Chapter 117 Mommy, Can You Not Hate Big Pig Trotters?

Shang Yuyu knew about Song Nian using Anna's name to fool Fu Junyu Wanheng.

At this moment, hearing Wan Heng address Song Nian'anna, although she felt awkward, she didn't say anything.

Moreover, Wan Heng asked Song Nian, so she just listened.

Song Nian chewed and swallowed the steak slowly, his red lips curled up slightly, and his voice was light and soft: "Yuyu's life was on the line."

When Song Nian mentioned this, Shang Yuyu instantly had the right to speak. She looked at Wan Heng, took Song Nian's words and said, "You probably have the impression that I flew abroad a few years ago due to international cooperation. Kind of a surprise."

"At that time, I really almost couldn't survive, and it was Nian Nian who saved me. My life-and-death friend, let me remember Nian Nian, and then stalked Nian Nian, and later became a good friend, until now!"

Wan Heng had an impression of what Shang Yuyu said, the incident was very noisy at that time, he was entrusted by Shang Baise to fly abroad, but he didn't go afterwards, it is said that Shang Yuyu was safe and sound.

Unexpectedly, the person who kept Shang Yuyu safe and sound would be Anna!
This Anna, it seems that her medical skills are really good.

After all, he knew how urgent the situation was.

At that time, I was very curious and wanted to get to know this doctor who robbed death.It's just that he inquired many times, but found nothing, and Shang Yuyu was even tight-lipped here and did not disclose any information.

Unexpectedly, it would be Anna!
"But..." Wan Heng looked at Shang Yuyu and Song Nian, "Isn't Miss An called Anna? Why do you call her Nian Nian? Logically speaking, shouldn't she be called Nana?"

Regarding this question, Shang Yuyu smiled mysteriously: "Guess."

Wan Heng: "..." He guessed it and asked!

It was Fu Junyu, whose eyes of a fox who knew everything passed by Song Nian, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

Anna, Queen, Song Nian, SN... how many secrets do you have that I don't know?
Song Nian happened to catch Fu Junyu's glance. She picked up the red wine and took a sip, her eyes slightly cold.

What kind of moth is this evildoer going to give birth to?

***
After dinner, night falls.

Song Nian carried Song Suisui and Shang Yuyu back to the room, and after washing up with the little guy, Song Nian carried them back to the room.

Song Suisui sat on the bed, looked at Song Nian, and a childlike voice sounded: "Mommy~"

When the little guy begged Song Nian for something, his voice would be extra sweet and he would put on a cute look.

"Huh?" Song Nian sat down, pulled the quilt over the little guy, and picked up the storybook with his cold hands.

Song Suisui hugged Song Nian, pillowed her small face on her hand, raised her pink and jade-carved face to look at her: "Mommy, can I not hate big pig's hooves?"

As soon as Song Nian asked this question, he knew that Fu Junyu's behavior in the kindergarten in the afternoon warmed up the little guy.

"Yes." Gently kissing the little guy's forehead, Song Nian's voice was very gentle: "You don't need to hate him, but you can also like him."

No matter what she is doing, she can't stop everything.

It's as if An An met her and got very close to her because of blood relationship.

She must be the same as An An at all ages, and she is very close to Fu Junyu.

Seeing Song Nian agreeing so quickly, Song Suisui blinked, "Aren't Mommy angry?"

"Don't be angry." Song Nian kissed the little guy's chubby face, "Baby can like him and accept him, but you must remember that taking back your brother is always the first priority."

"I know!" Song Suisui nodded, holding Song Nian's face in his little hands, and kissed her cheek.

After reading a fairy tale to the little guy to lull him to sleep, Song Nian got up, turned off the lights and left the room.

Shang Yuyu was still waiting for her in the living room——

(End of this chapter)

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