Lin Yuan smiled and joked, "President Yue, are you trying to keep the meatballs in your arms for the rest of your life?"

"No one of you can think of it." Yue Tingcheng picked up the meatballs and said to Zhao Qingluo, "Qingluo, let's go home."

"Haha, Yue Tingcheng, if the group employees saw you like this, I don't know what they would feel!" Lin Yuan didn't give Yue Tingcheng face, and started to smile while holding the teacup.

Yue Tingcheng has always been the only one in the company, and is a famous iron-blooded president. If he hugs meatballs like an old hen protects a chick in front of his employees, the picture would be so beautiful.

Lin Wan was also amused by Lin Yuan. Zhao Qingluo looked at the two of them and said helplessly, "I'll go back first. Lin Yuan, you should go home early, don't worry Nalan Yun."

Yue Tingcheng held the meatball and refused to let go. When he walked out of the door, Zhao Qingluo could still hear the laughter inside. It seemed that next time he met, Lin Wan and Lin Yuan would have a topic of mocking her.

"Husband, you won't drive with the meatballs in your arms, right?" Zhao Qingluo put the buns into the car, then reached out to pick up the meatballs in Yue Tingcheng's arms.

Looking at his soft and cute daughter in his arms, Yue Tingcheng reluctantly put the meatballs into Zhao Qingluo's arms, "Don't talk nonsense outside in the future, no one can kidnap our meatballs."

"Okay, okay, I remember, I will never mention the dolls and kiss them again." Zhao Qingluo sat in the back seat and put the meatballs and buns together.

The two babies were tired of playing at Lin Wan's house, so they leaned together and fell asleep as soon as they got in the car.

Yue Tingcheng looked in the rearview mirror and looked down at Zhao Qingluo, who looked at her daughter and son, with a smile on her lips.

No matter Lin Wan, Lin Yuan or others, no one can think of their little Maruko.

When he got off the bus, Yue Tingcheng carefully carried the balls out. Zhao Qingluo couldn't help but sigh. It was said that his daughter was his father's lover in his previous life, but now it seems that he is not wrong.

While sighing, Zhao Qingluo began to worry again. According to Yue Tingcheng's daughter-in-law's character, when Maruzi grows up in the future, she doesn't know who can kidnap Maru from Yue Tingcheng's arms.

Zhao Qingluo's life is still the same as before. She takes care of meatballs and buns at home, continues to improve the design drawings when she is free, and occasionally gather with Lin Wan and Lin Yuan to exchange the changes of the babies.

But Lin Yuan felt worried and was swaying between working Yu Xiaobao.

When I was joking, I always joked that Yue Tingcheng was controlled by his daughter, but it was really her turn. She couldn't bear to see Xiaobao for a day, and she still didn't go to work after the recovery period.

When Nalan Yun came back from get off work, he saw Lin Yuan holding the company's picture album and hugging her and said, "If you don't want to go to work, don't go. Are you still worried that I can't support you?"

Lin Yuan is usually as lively as a child, but now he looks depressed, Nalan Yun feels a little uncomfortable. Xiaobao can be given to his aunt to take care of, but Lin Yuan is reluctant to let him go, and he is reluctant to force Lin Yuan.

But he also understood that the weight of design career in Lin Yuan's heart might be difficult to make Lin Yuan give up his job.

"That's not." Lin Yuan shook his head, "I just don't know what to do. I want to go to work, but I can't bear to leave Xiaobao. You don't know. I look at him now and feel that he is changing every day. Husband, as a mother, I don't want to miss any details of Xiaobao's growth."

Nalan Yun sighed lightly, not knowing how to persuade him.

When he was coaxing Xiaobao to sleep, Lin Yuan couldn't sleep in the bed. Finally, he got up gently and ran to the study to clean up his previous design draft, but accidentally found information from his former studio.

The studio took a lot of effort, and later she was framed and had a lot of things to do. She had no choice but to close the studio.

But she has always kept these materials. She has always been nostalgic. Looking at these documents, she can't help but think of the time she founded the studio.

Life in the studio is not as easy as MK Group. At first, she couldn't get any cases. She ran business outside during the day and had to organize information at night.

Although life was difficult at that time, when I look back now, Lin Yuan only missed her fighting spirit very much.

Now that she is a mother, she has not lost any fighting spirit in her heart, but she is more reluctant to let go of Xiaobao.

Looking at the studio's promotional brochures, the cases that were found in the past, and some design drafts, thousands of thoughts were overwhelming, and Lin Yuan felt even more sleepy.

She was holding a design picture and Nalan Yun pushed the door and walked in.

Lin Yuan was stunned, "Didn't you sleep? Why are you getting up again?"

"How can I sleep like this?" Nalan Yun walked to Lin Yuan and saw the information on the table. "Did you remember what happened before again?"

"Yes, although it was difficult at that time, every day was fulfilling." Lin Yuan's tone was full of nostalgia, and she was not just a design draft, but also the past time.

Nalan Yun had a little taste, "Will it be unfulfilled after marrying me?"

"You know that's not what I mean." Lin Yuan smiled, "Husband, I just don't know how to choose. I know some things that cannot be both. Do you think I'm too greedy?"

After waiting for a long time, Lin Yuan turned around and found that Nalan Yun was carefully reading the information on the table. He was holding some design drafts from the studio in his hands.

Nalan Yun suddenly turned around and asked Lin Yuan, "Is my life in the studio really so missed you?"

"I miss the past, but I don't like the present." Lin Yuan thought Nalan Yun had misunderstood her meaning, so he quickly explained, "I used to be the only one myself, now I have you, Xiaobao and Nalan Yun. I like my life like this now."

"Where are you thinking about, I'm just asking." Nalan Yun laughed, "Xiaoyuan, if this is a dream, then don't give up easily."

He is engaged in the same industry as Lin Yuan and understands that the design draft in his hand is not just a simple picture for Lin Yuan, but an ideal and a future. He knows that just like he cannot give up no matter what, Lin Yuan also deeply loves this career.

Lin Yuan took the design drawing from Nalan Yun, but couldn't speak.

She is too greedy, unable to give up her career and Xiaobao, and wants to have both.

Nalan Yun suddenly asked, "Xiaoyuan, if you want, you can rebuild the studio."

Today, a colleague asked him when Lin Yuan would go back to work, and he didn't know how to answer. Not only did Lin Yuan worry, he was also worried.

When he saw these design drawings tonight, a thought suddenly popped up in his mind, since Lin Yuan likes the days of working so much, why can't he reopen the studio?

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