The chaebol's little wife: Uncle, you are going to spoil me!

Finally, he drove to the back door and saw that his mother was not inside. He still didn't give up and looked for his father's cell phone to call his mother home.

Yan Zhenyu hugged the two children in his arms, went out with a smile, sat on the shuttle bus, stopped halfway, and called his wife with his mobile phone.

Sometimes it feels strange. I spend more time with my two children, but when they haven’t seen Xiaowan late for a day, they will cling to me for mom.

Gu Nuannuan's words have come true, "In a family, neither the father nor the mother is irreplaceable." Even if the mother is as brave as a soldier and takes on the father's role of taking care of the children, for the children, the mother is not the father and cannot be replaced. And vice versa.

The phone rang a few times. The assistant knocked on the door of the reception room and went in. He whispered something in Xing Wanye's ear. She nodded and waved without replying, continuing with the conversation.

Yan Zhenyu's phone rang several times but no one answered. She looked at her children and said, "Wanwan said she was busy and will be back to see Xingmo and Xingjue soon."

"Dad, how long is a while?" Xing Mo asked.

Yan Zhenyu: "...Does it have to be specific about the time?"

The daughter doesn’t know how to tell time. “After dinner, Wanwan will go home.”

On the way, I met Xing Wanye’s grandparents who were living happily in their own school campus. They had built a fence with bamboo strips and planted fruits and vegetables within the area. It didn’t occupy the lawn outside and was more beautiful, looking more like a small courtyard.

The kitchen, bedroom and living room of the two elders are all on the first floor, which is very open from north to south. There are many water pipes in the yard, which can be used as shower heads by plugging them in, making it convenient to move around.

They have always cooked for themselves, as they are not used to all the dishes and the feeling of being served by servants. In this nursing home, the two old people live a fulfilling and happy life every day. They can also see their two children every day. When their granddaughter gets off work in the evening, she will visit them halfway before going home.

The two elders were going to have dinner today, so Yan Zhenyu took the two children over.

"Go find grandpa and grandma and see if the tomatoes in the field are red. If they are, pick some for them."

The two children were standing at the edge of the field. Xing Mo, wearing a skirt, looked inside and only took action when she aimed at the tomatoes.

Xingjue went to the side, squatted down, and patted the watermelons in the field with her little hands.

The two elders came out and said, "Zhenyu, why are you the only one with the children? Where is Wanwan?"

"I was out entertaining guests and hadn't gotten off work yet. The two of them wanted to pick Wanwan up from get off work, so I drove them over."

"Come in, come in. You must not have eaten at home yet. Grandpa and grandma just happened to have prepared some. Wanwan will be back soon. Today we have her favorite omelet."

The meal prepared by the old man at home was just enough for two people, and Yan Zhenyu did not intend to stay. Unexpectedly, his grandfather had already stood up and went to the kitchen to make pancakes.

After failing to refuse, Yan Zhenyu said, "Grandpa, make less. Xingmo Xingjue can't eat much. Save the rest for her when Wanwan comes back from get off work." Xing Wanye's focus tonight is definitely not on eating.

Xiao Xingmo pulled more tomatoes than the naked eye could see, "Old lady, it's done."

The old grandmother walked over and took a look, "Oh, it's so red again."

Children are small, so they look up and see more tomatoes than adults.

"Hurry up and make another plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes for Xiao Xingmo." The old grandmother saw Xingjue patting the watermelon again, "Which one do you want to eat, Xiao Xingjue? I'll pick it up for you."

Five minutes later, the two children were eating in the dining room of their grandmother's house, which was brightly lit.

"We don't eat the ready-made food at home, so we eat it all when we come to grandma's house." Yan Zhenyu said with a smile.

The old grandfather gave the best egg pancake to Xiao Xingmo, "Be careful with the heat. Xiao Xingmo has a poor appetite just like Wanwan when she was a child, so she likes to eat these easy-to-chew pancakes."

"One moment you say you have a poor appetite, the next moment you say your child has bad teeth. You just mean that your child likes to eat soft biscuits." The old grandmother also gave one to her great-grandson, "Come and have some millet soup. You will be back soon after you are full."

At eight o'clock, the Star City Lord was the first to walk out of the City Lord's exclusive reception restaurant and stood at the door, with many reporters around him taking pictures.

By the time she got home, it was almost nine o'clock, but fortunately it was quite close to her home.

Traffic was smooth along the way. Xing Wanye later realized that Yan Zhenyu was a real genius. No matter what industry or field, as long as he focused on it, he could master it.

The traffic design at that time was also convenient. Xing Wanye did not say who she admired, but she knew very well in her heart that the man she admired was already married to him.

So Xing Wanye was very happy. She looked forward to going home from get off work every day to see the father and his two sons waiting for her, as well as the man whom she admired and loved a little.

When she was sleeping at night with Yan Zhenyu, she sometimes couldn't help but get closer to him.

She called back with a sweet smile on her face, "Mr. Yan, you called me?"

"it's over?"

"Yeah, the conversation went well. I'm on my way home, and it'll be less than ten minutes before I reach our front door. When you called me, there were media reporters at the scene, so it was inconvenient for me to answer the call, but I know the two kids miss me."

Yan Zhenyu knew that his wife was having a discussion, and that she always had her own people around her, so he would not disturb her at that critical moment.

The only reason they call her is because the children want their mom to come home, or they want to urge her to go back earlier.

"We are at grandpa and grandma's place, come directly over when you get home."

Upon learning that Xing Wanye had gotten off work, the old man hurriedly got up to heat up the rice and spread the pancakes. Yan Zhenyu also took a plate and cut watermelon cubes for his wife.

"Oh, it's so happy to come back tonight. Xingmo and Xingjue went to the yard to pick cucumbers for mom. You were inside giving her watermelon to eat without the skin. I was heating up rice and dishes for her, and your grandpa was making pancakes for her." Xingwanye's grandmother muttered and said with a smile, "She came back to eat."

Yan Zhenyu put it away and said, "Wanwan is the pillar of our family."

All three of them smiled.

The car lights in the yard lit up for a moment, then went out as they moved over. "Xing Mo Xing Jue, what are you doing?"

"Mom~" "Mom"

Yan Zhenyu carried the plate to the living room. There was a door curtain now, mainly to block mosquitoes.

Xing Wanye was at the sink in the vegetable garden, holding the two children's hands and washing them. "Mom will wash the cucumbers herself. You two can go inside and ask your dad to put some medicine on your bodies. The mosquitoes are biting you two."

Both children clung to their mother's clothes and refused to let go.

"Zhenyu, come here for a moment."

Yan Zhenyu went out.

I thought I asked him to hold the children, but it turned out that Xing Wanye handed him the cucumber. She used her arms to hold her children with some effort.

Well, the way mom holds me isn’t as comfortable as dad’s, and it’s quite tight.

"You two come down, Wanwan is still wearing high heels."