We Are Meant To Be novel Chapter 3

One morning three years later, in an old apartment in City C.

Dong dong dong!

The knock on the door awakened Christy Zhong, and then her best friend Wen He yelled crisply, "My dear little rabbit, open the tree hole!"

Before Christy's eyes widened, the little kid lying next to her rolled to the ground flexibly, ran over and opened the door for auntie Wen.

Reluctantly sat up and rubbed her eyes, Christy said dumbly, "Why you come so early?"

Wen's wet hair was still wrapped in a towel, and she curled her mouth in complain with folded arms, "It's not early, get up and take the bus back to City A, otherwise you will mess up the job interview!"

"My god! Thanks to my beloved princess for calling me get up, me the Queen will wash up and dress up soon." Christy remembered her interview and hurried right away.

"Dare to say so disgusting words like Queen!" Wen ignored her friend’s teasing words and took the little kid's meaty hand, "My Justin baby, come here, Auntie Wen will take you to brush your teethie and wash your facie."

Christy had to put on her slippers and walked to the closet to look for decent clothes, while she heard that the cute and handsome little boy say: "Auntie Wen, our kindergarten teacher said, parents should not use babyish words when talking to us, such as brushing teeth, you needn't to say teethie, because I’ve grown up.

"Aha!” Christy almost burst into laughing with Wen at the same time, and the two women looked at each other and held back.

"Well, Justin Zhong, you are right, Auntie Wen will pay attention in the future." Wen suppressed her laughing urges and replied seriously.

If not in a hurry to catch the bus, Christy really wanted to go over and hug her son and best friend. They are her whole world right now.

In the past three years, it was fortunate that they had been by her side to accompany her through the lowest moments in her life, otherwise she may not be able to survive.

Washing up, dressing up and coming out of the room, Christy watched the little kid Justin was holding the edge of the end table with a pair of small hands, copying English letters with a serious expression on his face. The serious look really provoked her affection.

"Little pumpkin, don't write, eat breakfast first." She sat on the sofa and pressed her head against her son.

Justin didn't lift his head, but frowned, "Christy, please call me Justin. I'm writing English letters now. Don't let me get distracted, okay? Go and catch the bus."

Uh, Christy was embarrassed. Compared with her smart and sensible son, she seemed stupid.

"What a real-life drama of a genius son and an idiot mother. Tell others that Mr. Zhong jumped out of your belly, I am afraid no one will believe it." Wen on the side didn't forget to teasingly hit Christy.

"When my son was very young, you taught him math, then you taught him the 26 letters. You both are my angels! I like to be the stupid one!

"Okay! Go and catch the bus!" Wen and Justin said with one voice.

Wen had already squeezed the bag into her arms and pushed her out, not forgetting to say, "Remember to watch The Legend of Emperor’s Woman that I downloaded for you on your phone, learn something from it for your career. Use your brain more at the workplace!"

Turning her head, Christy replied, "I have watched that episode countless times, and it has nothing to do with the workplace situation."

"Oh, you guys are so noisy." The little kid pouted unhappily in protest.

Christy made a grievance at him, pouting her lips innocently. Wen couldn't stand it anymore and rebuked, "If you don't leave now, you really can't make it!"

Raising her wrist to look at the watch, Christy murmured a curse, waved her hand hurriedly and ran to the elevator.

With continued chasing, Christy got on the bus to City A finally.