The real boss is the pet of the wealthy small group

Looking at his daughter's back as if fleeing away, the dark cloud between Ji Huanyu's brows thickened a bit.

After his Meng Bao came home, he has become more and more sunny and lively, and he is also very caring.

But as soon as they got out of the car, Meng Bao ran away, unwilling to stay with them for even a second.

Was Lemon Bao frightened?

Ji Huanyu felt that he must have a good talk with Lin Wan, but Lin Wan moved very quickly, went upstairs without looking back, and locked himself in the bathroom and locked the door.

There was a sound of running water, and she didn't know whether she was washing or crying through the sound of the water.

Ji Huanyu tore open two shirt holes, and paced around the door restlessly.

It's really ironic when you think about it, in order to win Lin Wan's sympathy, Lin Ya has always pretended that she has depression and mania, but who would have known that Lin Wan, who was really stimulated and caused depression, pretended to be indifferent.

Fear of irritating his wife and making her unhappy was also the reason why Ji Huanyu tolerated Lin Ya and Lin Siyao again and again.

Now the wife finally became startled because of Meng Bao, and drew a clear line with the mother and daughter, but something even more worrying happened.

My wife seems to be caught in her own emotions and can't extricate herself!

Before, Lin Ya became her stand-in and was insulted by many people, and then she fell ill, and then the lemon treasure was stolen, Grandma Ji seemed to be stimulated by this, and induced Alzheimer's disease...

All of this made Lin Wan deeply blame herself and couldn't get rid of it, so she fell into depression.

She suspended the work she was doing, shelved the scheduled art exhibition, and stayed at home all day, depressed, unable to get excited about anything.

During that time, the young Jing Yue hadn't gone to school yet, and spent almost every day with Lin Wan.

The little boy in this age group was originally very naughty, but after he found out that his mother was unhappy, he became a lot more obedient, and like Meng Bao, he tried to make his mother happy again and again.

But he found that no matter how obedient he is or how he plays tricks, his mother is not happy.

The child's mind will not be bent, and as time goes by, Jing Yue feels that his mother must be unhappy because of him, so he treats her mother even harder.

He followed Lin Wan like a little tail all day long, and obeyed her.

At that time, Ji Huanyu was expanding his business, running all over the world, he was too busy, and he had to find time to visit Grandpa Ji and Grandma Ji in Switzerland.

Ji Jingyue has changed from a naughty boy who would go to the house without a fight every day to a mama boy who is shockingly obedient.

Lin Wan adjusted herself slowly and recovered, but Ji Jingyue did not.

Because during that time Lin Wan always sat there all afternoon covering her heart without making a sound.

Jing Yue was still young, so he thought it was a heart attack. He stubbornly believed that his mother would have the attack because he was not good.

He would watch over his mother, and from time to time he put his fingers under her nose in fear, and would breathe a sigh of relief when he felt the breath.

Ji Huanyu tried to communicate with his younger son, telling him that it was not his fault, and even asked his second son Ji Jingchen to give him psychological counseling.

Regrettably, with little success.

Ji Jingyue has already built a wall in her heart, and there is a little person who blames herself inside, guarding her mother almost paranoidly.

Because Lin Wan said that "mother likes children who love to learn", Mingming Ji Jingyue showed interest in acting and amazing talent since she was a child, but she rejected the olive branch from the big director without hesitation, and studied very self-disciplined every day , and finally went straight to Ruilin Primary School.

Later, because I wanted to pass Han Ziqian's exam and make my mother proud, I crammed my time with make-up classes every weekend.

He is restrained and hardworking, not like a seven or eight-year-old child at all, and even an adult can't compare to this kind of self-control.

But Ji Huanyu could feel that Jing Yue was too tense, he was like a time bomb that would explode at any time.

Jingyue was already like this, judging from Meng Bao's reaction just now, she seemed to have the same signs.

Ji Huanyu put his broad palm on his forehead and pinched it wearily.

In terms of being in charge of the Ji family, he strategized and killed decisively. There has never been a city barrier that he cannot conquer.

But when it comes to family affairs, he feels like a rookie. Although he is extremely anxious, he can only flap his wings in vain. He can't fly high or far, and is useless.

Just as Ji Huanyu was thinking, there was a "dong dong" knock on the bedroom door.

Gently, with a rhythm, like a little squirrel knocking on a glass window.

"Mom and Dad, can Mengbao come in?"

With the sound of his daughter's milky voice, Ji Huanyu's brows relaxed a lot in an instant, and he walked over to open the door with his long legs.

Little Meng Bao's eyes were shining with joy, his little hands were still behind his back, and he had a mysterious look on his face, just like a little squirrel hiding a little hazelnut.

Ji Huanyu smiled: "What good thing is Meng Bao holding?"

It is said that his daughter is a little padded jacket, but he feels that her daughter is more like the sweetest candy, which makes him feel no bitterness in his heart, leaving only the sweet milk fragrance, which is refreshing.

"This is a gift from Meng Bao to my mother, I have to show it to my mother first." Meng Bao said solemnly, and stretched his little head forward, "Hey, where is mother?"

"Mom is in the bathroom, Mengbao can knock on the door."

Meng Bao hesitated: "Will this disturb Mom?"

"No, if Mengbao didn't tell mom, how would she know you're here? Dad also wants to see what kind of gift it is."

Hmph, he wouldn't say he was jealous.

The daughter gave a gift for the first time, but it was not for him!Hey, the cheeks are really sour.

Encouraged by his father, Mengbao knocked on the door, put one hand around his mouth in the shape of a small trumpet: "Mom, Mengbao has a gift for you!"

Lin Wan was sitting in the bathroom crying with the faucet turned on. When she heard her daughter's voice, she didn't answer right away. Instead, she quickly adjusted her mood and got up to wash her face. Although her eyes were a little red, she looked normal overall.

After checking, she turned off the faucet, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and opened the door.

"Meng Bao, Mom got sand in her eyes just now, and she's washing her face."

[This reason should be able to deceive five or six-year-old children. If Meng Bao knows, I, a mother, will hide and cry quietly, how embarrassing...]

Meng Bao nodded vigorously: "Meng Bao knows, mom must have sand in her eyes, definitely not crying, definitely not crying!"

She said it twice very sweetly, so that my mother should be able to believe that she didn't know, so she wouldn't feel ashamed!

Lin Wan: "..."

It's a bit embarrassing, so let's quickly change the subject.

"Meng Bao, you said you have a gift for your mother?"

"Yes yes yes!"

Meng Bao said happily, and hurriedly handed a card hidden behind her back to Lin Wan with both hands like offering a treasure.

Lin Wan took the postcard-sized card.

On the card, a cute little angel is sitting on the cloud and looking down, and on the sunny grass, there is a young woman with gentle eyebrows who just raised her head and looked in the direction of the little angel, her eyes meeting together.

This postcard does not know what kind of craftsmanship is used. It doesn't look like it was printed at all. Instead, it has a sense of reality that has just been hand-painted.

Lin Wan is a calligrapher and painter, specializing in traditional Chinese painting, but art is interlinked. She can tell at a glance that the person who painted the postcard is very spiritual.

Seeing the beautiful artwork, Lin Wan's mood was really relaxed, and her smile was sincere.

Looking carefully at the gift from Mengbao, she found a bright spot: "I know why Mengbao gave this postcard to mother."