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When Song Boyan returned home, he found that in addition to the two beauties and the two handsome boys, there was a little beauty at home. He was shocked: "Where did this little girl come from?"
Xu Xinyan: ""
Su Nanzhi: ""
An Yunhuai: ""
The two men have the same straight eyes.
Fortunately, Xiao Tao is too asleep now to hear, otherwise she would be so angry again.
Xu Xinyan explained, and Mr. Song finally realized, "This is a boy?"
He glanced at the child sleeping on the sofa with a suspicious look, and then at his own son. He realized that in this world, different children have different appearances.
This soft little cutie is actually a boy?
Because it is inconvenient for the two ladies to hold the child, An Yunhuai, a delicate little fairy man, does not have to hold the child, and the adults will not let him hold the child. In addition, Song Boyan does not need to drive, so the task of holding the child falls on him. .
In addition, the child Song Zhixing was very active in wanting to hug his younger brother, but the funny thing was that he couldn't hug him at all.
First of all, the tonnage of Xiaotao is very solid, and secondly, the child Song Zhixing is spoiled and cannot walk a few steps even if he is picked up, and he may even drop the child.
Song Boyan was holding the fragrant and soft baby in his arms, and suddenly he sighed, recalling what his son was doing when he was so young.
After a while, he ended his nostalgia without expression.
Oh, at that time, the child Song Zhixing was busy going up to the house to lift the tiles.
Because there were so many people, we drove the extended version of the Roys-Royce Phantom. All 6 people, including Xiao Tao, sat on it. The driver, wearing white gloves, dutifully opened the door for them.
Song Boyan held Xiaotao in his arms, but the other party did not wake up on the way.
The college entrance banquet was held in a high-end hotel in Beijing. Song Boyan and his wife invited many of their close friends to the party.
Everyone who came in saw an extremely obvious banner: [Congratulations to students Su Nanzhi and An Yunhuai for being admitted to Peking University in advance]
Su Nanzhi just decided on her major not long ago and declined many teachers.
In the end, the siblings were still in the same university.
Many of the invited guests were confused at first. After all, no one had heard of it. What does Song Boyan have to do with someone named An or someone named Su?
Then they all asked around.
After all, Song Boyan is not a famous aristocrat. He belongs to the rich generation who worked hard for himself. However, he was already considered a new rich man in Beijing almost ten years ago. At that time, many people in Beijing wanted to marry their daughters to him. As a result, He pursued a highly educated female doctor.
It¡¯s not like no one has had crooked thoughts since then, but no matter how crooked the thoughts are, they can¡¯t stop a man from being a man of few desires.
Now, two grown-up nephews and nieces suddenly appear, maybe they are close relatives.
But not everyone was confused. At least several bosses who were close to Song Boyan got the information from him.
Then each of them dragged their children over to watch the fun.
It¡¯s certainly a good thing to be able to see each other and make friends, but you can¡¯t just look at other people¡¯s glorious deeds to encourage yourself, and don¡¯t always worry about your parents¡¯ resources.
When Song Boyan arrived with his family, all the guests he invited were greeted by the hotel staff. As the host, he arrived late.
Holding a child in her arms.
The imaginative journey begins again.
"When did Mr. Song give birth to another child? This child looks to be three or four years old, right? I haven't heard that Mrs. Song is pregnant." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com