Mr. Yan Chasing His Wife: Adorable Baby God Assists

When Shen Lin heard this, her blushing face completely turned even redder.

The red lips hesitated for a long time, opened it, and stammered: "I, I don't have it~"

In order to prove that she didn't think too much at all, Shen Lin strode out of the workshop, and said to Yan Jingzhe behind her freely, "Let's go!"

Yan Jingzhe looked at the little woman in front, with a rare shy look, and a smile that he didn't even notice.

Old Wu was driving, his eyes followed the rearview mirror involuntarily, watching Shen Lin and Yan Wenxuan sitting in the back seat.

The gazes of both of them focused on Yan Wenxuan tacitly, and the scene somehow resembled a harmonious family.Looking at Yan Wenxuan, they suddenly felt each other's gaze, and then raised their heads to look at each other tacitly.

Shen Lin seemed to be struck by a bolt of lightning, she immediately turned her head and turned to look out the window.

Yan Jingzhe didn't feel embarrassed at all.On the contrary, because of Shen Lin's dodge, his eyes were fixed on Shen Lin even more.Even when she turned her head, he looked at Shen Lin's thick black hair and refused to look away, as if he was teasing her on purpose.

Sensing the man's scorching gaze, Shen Lin became even more shy.

Before arriving at Yan Jingzhe's house, the atmosphere in the car was so delicate.

Although Shen Lin is an illegitimate daughter, she has lived in Shen Aoming's house for many years.

Shen Aoming's house is a villa, so Shen Lin is not unfamiliar with the villa, but compared with Yan Jingzhe's house, it is really insignificant.

Yan Jingzhe's family is not in the so-called rich man's villa area, but an independent manor.

For the healthy growth of Yan Wenxuan, Yan Jingzhe chose the suburbs of this city, and artificially increased the greening rate and vegetation richness.

The car drove into the manor and went straight to the main building.

Shen Lin suppressed her desire to look around, hugged Yan Wenxuan, and followed Yan Jingzhe to the little guy's bedroom.

The servants they met along the way bowed to greet them with courtesy and decorum.Although she has experienced a lot of wind and rain, this is the first time for Shen Lin to encounter such a big scene. Although she is still holding the sleeping Yan Wenxuan in her arms, she still tries her best to politely return greetings to every servant who greets her.

Shen Lin wasn't the only one who was surprised and tired.

From the time they entered the door to Yan Wenxuan's bedroom, the servants they encountered along the way, even though they appeared calm on the surface, were full of turmoil in their hearts that made it difficult to be stable.

Whether it is a newcomer who has worked for two or three years, or an old man who has worked for more than ten years, the topic tonight is-Bingshanyan is not cold.Since joining the Yan family, it was the first time to see a woman beside President Yan.

Carefully put Yan Wenxuan on the bed, watched for a long time, and found that Yan Wenxuan did not appear to wake up from crying, Shen Lin's stiff hands and feet could finally be stretched.

With a sigh of relief, she turned to look at Yan Jingzhe: "My mission has been completed, it's time to go back."

Standing aside, watching Yan Jingzhe for a long time, and then at the tired Shen Lin, remained silent.

Shen Lin didn't notice Yan Jingzhe's expression at all, turned and left after speaking.

"Stay here tonight."

Yan Jingzhe's voice was calm, but Shen Lin's whole body trembled when she heard the words.

Pretending not to hear what he said, Shen Lin turned her back to Yan Jingzhe unnaturally, and smiled stiffly, "Well, do you mind if I borrow your driver?"

"mind!"

The answer is simple and straightforward.

Facing Yan Jingzhe like this, Shen Lin didn't know what to say.

"It's too late, the driver needs to rest."

Turning around, Shen Lin frowned and looked at Yan Jingzhe, his face was calm and unwavering.

Justification, nothing misleading and worthy of refutation.

"All right!"

Having nothing to say, Shen Lin had no choice but to agree.

Maybe it was determined that they would stay here, Yan Jingzhe waved his hand lightly, and a servant came in very respectfully.

"Take her to the guest room."

The servant turned around and signaled him to follow him, so Shen Lin could only obediently follow him to the guest room.

"Miss Shen, do you still like this dress?"

the servant asked politely.

Shen Lin glanced at the lace skirt, which looked very feminine, and nodded out of politeness.

"The hot water has been set for you, so you can go to bed early. If you need anything, you can call us on the bedside phone at any time."

After speaking, the servant politely walked out of the room.

Shen Lin looked around the room and looked at the women's supplies that had been prepared. She was more confident in her heart. This was certainly not the first time Yan Jingzhe did such a thing for a woman.

Realizing this, Shen Lin didn't know why, but felt an uncomfortable feeling in her heart.

Caressing her chest indifferently, Shen Lin persuaded herself to let go of those unconscious fantasies, take a bath and sleep.

the next day.

When she was sleeping, Shen Lin always felt an inexplicable heaviness in her chest.

haunted?

