Chatper 1151 (1/2)

The next day, Zhao Mengmeng came to visit Song Weiyi, a pregnant woman.

There are children, there are men, and they have graduated.

Zhao Mengmeng started to turn to work, planning to do something she likes.

There is also a younger brother in the family, who is already five years old. Zhao Mengmeng did not join her own company at all, but became an anchor in the radio station. She lived a very casual and sweet life.

The one who followed her was Zhao Tutu, who was over three years old this year, with a ball head and a face that looked very much like Pei Chenyang's. At such a young age, he had the potential to cause trouble.

"Tutu is here." Song Weiwei's eyes lit up, wishing he could take the rabbit home and raise it by himself.

Zhao Tutu's children's shoes are naturally no strangers to Song Weiyi.

First her mother's best friend, and then her sister-in-law.

This seniority is a bit messy. Zhao Mengmeng is informal, so she directly told her daughter, you can call her whatever you like.

So, Tutu called Auntie Song Weiyi every time.

"Auntie, my mother said that you have a baby in your stomach." Tutu leaned on Song Weiwei's arms, not admitting the birth at all.

This is also the only reason why Song likes her, little girl, she is so rare.

Song Weiyi has never envied Zhao Mengmeng, so he gave birth to a rabbit. Zhao Mengmeng must have been burned in the previous life. .

"That's right, you have a little northern nose. Auntie gave birth to a younger sister to keep you company, okay?" Song Weiyi scratched her little nose, and kissed the little girl's tender cheek.

It's soft and fragrant, with a little doll in my hand, and it can be used as the cover of a parenting magazine after taking a photo.

Bunny's eyes are big and very energetic.

Hearing Song Weiwei say it was her younger brother, she raised her head in doubt, "Why a little sister? I want a little brother."

Song Weiyi puffed, and Zhao Mengmeng laughed beside him. "Whether it's a boy or a girl, it's also Tutu's nephew or niece, not younger siblings."

He teased Song Weiwei again, "I heard that what children say casually is quite accurate."

"Don't worry, I will give birth to a daughter." Song Weiwei snorted coldly, gloating, when the child is born, it will definitely be a surprise.

Zhao Mengmeng shrugged, okay, she shouldn't pour cold water on Song Weiyi again.

Unrestrained, he sat down next to Song Weiyi.

"Aren't you going to work today?" Song Weiyi asked suspiciously.

Zhao Mengmeng's work is a little casual, she only goes to the radio station at noon, and leaves work on time at five o'clock in the afternoon.

Song Weiyi was shocked at first that Zhao Mengmeng would go to the radio station as an anchor.

Zhao Mengmeng's temper is hotter than hers.

And her job is to be the anchor of a love show, and she has to receive calls from the audience from time to time to instill chicken soup for the soul.

To be honest, before Zhao Mengmeng went, Song Weiwei thought that after a few days, Zhao Mengmeng would stop cooking.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Mengmeng did it with ease, without any effort at all.

"The radio station has recently adjusted, and my program will be moved to nine o'clock in the morning." Therefore, her good days are over, and she will get up on time and go to work in the future.

Speaking of this, Zhao Mengmeng felt a little sad.

"Yeah, so suddenly?"

"Who knows? Forget it, whatever they do, it won't have much impact."

After talking about the recent situation, it was transferred to the child.

Both of them are mothers. There is a lot to talk about on this topic.

In this way, time passes.

In the evening, Zhao Mengmeng ate here before going back.

Driving her bright red Maserati, carrying her daughter into the safety seat, Zhao Mengmeng got into the car leisurely.

Unexpectedly, this time back, Pei Chenyang prepared a "surprise" for their mother and daughter.