She told the little guy not to run away, and to draw and write in her office. The little guy was very obedient, quietly drawing and probably inherited his mother's talent.

Cheng had a lot of old ma.n.u.scripts that had not yet been used, and they were designed to be very meaningful, so she turned them over and carefully modified them. That night, she showed them to Linda.

Linda looked very satisfied. Now, all she had to do was wait for Shen Junyao's inspection.

In the evening, Cheng Xiaoyue brought her son home for another serious education. The little guy felt wronged, but he didn't dare to speak the truth.

Cheng Ziyue also couldn't bear to be lectured so harshly, so after saying a few words, she fed him noodles. After eating, the little guy fell asleep in her arms due to exhaustion.

Cheng Ziyue carried him to bed and covered him with a blanket. Looking at his pink and beautiful face, her face was filled with a deep sense of satisfaction.

Back in the main hall, she wasn't sleepy at all. She sat on the sofa, thinking about this blueprint. It was hard to tell what kind of excuse Shen Junyao was going to come up with to make things difficult for her.

In truth, no matter how perfect her plan was, if Shen Junyao wasn't satisfied with the results, she would still be able to come up with many excuses. Perhaps, her goal here was to make her lose this job.

She couldn't lose this job. She still had a son to raise. Although she had some savings these two years, it was far from enough. She wanted to give her son a better material life.

Hospital.

In the afternoon, a.s.sistant Yan delivered Gong Yesxiao's request to the hospital. She was held up by an urgent task, so she rushed back to the company to settle it.

When she was ready to go to the hospital for the report, she was told that the doctor had left work and that the report had been locked up.

She would have to come in the morning.

Early morning.

After waking up, she hurriedly brushed her teeth and washed her face, preparing breakfast for her son. All these years, she had gone from a young lady who didn't have any Yang Chun water on her fingers to a cook who cooked well in the kitchen. In order to make nutritious food for her son, she even partic.i.p.ated in training abroad and learned a lot of things.

The little guy also got out of bed, wearing clothes and was.h.i.+ng his face and brus.h.i.+ng his teeth. He didn't need to worry about Cheng Xiaoyue at all.

"Wow, Mommy smells so good!"

"Then you have to finish them all, don't waste them." Cheng Ziyue smiled and kissed his head.