After the divorce, the ex-wife kept losing her vest

Chapter 1584: Not angry, but distressed
Soon Jiu'er paid the price of both physical and mental energy for these three words.

"Ah, I'm exhausted..."

After finally finishing today's work tasks, Jiu'er was so tired that her paws were trembling. She fell down on the sofa and lay motionless there, feeling that she had turned into a puddle of mud.

Lan Chen sat at his desk and turned to look at the little man on the sofa and smiled.

In the past few days, he concentrated on finishing the dubbing work and then returned to his daily work. He also started working non-stop to prepare for his overseas visit.

"Go to bed after taking a shower. My whole body smells like paint." Lan Chen walked to the sofa and reached out to pat Jiu'er behind him.

Jiuer buried his face in the sofa and groaned a few times, "I'm tired, I don't want to move."

Lan Chen helped her up, let her lie on his lap, and smoothed her hair, "You know what it means to work too much and you can't straighten your back?" This incident tells us that we must act according to our ability. .”

"I see."

Jiu'er was depressed, turned over, turned to look at Lan Chen, "But that's Ye Zi, how can you ask me to refuse? Just think of it as fulfilling a dream of yours."

Lan Chen nodded her forehead and said warmly: "That's why I didn't stop you, and I know I can't. But I can't do this anymore. I haven't attended class well these days."

Jiu'er said "Yeah" with a guilty conscience.

She has been catching up on sleep in class these past few days, relying on taking notes and covering up for her every year.

Lan Chen raised his hand to pat her, and Jiu'er, who was still paralyzed there, jumped up in excitement, straddled Lan Chen's lap, and hugged him, "I know, I know! I will do my best in the future. Stop showing off."

"It's not a question of showing off."

Lan Chen sat her on his knees and said to her seriously, "I believe in your ability and level, and I also know that once you take on a job, you will do your best to complete it and will not do it half-heartedly. But now you You are still a student, and your main task at this stage is to study. Since you are lucky enough to learn a major you like, learn it well and master it, and lay a solid foundation. It will be of no harm to you in the future. There will be many job opportunities in the future. , is there still a moment and a half left? When the opportunity comes, you must seize it, but you must also do it according to your actual situation, otherwise you will consume your artistic life early, and the gain will outweigh the loss."

Jiuer listened quietly to Lan Chen's lesson, his head lowering lower and lower.

Lan Chen was usually very gentle and doting on her, but that didn't mean he didn't have a serious side.

Once he showed this side, the oppression and lethality in Jiu'er were real, even more effective than when his eldest brother Yu Munan taught her a lesson.

Because she could hear every word he said.

Seeing Lan Chen's silence, Jiu'er raised his head cautiously and looked at Lan Chen's expressionless face. He was very worried. He grabbed his sleeves and muttered: "I understand, don't be angry."

Lan Chen looked at her cute and timid little appearance and sighed inwardly.

He held the back of her head with his beautiful and slender hands and pinched her head gently twice, "I'm not angry, I'm sad."

Jiu'er blinked.

Lan Chen brought her into his arms, and Jiu'er leaned against his chest. Listening to his clear and steady heartbeat, he felt that she was very, very close to him at this moment.

"Jiu'er, the most relaxing and happy time in life is just these few years, and it goes by in a blink of an eye. When you really step into the society and join the work, you will know that there are too many things that you can't help yourself, and there are too many things that you can do nothing about. At that time, you will feel , it was so good when I was in school." Lan Chen touched her head, "With me here, you will never have to feel pressure to survive. I just hope that you can do what you like and do it with enjoyment."

Jiuer rarely hears Lan Chen tell her these things, it can be said that he talks sincerely.

She looked up at him, "I know Brother Chen, what I do now is what I like, no one forces me to do anything. My parents, brothers, and you, you all support me. The free sky allows me to pursue my favorite career without any worries. This is a happiness that many people cannot have. How can I not be serious and work hard?"

"And..." She hugged Lan Chen's waist and rubbed against his chest, "I don't want you to raise me, I want to raise you." Lan Chen: "Huh?"

Jiu'er raised his head, patted his chest and said, "I am the future little rich woman. I will let you experience the feeling of being taken care of and raised by a rich woman."

Lan Chen: "..." What an ambition.

To be able to hear that someone wants to keep and support him during his lifetime is considered worthy of his face.

*
Lan Chen went abroad on a business trip, so Jiu'er moved back to the dormitory and returned to the Rose Garden on weekends.

She desperately longed for the nourishment of a family atmosphere so that she could be inspired to create, and then she had a fight with Nan Song as soon as she returned home.

The reason is very simple. Nan Song accidentally saw Jiu'er's comic creation based on her. She turned into an explosive tigress. Can Nan Song bear this?

"Is this how you vilify my image outside?"

Nan Song was so angry, "Avenge private revenge and demonize me, right?"

Jiuer said confidently: "Look in the mirror and see how you look now. Does it look like the character in my comics?"

Nan Song really looked in the mirror and touched her long flowing hair, "Then I don't have fried hair either."

"It's a cartoon, it's always a little exaggerated."

Jiuer said: "My dad only has three hairs, and they didn't say anything."

Yu Jinwen said: "I don't admit that it's me. That might be your other father."

Jiuer chuckled.

"Are you still smiling? Please paint well for me."

Nan Song put his hands on his hips and said, "If you dare to turn me into a renter, I will come back to the world and create a few pictures based on you. You will be a lazy and greedy little artist, and I will sign Yu Songwan's name next to it."

"Lazy and greedy?" Jiuer was unhappy, "Is that me?"

Nan Song chuckled, "Then is this fried old hen me?"

"Why not?"

"If you keep talking, believe it or not, I will whip you."

"Look at you now, you're just as good as the characters in my comics, okay?"

"That's bullshit! I asked you to draw blindly with your eyes open..."

Nan Song took off her slippers and threw them at Jiu'er. Jiu'er threw them directly up the stairs, and the mother-daughter battle began.

Yu Jinwen was not surprised. He sat firmly on the Diaoyutai, picked up his daughter's painting and admired it. He looked at the guy with only three hairs on it for a while, and commented pertinently: "Although the hair doesn't look like it, the appearance is still OK. It's better than hers." The two brothers are much prettier."

Yu Munan and Erlang Shen, who happened to be back, said: "..."

(End of this chapter)