Did the female supporting role get rich today [Quick Transmigration]

kitchen.

Mother Ling: "Chenchen, did Qing and the others say when they will be home?"

Ye Xichen: "It should be soon. When she sent me a message, she said that she was already on the highway."

"That's okay, I'm afraid of traffic jams."

Ling's mother pushed Ye Xichen and drove her out, "We'll fry the vegetarian dishes after they come back. I've been busy all morning, so go take a rest first."

"Yeah, don't compete with me for the job of cooking later, give me a chance to show off."

Not long after the two sat down on the sofa, they heard a familiar voice.

Ye Xichen put down her phone and ran to the door immediately, with a big smile on her face.

"Auntie was still saying just now that she was afraid that you would be stuck in traffic."

"It's okay today, there's not much traffic." Ling Qinghe took her hand and stood with her at the door.

Not far away, a petite beauty is walking towards here with a child in her arms.

The visitor has neat short hair, a simple and casual racerback vest, and a pair of smoky gray pleated trousers, as if bringing the British style from the spring and summer show to this place.

"Xichen! Long time no see!"

"It's been a long time. It's been three years since you went to England."

Ye Xichen's eyes fell on Lin Ruowan's feet.

In the previous impression, the ladies and ladies were wearing stiletto heels and wearing lace dresses, but now they were wearing a pair of dark brown flat loafers on their feet.The pleated trousers were also rolled up twice, exposing a section of ankle.

As if seeing what Ye Xichen was thinking, Lin Ruowan smiled again and shook her hair.

"How about it? Look good in this outfit! Dressed like this, you can do everything conveniently, and you can walk two minutes faster than others."

"It's beautiful!" Ye Xichen praised without hesitation.

There are not many small people who can wear British style like this.

However, good-looking is good-looking, but the image is so different from three years ago that Ye Xichen was so shocked that she didn't realize that this was actually the heroine.

Lin Ruowan didn't care about her surprise.She waved the child's little hand and taught her to speak, "An'an, call me Auntie, this is Aunt Xichen."

The corner of Ye Xichen's mouth twitched, did she reach the seniority of an aunt so soon?

The little girl is not afraid of life, she speaks clearly, and her milk voice is very cute, "Auntie~"

Ye Xichen teased her little paw, "An An is so good~"

Forget it, auntie is auntie, and it should be the age to be called auntie.

The two teased the child and walked into the house, only then did Ye Xichen notice that there was a tail behind Lin Ruowan.

A man whose upper body was tightly wrapped in a black shirt was pushing a stroller behind her.

It was the hero Ling Weiyan!

For a while, Ye Xichen was also stunned.But the visitor is a guest, so she can only squeeze out a smile mechanically.

"Xichen, long time no see." Ling Weiyan pursed his lips, with a faint smile on his face.

"Come in, Ruowan is very tired holding the baby."

Leaving this sentence behind, Ye Xichen ignored him and followed Qinghe into the living room.

She always felt that the male and female protagonists were weird, and their images and mental states had undergone earth-shaking changes.

Lin Ruowan, who used to be weak and gentle, now looks like a free and easy strong woman; Ling Weiyan, who used to be confident and affectionate, now looks a little... soft?

I must be crazy, Ye Xichen thought, otherwise why would she want to use the word submissive to describe the hero?

In the living room, Mother Ling and Lin Ruowan had a happy chat.

"Hey! This is An'an, she looks so good! Did you spend a lot of energy?"

"I didn't bother too much. Mom helped me take care of her. I spend most of my time at school, so I don't have time to take care of her." The mother Lin Ruowan refers to naturally refers to Ling Weiyan's biological mother.

Ling's mother was surprised now, with suspicion in her tone.

"An'an was brought by your mother?"

"Yes, she is freelance and has more free time than me."

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, your mother..." In the middle of speaking, Ling's mother suddenly remembered that someone else's biological son was still here, and stopped talking immediately.

Ye Xichen suppressed a smile in her heart, Mother Ling was always gentle and kind, it was rare to see her complaining about others.In the end, there was finally someone who wanted to complain, but because his son was at the scene, he couldn't complain in person.

Seeing that Ling's mother started the conversation, the hero and heroine also chatted with Ling's father and Ling's mother respectively, and Ye Xichen slipped to the kitchen.

"Why did you follow in, get out!" Ye Xichen waved his hand to push Ling Qinghe who followed in.

"Two people together, move faster."

Ling Qinghe didn't leave, washed his hands under the tap, and turned on the gas stove while talking.

"You drove for so long..." Ye Xichen felt helpless, she wanted her to rest for a while.

Ling Qinghe knew what she was thinking, turned her head away, and rubbed her chin on the top of her head, "Good boy~ I want to stay with you." It was just cooking, and she was afraid that Ye Xichen would be tired.

Soon, the dishes and dishes were set on the table.

"Dinner is ready~" Ye Xichen yelled towards the living room while placing her chopsticks.

Ling's father and his wife, Ling Qing and the two, plus Lin Ruowan and Ling Weiyan, just filled the dinner table.

They ate and chatted, listening to Lin Ruowan talk about her life in England in the past few years.

Mother Ling: "So, when you come back this time, are you going to leave?"

Lin Ruowan: "Well, I'm not going to leave for the time being. I've already got my postgraduate degree. When I come back this time, I plan to go back to my company to experience some experience, but I don't rule out continuing my studies in the future."

Mother Ling: "What about An An?"

Lin Ruowan glanced at the child sitting on the baby chair.

"An'an has also reached the age of entering kindergarten, so you don't have to worry as much as before, just ask a nanny to take her with you."

"How can this be done?" As soon as Ling's mother spoke, Ling Weiyan, who had been silent all this time, also changed his face.

