My Best Actor Ex-Husband and I Became A Role-Model Couple

When Feng Lan first told everyone the news of the day off, everyone cheered happily.

With everyone's assistance, the recruitment team perfectly completed the release of information, collection of application forms, qualification review, and announcement of the test preparation list.

Although it is just a simple recruitment, in fact, the research institute is different from other places, every step must be treated rigorously, and the collection and review are also a cumbersome work. It cannot be neglected or biased, otherwise it may affect others for the rest of their lives.

In short, they have been up all night for the past few days and completed a remarkable thing. The satisfaction in their hearts cannot be replaced by other things. Of course, if there is, it is the extra rest after finishing the work!

The civilian staff happily packed up their bags and went home to catch up on sleep.

Feng Lanchu was driving the car, her eyes were half-closed, and when her nerves relaxed, she would be endlessly sleepy. Of course, it was after two o'clock in the afternoon when she was sleepy. When she returned home quickly, Feng Lanchu took a shower and fell into a coma. to bed.

The familiar soft bed still smelled faintly of Jiang Anzhi, Feng Lanchu quickly closed her eyes and fell asleep.

...

Jiang Anzhi came back three days ago. He hurriedly completed the theme song, but was held back by the company's senior management. He was a few days later than expected. When he came back, it happened to be the beginning of Feng Lanchu's overtime work.

So Feng Lanchu didn't know that Jiang Anzhi had returned.

Seeing his wife sleeping so soundly, Jiang Anzhi couldn't bear to be disturbed and went downstairs silently.

After eight o'clock in the evening, after washing up, Jiang Che tiptoed to the master bedroom, and the little one squatted in front of the bed to look at Ms. Xiaofeng.

Jiang Anzhi searched for him everywhere, but finally found Jiang Che squatting beside the bed in the master bedroom.

He walked over gently, picked up Jiang Che and walked out. Jiang Che looked up at Jiang Anzhi innocently, and asked softly, "Father, what are you doing?"

"Don't disturb your mother." Jiang Anzhi pinched his face and mercilessly took him away from the master bedroom.

Jiang Che nestled in Jiang Anzhi's arms and shook his head: "Mom didn't even get up for dinner, I'm afraid she'll be hungry."

"When she wakes up later, I'll cook her a midnight snack, and you go to sleep."

"Ah!" Jiang Che shook his head, "Miss Xiaofeng is working so hard."

Jiang Anzhi put him back on the bed amusedly: "Knowing that Ms. Xiaofeng has worked hard, let her worry less."

"Naturally, I am the most worry-free. Dad, you should also be more worry-free." Jiang Che nodded seriously.

"How do you say that?" Jiang Anzhi raised his eyebrows.

"I heard from Pang Dun that his mother is very fierce when she is busy. Sometimes if Pang Dun's father doesn't coax him, the two will fight. I don't want you to fight."

Jiang Che said seriously, after all they both know kung fu, fighting is not like child's play, the consequences are very serious.

Jiang Anzhi pinched his face: "We won't fight, father will let mother."

The old god Jiang Che nodded, held his hand and said with sympathy: "A man, you should be so magnanimous."

"..." Jiang Anzhi was speechless

"Go to bed quickly"

"Okay, okay." Jiang Che obediently lay down on the bed, holding Jiang Anzhi's hand tightly.

The quality of Jiang Che's sleep followed Feng Lanchu's. After ten minutes of brewing, he would be able to fall asleep beautifully.

The white and soft little face is more delicate and lovely on the light blue cloud quilt.

The day Jiang Anzhi came back, he saw Jiang Che obediently writing big characters in the living room, while Jiang Ma was washing vegetables and cooking in the kitchen.

For a moment, Jiang Anzhi seemed to see his childhood self.

He was also like that at that time, writing was the only fun and pastime, and he didn't like going out or dealing with people.

In a blink of an eye, I have become a father, and my children can hold a pen and start practicing calligraphy.