He finished, stretched out his fingertips and scraped gently on Xiaole's small nose. Xiaole giggled, stretched out his chubby little hand, imitated his father's appearance and rubbed the bridge of Fu Beichen's nose.

"Where does anyone say that his son is an oil bottle?" Zhan Yan glared at him discontentedly and said, "anyway, we are just remarried. Isn't it normal to take children? What is president Fu hypocritical?"

Therefore, Fu Beichen had to take his wife and children to the Civil Affairs Bureau for registration.

Because after the last incident, Zhan Yan had some taboos about driving, so the three took the subway instead. Xiaoleda was treated as a young master since he was born and waited for the subway for the first time in his life.

Fu Beichen held him in his arms, put his hands around his father's neck, and asked blankly, "Dad, where are we going? Why don't we drive?"

"Shall we go by subway today?" Fu Beichen answered in a warm voice.

On the subway station, because this station is a rich area, very few people get on the bus here. Even if they get on the bus, they are all servants, so there are not many people. Fu Beichen went up with Xiaole and chose an empty seat to sit down.

Xiaole was very curious. He reached out and held the handle in front of him. "Dad, this is much bigger than my car, but the chair is hard and uncomfortable!"

"Forgot to bring a cushion for Xiaole, will it be across him?" zhanyan said anxiously.

"How can a boy be so delicate?" Fu Beichen rubbed the child's head with a smile, but still picked Xiaole up from his seat and let him sit on his lap. He didn't let Xiaole sit alone. After all, people come and go, and it's not very safe.

There are passengers going up and down from time to time. Xiaole has been watching with curious eyes. The four-year-old child is always full of curiosity about unknown affairs.

The car did not reach the Civil Affairs Bureau. After they got off, they had to walk one stop. When they passed the open park, there were small vendors selling hydrogen balloons.

Xiaole pulled zhanyan's clothes and said, "Mom, I want it!"

"Which one does Xiaole like? Mom bought it for you!" Zhan Yan took Xiaole's small hand, came to the stall vendor, paid the money, and then handed the balloon line of "grey wolf" to Xiaole.

Xiaole pulled the balloon in one hand and her mother's hand in the other. Don't mention how happy she was all the way.

It seems that today is indeed a good day. There are many people in the marriage registry. Fu Beichen went to the number machine to get the number plate. The three of the family sat on the bench and waited.

Sitting next to them was also a family of three, a young couple with a little girl in their arms. The girl hung her head and didn't say a word.

The couple, even if they had been sitting in the Civil Affairs Bureau, were still arguing, listing each other's shortcomings and complaining endlessly. They came to divorce at a glance.

"Dad, I want to drink water!" Xiaole looked at Fu Beichen and said.

"Well, sit here with mom and dad to buy you juice!" Fu Beichen Wen smiled, pinched Xiaole's small face, and then got up and left.

At this time, the quarrel between the couple beside him became more and more intense. The man got up and left, leaving the woman and children behind.

The little girl was about the same age as Xiaole. She kept her head down and began to cry——

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