Heartwarming Aristocratic Marriage: Influential Master’s Wife-Chasing Strategy

After Tang Jingci gave birth, everyone was lively in the hospital for a long time. Perhaps they were too happy to leave for a long time.

"I'll take Xiao Chi out to have something to eat first, and I'll bring you dinner back by the way." Fu Chen suggested. At this time, it was completely dark and the elders were immersed in joy, so they would inevitably ignore it.

Xiao Yan Xiansen squatted beside him, clutching his growling stomach, looking pitiful.

He told Qiao Aiyun just now that he was hungry, but he just asked him to wait for more than half an hour.

"I'm dizzy from work, you can go with Wan Wan, and be careful on the way." Qiao Aiyun looked at her son apologetically, "Xiao Chi, I'm sorry, are you hungry?"

Xiao Yan Xiansen shook his head generously, "I won't be hungry when I see my brother."

younger brother?

Everyone coughed, "This is actually your nephew."

"What is a nephew?" Little Yan Xiansen obviously couldn't distinguish the issue of seniority, and kept yelling that he was the younger brother.

"Let's go, let's go out." Fu Chen picked him up and motioned Song Fengwan to go out with him.

The three of them didn't go far, so they found a restaurant near the hospital, and ordered some fried vegetables to take home, while they ate in the restaurant, Fu Chen didn't know how to serve children, and Xiao Yan Xiansen ate his mouth full of greasy food and pouted. Ask him, "Brother-in-law, wipe—"

Fu Chen was speechless, this brat has his own hands, why must he rely on him.

For Xiao Yan Xiansen, asking Fu Chen to help is just to get close to him. After all, in his opinion, Fu Chen is a thigh that can be hugged, but he doesn't understand at all...

In Fu Chen's eyes, he was just a little trouble, a little burden.

"When are you going back to Nanjiang?" Fu Chen looked at Song Fengwan who was packing the packing box on the opposite side.

"Next week."

Tang Jingci had a normal delivery, and she is expected to be discharged from the hospital soon. She will be confinement at home, and she will not be able to help if she stays here. "My mother may stay for a few more days, and Xiao Chi will be here too. Uncle Yan and I will go first."

Yan Wangchuan still has a lot of things to deal with in Nanjiang, so he can't stay here all the time. Qiao Xiyan's mother left early. Although Tang Jingci's mother will stay with her confinement wife, Qiao Aiyun still feels that she will stay longer Practical.

"Then your time is set, tell me, and I will pick you up."

"Hmm." Song Fengwan pursed his lips, thinking about what happened a month ago, "How are you feeling now? Are you all right?"

Fu Chen nodded, "It's okay, don't let Lin Bai come to me in the future."

Song Fengwan would like to talk to Jing Hanchuan or Fu Sinian, but one of these two is busy preparing for the marriage, and the other is busy taking care of being a baby daddy, so where is the time?

"I'm fine, don't worry." Fu Chen reached out and rubbed her hair.

Between lovers, where so many words are needed, only one look is needed, and each other can understand each other. They are speechless, but they can also feel the tenderness and warmth between them.

Xiao Yan Xiansen, who was standing by, looked up at the two of them, bit his lips, feeling a little unhappy in his heart.

Children always want to show their sense of existence, and when they see their interaction, they bite their lips, "Brother-in-law—"

"Um?"

"I want to touch too."

Fu Chen frowned, isn't this kid acting like a baby with him?

The child's voice was childish, and even if he didn't deliberately act like a baby, there was always that smell.

Fu Chen was a bit embarrassed, after all...

He really didn't want to touch this little guy, Song Fengwan looked at his expression, lowered his head and smiled sullenly.

"Brother-in-law, hurry up."

Fu Chen had no choice but to force his hand and pat him on the head twice. A certain little guy was instantly satisfied, as if he had won the favor.

In order not to let Xiao Yan Xiansen continue to pester him, Fu Chen deliberately got up and hurried the progress of the boss's cooking, Song Fengwan followed closely, and Xiao Yan Xiansen was still happily eating the plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes in front of him.

"Xiao Chi likes you too much." Song Fengwan's tone was a little sour.

She was good enough to her younger brother, but Xiao Yan Xiansen would rather sleep with Fu Shen than to be with her.

Fu Chen twitched the corner of his mouth, obviously not wanting to bear this liking.

"You were all there when he was born. Did you see him being carried out with your own eyes?"

"What do you mean?" Song Fengwan frowned.

"It doesn't feel like Mr. Yan's own."

