"Dabao, keep writing big characters!"

Before Yanfu Ningyue's words fell, Dabao had obediently gotten up and returned to his original position, grabbed the wolf howl brush and dipped it in ink, and wrote big characters stroke by stroke. Erbao glared at his lazy sister and sighed silently in his heart.

It's a long way to go, and I don't know when my sister will be more serious.

Yan Fu Ningyue ignored the chirping of her three sons, stared at the computer in a daze for a while, and then sent an email with a password, and then stared at the screen quietly, trying to determine something.

Drip, drip, drip.

There was a prompt sound in the computer, and Le Zhicheng clicked on the mailbox to open the email, and his face and expression did not change, let alone his inner thoughts. Others can't see it, it doesn't mean that Yan Fu Ningyue can't see it, after reading the email, Le Zhicheng's right eyelash blinked three times, indicating that she was very angry.

This secret habit of hers was discovered by Yanfu Ningyue when she was very young, and Le Zhicheng herself may not know about it.

Yan Fu Ningyue's slender fingers tapped the table with a very rhythmic beat, and her face sank like water, with a deep connotation.

Immediately after that, the characters in the picture were still the same, without any change, but the corners of Yan Fu Ningyue's mouth showed a happy smile. Le Zhicheng is a super smart woman, calm enough, decisive enough, brave and strategic.

Sure enough, after a while, Yanfu Ningyue's mailbox also rang, and she clicked on it to see that the series of characters on it was a unique secret between them.

"Yueyue, we're on your side, and if it weren't for that stupid peach, we wouldn't have wasted so much time explaining this to you. In short, to make a long story short, we will always be your good sisters, stand firm and never change! ”

Obviously, there are a lot of words, a lot of nonsense, and the most important thing is that Yan Fu Ningyue understands what they mean.

To see, or not to see?

Yan Fu Ningyue hesitated, she didn't want to joke about the safety of her three children, she wouldn't risk the children's bodies, and she wouldn't make any decisions easily. She picked up her phone, clicked on the address book, swiped the screen, and slowly stopped at the name of Le Zhicheng, and slowly clicked on the green icon.

"Yueyue?" The voice on the other end of the phone was so familiar, so careful.

Yanfu Ningyue suppressed the warmth in her heart and said lightly: "It's me." ”

"Yueyue, now that Switzerland is no longer safe, you should not go out easily during this time, and do not let the children easily leave your sight. We'll find a way to help you get rid of those people, and we'll talk about the rest when this matter is settled. Le Zhicheng finished speaking in one breath, afraid that Yan Fu Ningyue would suddenly hang up the phone.

"I know."

"That's it. The old guys are already starting to suspect us, and the people behind us are chasing us a little closely, and if you hadn't informed me, we wouldn't have known that we had been put under our noses. Le Zhicheng said fiercely.

Yanfu Ningyue was a little embarrassed, how could she tell Le Zhicheng that these were all caused by their family's big treasures!

"Okay."

Hung up the phone, Yan Fu Ningyue pondered, I didn't expect things to be so tricky, those old guys couldn't wait. Gently stroking the soft cushions, Yan Fu Ningyue's brows tightened, if it wasn't for the last resort, she really didn't want to continue moving with the children.

Looking back at the three little beans who wrote big characters seriously, their eyes were soft and with endless maternal love.