Ling Weiyan hesitated to speak, but said firmly, "An'an, I'll bring it!"

Hearing what he said, except for Lin Ruowan, the other people at the table were surprised.

Ye Xichen couldn't hold back, "Are you bringing it?"

It's not that she doesn't believe in Ling Weiyan.

However, although Lin Ruowan and him already had a child, and the Ling family had always hoped that they would get married as soon as possible, Lin Ruowan never let go, and the two of them were always so unclear.

The two who haven't received a marriage certificate until now, the handling of the issue of children is likely to be directly related to the future relationship between the two.

Besides, without proof of legal relationship, it would be a bit inappropriate for Ling Weiyan to take care of this child.

"You are a big man, do you know how to take care of children?" Mother Ling was the first to show disapproval.

"I will take it!" Ling Weiyan's expression was firm and a little nervous.

"When I was in England, I learned a lot from my mother, and now An'an is used to me taking care of her." After speaking, he glanced in Lin Ruowan's direction with a sincere look in his eyes.

Lin Ruowan didn't speak, but Ling's father stared at Ling Weiyan, and said to him, "You've been graduating for several years, and you didn't say you came to the company to learn more. You just took the children. Who will take over the Ling family?"

"Isn't there still you and my dad..." Ling Weiyan was not very confident.

Papa Ling was so angry that he almost patted the table.

"Rely on me and your dad! How old are your dad and I? You young people don't know how to work hard. Who will rely on the Ling family in the future?"

"Acting school!" Hearing Papa Ling's words, Ye Xichen held back a laugh in his heart again.

Looking at the situation, people who didn't know would think that Papa Ling valued Ling Weiyan so much!But in fact, only Ye Xichen and the others knew that Papa Ling told them yesterday that his nephew had been studying for nothing for so many years, and he would not hand over the company to anyone.

Ye Xichen ate with her face buried in order not to let her laugh out loud.

"Second Uncle, you know that I'm not the material...it's really not good, I can hand it over to Ruowan and Qinghe in the future." Ling Weiyan hesitated.

Ling Qinghe said calmly, "Don't push it to me, the old man has already said, there will be no place for me in Ling's Group from now on."

She still wants to spend more time with Xichen and Ling's mother, Ling's father. Why can't she figure it out and go to the family business to waste time with a lot of relatives?

Father Ling didn't comment on his nephew and daughter's thoughts, but turned to look at Lin Ruowan.

"Xiao Wan, what do you say? You and Wei Yan, there must be someone who takes this responsibility."

Lin Ruowan had a smile on her face, but said words of rejection in her mouth.

"Uncle, you are joking. We are not married. Besides, my dad still needs my help. He wants to retire every day!"

"You can't say that. You are just waiting for a ceremony. You can get the certificate anytime. Whether it is us or the rest of the Ling family, they have already regarded you as our Ling family."

Lin Ruowan didn't speak this time, but just smiled.

"Oh, you young people!" Papa Ling looked a little disappointed, sighed, and said, "You just returned to China, so you can adapt for a while, but the Ling Group has left you a long time ago. Alright location, when do you figure it out, come when.”

Seeing Lin Ruowan still wanting to refuse again, Papa Ling waved his hand.

"We, the older generation, don't get involved in your young people's affairs, as long as you are happy. It's just that the Ling Group has been the work of the old man for so many years. He values ​​you so much. I believe you can't bear to let him have no successors. " Back then, when the two were still dating, Mr. Ling regarded Lin Ruowan as his future granddaughter-in-law.

After saying these words, the rejection on Lin Ruowan's expression was no longer so obvious, and she said in a gentle tone, "Grandpa Ling is in charge of the company, and you and Uncle Ling are escorting the Ling family, so why is there a shortage of people?

I don't know anything now, and I'm just talking on paper. Even if I really go, I won't be of much help.

Let's talk about other things when I really become a teacher from my father in the future. "

Papa Ling nodded and did not continue this topic.

……

After dinner.

Lin Ruowan and the others stayed in the living room to chat.

Ye Xichen and Ling Qinghe sat on the small wooden table in the courtyard, with a large plate of small cherries in front of them.

Ye Xichen chose a big and red one, put it into Ling Qinghe's mouth, and saw her frowning as expected.

"Haha sour?"

"A little."

"Is it only a little sour? Do you want another one?" Ye Xichen took another one and fed it into her mouth.

"Eat it yourself." Ling Qinghe was helpless, knowing that she didn't like sour food, the little villain still played tricks on people.

Ye Xichen laughed, and threw the cherry into her mouth, she thought it was delicious.

The temperature rises earlier this year. There are two cherry trees in the yard. Before May, they are covered with small red cherries, which are sweet and sour and very delicious.

In the morning, Ling Qinghe drove to the airport to pick up people, while Ye Xichen and Ling's mother picked cherries in the yard.

Probably because of the variety, the cherries produced by this tree look very red in color but have a tart taste.

Ye Xichen planned to make them into cherry sauce.

The two held straws, stuffed them in from the bottom of the cherries, one by one, and slowly pushed the cherries out.

"The last one left!"

Ye Xichen twisted her sore neck, picked up the last unpitted cherry on the plate, held it and shook it in front of Ling Qinghe.

"Are you really not going to eat it? If you don't eat it, you will be gone!"

Ling Qinghe smiled and didn't speak.

"Ah~ let's eat~ it's the last one!" Ye Xichen coaxed her, and handed the cherry to her mouth like feeding a child.

Ling Qinghe had no choice but to open his mouth to catch it.

2 minute later.

Ye Xichen was short of breath, "Aunt and uncle are still here!"

Ling Qinghe patted her head and kissed her again.

"They're in the living room, they can't see here."