In fact, a person's personality may be inherited, but most of it is also determined by acquired factors. Yan's family is close to the sea, there are many tourists, and the old lady takes him out for walks all day long. He is still a little familiar, so he is naturally different from Yan Wangchuan.

"I have to ask my mother, do you want to bring something for my cousin?" Song Fengwan said as he took out his phone, ready to send a message to Qiao Aiyun.

She posted a circle of friends before, nothing more than saying that her little nephew was born, and at this time, the circle of friends was full of news.

"You have a lot of WeChat friends."

"A lot of people have been added to the school, and some people want to add WeChat to each other. It's really hard to refuse." Song Fengwan pursed his lips, and just turned to the photo he just took.

The newborn child was indeed not very good-looking, so Fu Chen glanced at it and then didn't look at it again.

"Not good-looking?" Song Fengwan frowned, "It's always like this when I was born. When Xiao Yu was born, he wasn't very good-looking."

"Our children will certainly not be so ugly."

Fu Chen said it very firmly at this time, but he didn't know that his face would hurt from the beating in the future.

When he took it out, he really questioned the nurse several times, is it his child? Is it wrong?

At that time, Mr. Fu was stared at by a stranger for the first time, and the nurse almost yelled at him. What does this mean?

Is he doubting his wife, or is he doubting their hospital?

But that's another story.

*

Tang Jingci gave birth to a boy smoothly, and many people came to visit the next day. This is the site of Qiao's family. There are many relatives in their family, plus many disciples of Mr. Qiao, or people who have been taken care of by him. The sky is full of gifts, and the ward is full.

Fu Chen and Song Fengwan had nothing to do, apart from helping with the children, they just ran back and forth from the hospital to take some gifts home.

Because Tang Jingci had a normal delivery, she was able to get out of bed at night after recovering that night. She was born cold and pale, and she always looked a little weak.

But at night, she went to the bathroom and took a shower by the way...

She grew up abroad. In her country, there is no such thing as confinement. She used to play racing cars and has good physical fitness. She felt that she could go to the ground, so she really wanted to go home and didn't want to stay in the hospital any longer. .

Song Fengwan went to the hospital the next day and saw her "live and kicking", she didn't look like a person who had given birth at all.

Unable to bear her, Tang Jingci was discharged from the hospital on the third day after giving birth. Confinement was insisted by her elders. She had no choice but to keep herself in the room. Apart from taking care of the child, she was fine...

Just holding a stone knife all day long and doing various researches, everyone was terrified.

The child is in your house, what are you doing with these things?

However, during this period, she also read a lot of parenting books, some of which said about taking care of children very carefully, and some of them said that they should not be overly taken care of, and a certain degree needs to be grasped.

She studied several books and finally came to a conclusion:

Raising children is so hard.

Or stock it.

As long as it's not crooked.

This also led to a certain little guy who was like a wild hoof when he was young, but he restrained himself a lot when he grew up, but his temper was always wild.

They said that the kid's personality is actually exactly the same as that of Josie's, but he is restrained, and he is completely...

Unleash your own nature.

**

Song Fengwan returned to Nanjiang with Yan Wangchuan two days after Tang Jingci was discharged from the hospital.

Fu Chen left one day earlier than her. After all, Qiao's family was busy confinement for Tang Jingci, and it was inconvenient for him to disturb him. When he was driving to leave, Xiao Yan Xiansen was still red-eyed, pulling his clothes, and wanted to follow he goes together.

Fu Chen really didn't understand, and he didn't treat him too well, how could he be so clingy to himself.

Qiao Xiyan's child's full moon wine was in early September, when Song Fengwan had already started school, and the mountains were high and the water was long, so he didn't participate.

I carved a jade stone and gave it to him, with the little guy's name engraved on it.

She also deliberately drilled holes in the bottom, went online to search for lucky colors, and made a tassel for him, which can be worn on the body as jade. She thought it was very beautiful, and bought a good packaging box to seal it.

But Qiao Xiyan frowned when he received the gift...

Finally, he silently said:

A piece of good jade was lost in vain.

In the end, I silently put away the jade and treasured it deep in the drawer.

only later...

Tang Jingci cleaned up and almost threw it away when she saw this defective product.

The third watch is over~

I went out to repair the computer, and the input method always had problems, and it often crashed. I wrote a chapter, and I was trembling, for fear that I would swallow my manuscript, o(╥﹏╥)o

Been a little confused lately.

*

In fact, Wanwan may think that the things she makes are beautiful, but...

Qiao Xiyan: Things are not as good-looking as boxes.

Wan Wan: ...