Chapter Three Hundred and Nineteen Big Hand Holding Small Hand
There is such a tacit understanding between the two, and they are so familiar with each other, that even she (he) themselves are very surprised.
"I still have a lot to say..." Xiao Yan looked at her and said sincerely, "However, I want to wait for you to finish the show, and then I'll talk about it."
Although Nalan Yanran didn't know what Xiao Yan wanted to say, she hugged her daughter and nodded.
At this time, Xiao Yan said to Jiajia: "Jiajia, be obedient, mother is going to work, we will have a good reunion with mother at night."
Reunion?
This word made Nalan Yanran feel a little dazed. Before she knew it, the two had gone through too much, and they had gone through too many roads. Now that they are reunited, can they really go back to the beginning?
"Um…"
Jiajia nodded obediently, then with tears in her eyes, she returned to her father reluctantly.
Nalan Zhao in the distance seemed to have noticed this scene. He drove over. When Nalan Yanran was about to get into the car, she suddenly couldn't help but ask, "Xiao Yan, did you write the book "Breaking the Sky"?"
Nalan Yanran needs Xiao Yan to admit it himself.
I got confirmation from my cousin Ouyang Xiaoxiao before, but now Nalan Yanran wants to hear Xiao Yan speak.
At this time, Nalanzhao, who was driving, also showed his head. He greeted Jiajia with a smile, and then looked at Xiao Yan with a complicated expression.
Xiao Yan touched his nose embarrassedly, and then nodded. "Yes, I wrote it."
"..."
"..."
As soon as these words fell, Nalan Yanran and Nalan Zhao, who were both silent, were bound to be left behind.
Nalan Yanran opened her tender mouth, hesitantly seemed to want to ask Xiao Yan why she wrote her like that?
But after thinking about it, I still didn't ask.
Finally, he left in Nalanzhao's car.
…
"Dad, aren't we going with you?"
Jiajia's eyes were filled with tears, and there were still tears on her cheeks.
Xiao Yan had just seen Nalanyan's turbulent heart, but he still did not calm down, but he pretended to be calm on the surface, he squatted down, gently wiped the tears from his daughter's face, and said softly, "Mom may have the last day today. The intense rehearsal, we don't bother her, we go in with tickets at night and watch my mother live."
"Oh…"
Jiajia nodded sensible.
Afterwards, Jiajia also sobbed her little nose and asked, "Then Dad, what are we going to do next?"
Xiao Yan stood up and thought about it seriously. "Let's go play."
"Okay, okay~"
Jiajia was immediately happy.
…
Xiao Yan turned his head and looked at the community behind him with a very complicated look. If there was no divorce, his mother-in-law's family would definitely visit.
But now, he really has no face to go, and he doesn't know what to say after he goes, even Xiao Yan suspects that his mother-in-law will drive him out directly with a frying pan.
In this way, big hand holding small hand, Xiao Yan left with his daughter.
Next, the city's amusement parks, parks, children's playgrounds, etc., are where the father and daughter go to play.
Although Xiao Yan has not made a fortune yet, he still has a few thousand yuan in his hand. If he doesn't play the very expensive ones, it is very comfortable to play with a few hundred yuan.
Mainly in a good mood...
Because after Xiao Yan met Nalan Yanran today, he could almost be more certain that Nalan Yanran must have him in his heart. As long as he works harder, having Nalan Yanran again is not a dream.
When Jiajia saw her mother, she was naturally very happy, and her laughter was unrestrained when she was playing.
The father and daughter are both very good-looking, and many passersby can't help but pay attention.
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Nalan Yanran's side, Nalan Zhao first drove her to the company.
Seeing Nalan Yanran looking out of the car window, not knowing what she was thinking, Nalan Zhao couldn't help but ask, "Did you know that Xiao Yan will be here today?"
Nalan Yanran shook her head. "Although I don't think he should be indifferent, I didn't expect him to take the initiative and bring Jiajia here..."