Wild Games: The Devil Let My Mommy Go

Every time Yin Yanyan comes home, Yin Guo prepares delicious dinner for her. ()

"Mommy, drink water." Yin Guo put a glass of water in front of Yin Yanyan and looked at her distressedly.

Mommy seems to have lost weight again. I will buy a crucian carp tomorrow and make a pot of crucian carp soup to replenish her weight.

"Baby, Mommy loves you." Yin Yanyan took her son and kissed him on his tender face.[

There was still a faint milky fragrance on her son's body, which combined with the refreshing scent of shower gel, made her feel particularly refreshed, and her fatigue seemed to be gone by half.

She kissed her son's right cheek again and said, "Baby, are you used to the new kindergarten?"

According to Yin Guo's actual age, he should actually go to elementary school starting in September this year.

However, because his household registration was changed to a smaller one for half a year, he had to go to kindergarten for an extra year...

Yin Yanyan felt sorry for her son when she thought about it: "Baby, do you want mommy to find someone to support you so that you can go to first grade?"

She always felt that she was delaying her son's future.

"It doesn't matter." Yin Guo waved his hand generously.

It doesn't matter if he starts school a year late. The worst thing is that after he goes to school next year, he will show off his talent and get the teacher to allow him to skip a grade.

The phone rang, and when I picked it up, Ling Shaomo's daily question came from the other side: "Yan Yan, today is the fifth day, how are you thinking?"

The harder he pressed, the more nervous Yin Yanyan became.

Engagement is no small matter. She always feels that agreeing to it is like jumping into a pit of fire. It's easy to get in, but hard to get out!

Ye Yanmo seemed to have disappeared in the past few days and never appeared again.

I heard that I have returned to the headquarters of the Ye Group in City C and am busy moving around every day.

The schedule is full, flying around the world on the trapeze.

He must have given up, right?

Otherwise, several days have passed without him making a single call...

She checked her cell phone and found that his name was in the phone book, and it turned out to be Nasty Bala's 'husband'.

He should have entered it himself. Yin Yanyan originally wanted to delete it, but hesitated slightly when his finger pressed the delete button.

After thinking for a while, I directly replaced the word ‘husband’ with his name.[

The name never came up, not even a text message.

Looking like this, you should have given up, right?

After all, what I said that day was very good...

She deliberately ignored the inexplicable loss in her heart and breathed a sigh of relief.

Now that he is no longer a threat, Yin Yanyan no longer wants to use Ling Shaomo as a shield.

After all, she really had no feelings for him. Although Ling Shaomo said that she would only be his fiancée for half a year, and if she didn't agree, she could stay or leave after half a year, she still didn't want to let herself fall into that quagmire.

What if Ling Shaomo regrets it again?

What if Ling Shaomo doesn’t let go after half a year?

If she wants money but no money, and status but no status, what can she use to fight with him?

Maybe it will be a huge trouble again...

"Young Master Ling..." She began to think about her choice of words.

"Okay, okay, I understand. I'll give you a few more days to think about it. Don't rush to answer me yet."

With a click, the other party hung up the phone first.

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