Wen Qingqing told him word for word, "I want to tell you that I am in love." Finally, her tone became very gentle, "Song Zixuan, hurry up and get Zhong Zhenzhen back, I miss her very much."
"must"
There is no need for Wen Qingqing to explain, looking for Zhong Zhen is really what he has been doing
"Daddy," Wen Qingqing's encouraging voice came from the receiver, "Then I want to fall in love before you do."
"Go away!" Song Zixuan closed the line. Zhong Zhenzhen was all in his heart and mind.
Sun Tezhu opened the door on his own initiative and came in, "Second Young Master, let's eat."
Song Zixuan stared at him, why is this man such a mother-in-law? He said he wouldn't eat it, but he actually served it
"Don't eat" Song Zixuan is losing his temper
"Second Young Master doesn't want to eat, then I won't leave." Assistant Sun was also in a stalemate.
Song Zixuan said angrily: "Are you a coward? Or am I usually too nice to you?"
Special Assistant Sun remained expressionless and said calmly, "Unless you fire me, I will continue to stand."
"You..." Song Zixuan had nothing to do with him
Special Assistant Sun has really helped him a lot over the years, both in the company and at home.
never mind
Song Zixuan waved to him, "Put it downstairs. I'll be down in a minute."
Without Zhong Zhenzhen by my side, eating dragon meat would probably be tasteless.
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At this time, Zhong Zhenzhen was reading a book, and for some reason she sneezed a lot. Could it be that someone was scolding her, or someone was thinking about her?
She smiled and touched her belly and said to the child in her belly, "Mom will soon have money to buy you a lot of clothes and toys. You have to be obedient during this time."
Zhong Zhenzhen slept soundly that night. Although her life was very hard, it didn't matter. She was better off being able to rely on herself than anything else.
When Zhong Zhenzhen went out the next day, Zeng Shuai was already waiting for her at the door.
"Hey, you came here specifically to pick me up?" Zhong Zhenzhen opened his mouth in surprise.
Zeng Shuai embarrassed her, "Who will pick you up? I will pick up my future godson."
"Who is the godson?" Zhong Zhenzhen looked behind her. She thought his godson still lived in this house.
Zeng Shuai pointed at her belly and said, "He is here."
"Oh..." Zhong Zhenzhen drawled, "How did you know it was a son? I want a daughter."
"Okay" Zeng Shuai pulled her, "From now on, I will be responsible for picking up you, a pregnant woman, to and from get off work, for the sake of my future godson..."