The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex

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Time passed, and it was a year later.

In the early autumn morning, the bustling night city was shrouded in a haze again, and the visibility was less than 100 meters.

Although the number of trips has been restricted, and many high-pollution factories around the city have also stopped production and relocation, they still cannot change the poor air quality in the city.

Elderly children are less resistant, and inhaling such polluted air is a disaster for them.

Today is September 1. This is a very important day for families with children.

He Xiyan got up very early this day. After washing, she came to the children's room. Yuanyuan and Xixi, who are one year older, have learned a lot. Yuan Yuan got dressed early and was going to school.

Xixi put on the little skirt she thought was the most beautiful, and a pink dress was sitting in front of the dresser.

"Mom, I want to make a little pigtail." Xixi said happily.

By age, she would have to go to kindergarten for one year before she could go to primary school. But Xi Xi said he was unwilling to go to kindergarten, and he was noisy every day to go to primary school with his brother.

He Xiyan considered for half a month and agreed to the child's request. Although Xixi is coquettish, he is also very sensible and clever. He now writes more than thirty Chinese characters.

He Xiyan brought a stool and sat next to her daughter. Xi Xi is more and more beautiful, and now she says she is not willing to cut her hair short, so the first thing she does after washing each morning is to tie her daughter's hair. Today she gave her daughter a beautiful princess hair bun, and pinned a pink butterfly hairpin.

After finishing the tie, Xixi jumped down from the chair happily, crawled onto her mother, and sent a sweet kiss.

"Thank you mom ..." Xixi happily made a circle, then ran to the study and took out her little pink schoolbag.

He Xiyan couldn't help sighing.

She looked at herself in the mirror, her face still, but she was one year older. By October 26 this year, she was 31 years old.

The children grow up day by day, and she will grow old one day.

After eating breakfast, He Xiyan drove out of a car in the garage and sent two babies to school.

Today is the first day of school. She has to pay some fees, collect books, and go to the children's class to see their class teacher.

About forty minutes later, He Xiyan drove the car to the door of a school, which is a noble school and the best elementary school in Yecheng. The children who go to school here are rich children.

He Xiyan opened the car door to let the children get out of the car, but soon she saw the children running away.

"father……"

Xixi and Yuanyuan shouted while running. Both happily ran to their father.

Mo Yixuan was standing at the gate of the school. He had waited for almost half an hour, and Ye Hao had just got off the bus and was waiting for his daughter.

Although both were busy, they both took the time to come here today.

"Dad, I knew you would come." Xixi looked up at her father, opened her mouth and smiled happily.

Ye Hao was holding his daughter's hand, his eyes were mild, and the corner of his mouth was smiling, but his eyes were looking at He Xiyan, who was not far away, and his ex-wife.

He frowned, his eyes suddenly felt a bit sour again.

Yan Yan is still the same as before, keeping a distance with him, and the content of communicating with him is limited to their children.