want him to accompany you, which will make you happier."
Zheng Pianqing decided to tell the truth to Sansan: "He will never come here again."
Sansan was stunned for a moment, and then she realized something after a few seconds, "Have you... broken up?"
Zheng Pianqing nodded.
Sansan: "Why? Did you quarrel?"
Zheng Pianqing: "There was no quarrel."
Sansan: "Then why did they break up?"
Zheng Pianqing: "Because it's inappropriate."
This abstract concept was not easy to explain to Sansan, so Zheng Pianxi expressed it to her in another way: "Just like you want to eat donuts, I want to eat salad."
Sansan: "But I can also eat salad for my mother."
Zheng Pianqing: "You can eat salad for me, but can you never eat donuts for the rest of your life?"
Sansan was silent.
Donuts are so delicious, it’s impossible not to eat them for the rest of your life.
"So," Zheng Pianqing stroked Sansan's hair, "if you were asked to eat salad forever and give up donuts, would you feel aggrieved?"
Sansan nodded, "I'm super aggrieved."
Zheng Pianqing: "Uncle Qin is going to find his donuts. He will be very happy."
Sansan nodded as if she understood. She stared at Zheng Pianqing's face and observed it carefully. After making sure that she was not sad about this incident, she continued to the next topic: "Mom, will you find a new boyfriend? "
Zheng Pianqing: "No way."
Sansan thought for a while, "Mom, are you not looking for a boyfriend because of me?"
Zheng Pianqing was surprised that Sansan would ask such a question.
Although Sansan had not clearly expressed her wish not to find a boyfriend before, Zheng Pianqing felt that in her heart she still wanted to have her mother's attention exclusively. After all, she was only a child under six years old.
"Do you want me to look for it?" Zheng Pianqing asked her.
Sansan took Zheng Pianqing's right hand with two hands, raised her head, and looked at her seriously with big eyes: "I just hope that my mother can be happy and be herself."
"The teacher said that mom is not only a mom, but also the protagonist of her own life. She should have her own hobbies and pursuits, and do things that make her happy~"
"I love my mother, and my mother must love herself too. I will always support you." After saying these words, Sansan stood up and came to Zheng Pianqing's face for a kiss.
When Zheng Pianqian heard Sansan say the previous words, tears were already welling up in her eyes. When she finished the kiss, the tears fell uncontrollably.
Zheng Pianqian was so choked that she couldn't speak. She could only raise her hands and hold Sansan tightly in her arms.
In the past few months, she would always be happy. Fortunately, she was left behind. Fortunately, the Zheng family had enough ability to give her a good life and top educational resources. She deserved everything.
Sansan leaned in Zheng Pianqing's arms obediently. Although the hug was a little tight, she didn't show any impatience.
It wasn't until Zheng Pianqing slowly relaxed her strength that Sansan continued to ask her, "Mom, is there anything you like to do?"
Hearing this question, those familiar scenes immediately flashed through Zheng Pianqing's mind.
Studio, easel, exhibition... Sansan was right, she should do things that make her happy.
"Yes." Zheng Pianqing wiped her wet eyes, "I like painting."
Sansan immediately remembered the oil painting Zheng Pianqing gave her before, "Mom is very good at painting. You can be a painter."
Sansan's "painter" rhetoric was a bit naive, but it did make Zheng Pian arouse her ambition - she should find something to do, not necessarily to achieve something, at least to let Sansan see that she was Live life with positivity and optimism.
In the future, when she talks about her mother, she can proudly say that her mother is doing something she likes, rather than doing nothing.
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The agreement was revised the next day, but Zhou Yi did not show up for several days.
Zheng Pianqing saw that Sansan didn't have any emotional ups and downs because of Zhou Yi's appearance, so she didn't ask too much and just pretended that it had never happened.
It wasn't until Friday that Zhou Yi finally appeared again.
When he came over, Sansan hadn't finished school yet. After Zheng Pianqing saw his figure, she glanced at him lightly without any intention of speaking.
Zhou Yi didn't mind, he walked to her and stopped, "Have you brought the agreement?"
Zheng Pianqian turned her head and winked at Ah Jiu. Ah Jiu quickly understood and handed the agreement and pen to Zhou Yi after a few minutes.
Before signing, Zhou Yi read the contents of the contract carefully.
After seeing Zheng Pianqian's new entry, Zhou Yi couldn't help but frowned.
He raised his head and looked at Zheng Pianqing opposite: "It seems that we didn't talk about this when we talked that day."
Zheng Pianqing: "You promised my brother about this matter."
Her voice was not high, but her tone was strong.
Zhou Yi lowered his head and stared at the agreement for a long time, and finally signed the signature.
After Ah Jiu took the contract from Zhou Yi, he got in the car.
Not long after, Sansan walked out of the school gate with her schoolbag on her back.
After seeing Zhou Yi, she smiled in surprise: "Uncle Zhou, are you done?"
Zhou Yi hugged Sansan and said, "Yes, how about taking you to play tennis tomorrow?"