Except for the first year in the UK, it felt like it never happened again.

After struggling to open her sleepy eyes, she finally saw the situation in front of her. It was not a ghost, but a small furry head that caught her attention.

The owner of the little head dragged his little body, rolling on her body like a little caterpillar.

Sensing Shen Lin waking up, she raised her little head, and Yan Wenxuan's delicate face was smiling in front of Shen Lin.

"Pretty auntie, are you awake?"

"Yes, Xuanxuan woke up so early?"

Petting Yan Wenxuan's head, Shen Lin's voice was still sleepy.

Yan Wenxuan nodded obediently, curling up Shen Lin's hair with his little fingers.

"Auntie, are you hungry? Dad prepared breakfast!"

The so-called breakfast, in Shen Lin's eyes, porridge is enough.

Seeing Yan Jingzhe's family with only two people, but a long table full of Chinese and Western mixed breakfast, Shen Lin felt a little unbearable.

"So much, isn't it too wasteful?" Shen Lin turned to Yan Wenxuan who was sitting next to her, and asked in a low voice, "Is it usually this much?"

Yan Wenxuan shook his head and said very seriously:

"No, Dad usually eats eggs Benedict and coffee, and I eat omelette eggs and milk."

Even the recipes are very detailed, it seems that everyday life is really simple, but why is it like this today?

Shen Lin, looking at the breakfast table, felt a chill hit her face.

"Dad doesn't know what you like to eat, so he is prepared."

Yan Wenxuan spoke innocently, but of course, Shen Lin was even more embarrassed.

She took a closer look at Yan Jingzhe who was sitting on the main seat, but she didn't expect this man to do such a thing.

Yan Jingzhe didn't refute or admit it, and started to eat breakfast by himself.

Shen Lin looked at him, not interested in asking more questions, lowered her head, and began to chew slowly.

After breakfast, the three got into the car together under Old Wu's surprised gaze.

The two of them, like ordinary parents, first sent Yan Wenxuan to kindergarten.

Yan Wenxuan has never shown such a happy expression. From going out in the morning to kindergarten, he smiled at everyone.Seeing everything, Yan Jingzhe had to pay attention to Yan Wenxuan's "mother's needs" again.

Yan Jingzhe and Shen Lin who bid farewell to Yan Wenxuan, without his "lubricant", kept silent all the way until the car stopped in front of Shen Lin's studio.

"If the studio is officially completed, it will be necessary to hold a press conference and officially announce everything."

Literally understood, this sentence sounds cold and hard, but there is a very obvious questioning meaning in the tone.

Shen Lin looked at Yan Jingzhe's calm Bingshan face, a little surprised, wondering if this was her hallucination.

"Can you do it?"

Maybe Shen Lin's thinking was dragged on for too long, and he became a little impatient, so Yan Jingzhe added another question.

"This is a signal for Yan's entry into the jewelry industry, so the press conference will naturally be held." After a pause, Shen Lin continued: "The studio can announce, as for me, forget it! I'm just a small designer. "

Although Shen Lin's words were very tactful, Yan Jingzhe couldn't help frowning.

The two were silent for a while, when Shen Lin felt the embarrassment in the air was rising, Yan Jingzhe finally spoke,

"Well, if you think so then so be it!"

Shen Lin was stunned by the fact that Yan Jingzhe suddenly accepted her opinion. Seeing a sudden smile flashed in Yan Jingzhe's eyes, she looked like a frightened rabbit as if she had been shocked by an electric shock.After a hasty goodbye, she slammed the door shut.

Yan Jingzhe, who was sitting in the car, still had a smile on his lips, and told the driver, Old Wu, "Go back to the company."

After returning from Yan Jingzhe Manor, Shen Lin didn't have much nostalgia for that night.

No matter how good the condition of the manor is, it belongs to the Yan family and has nothing to do with him.If they are proud of having been to the manor or have nostalgia for that environment, it will only make them unable to see their true selves.

Regarding the development of the studio, although Shen Lin doesn't like socializing with people, she has gradually started to contact more domestic fashion people.

In the colorful world of fashion, there are different shows and receptions almost every day.

In the four years of living in the UK, Shen Lin has learned the most delicate thing, that is, under the condition of shielding her self-feeling, she can freely retract and release in the crowd with false enthusiasm.

In Zhou Bosong's impression, Shen Lin was still that shy female school girl who couldn't express herself.Even if he only saw it once, he saw the change in Shen Lin.

But now, among a group of handsome men and beautiful women, Shen Lin is still dazzling, and can even be said to be the center surrounded by everyone. handsome men and beautiful women laughing at each other.

No matter how you move your hands, they are full of attraction, like a huge magnetic field, or even a vortex.

She smiled, her brows curled provocatively, but without a hint of kitsch.

These things were safe for Shen Lin in the past, but they were what Zhou Bosong wanted most as a man.

Beautiful and self-contained, surrounded by stars and moons.

That was something he had never seen before.