Prosperous Marriage: Three Adorable Babies Fighting Daddy

Early the next morning, Chunyu Li was dressed in black, carried the little guy into the car, and stuffed the filled milk into his arms.

"Love seat belts!"

"Know it!"

Sibao put the baby bottle aside, fastened the seat belt of the child's exclusive seat skillfully, then picked up the baby bottle and began to drink milk.Chunyu Li got into the car from the other side, checked it, and then started the car and drove towards the kindergarten.

"In kindergarten, don't fight with other children and listen to the teacher. Remember to call if you have something to do. The number is in your mobile phone. Remember to keep the phone with you."

Seeing that he was about to reach the place, Chunyuli worriedly told Sibao, fearing that if he accidentally had an accident, he would not be able to go back by himself.

"I see."

Si Bao unbuckled his seat belt, opened the car door and got out of the car. Chun Yuli sat in the car and watched him greet the teacher, followed other children into the kindergarten, and then drove the car away.

When he returned to the office, heavy work was waiting for him. Not long after he sat down, Secretary Hong knocked on the door and came in to deliver the documents for signature.

"Secretary Hong, buy all the classic talking story books and send them to the apartment."

Secretary Hong, who had turned around, paused and looked back at him full of astonishment. Chun Yuli was so annoyed that she was dying, but she still kept a straight face, pretending to be serious about her work.Life and death refused to let people discover his embarrassment.

Secretary Hong has been with him for so long, how could he not understand his habits at all, knowing that she has stepped into a minefield.After being stunned for a moment, he responded decisively and quickly, and even the steps were ready.

"The president is such a good father."

Secretary Hong felt that his smile was fake, and after quickly making notes, he turned and walked out of the office, wishing he could put a pair of Hot Wheels under his feet.

After the person left, Chunyu Li was stunned for a while, then shook his head and started to get busy.

Outside the mosque, Yan Fu Ningyue in black tights stood not far away with his men, watching the women coming and going pouring into the mosque, her head suddenly became dizzy.

"How do I find someone here? They're all dressed in the same style, and they all cover their heads!" She looked at the crowd angrily, her face turning blue.

The man behind him explained very calmly: "Today is the anniversary of Fatima's death. Muslim women from all over the world will gather in the mosque to hold grand activities."

Yan Fu Ningyue: "..."

She doesn't believe in Buddhism, let alone Islam, she only believes in herself.

Yan Fu Ningyue looked at the crowd, gritted her teeth and said, "Let's go!"

"We're not looking for it anymore?" The man asked in surprise, apparently not believing what he just heard.

Yan Fu Ningyue shook her head, "I won't look for it anymore."

If you don't want her to find her, you don't have to worry about it, but she will use another more enthusiastic way to let her appear in front of her.She doesn't believe it anymore, can that mysterious person stop him for a lifetime?

Yan Funingyue got angry, got into the car, leaned on the back of the chair, and said coldly: "Contact the major media, and gather in the conference room of the hotel at three o'clock this afternoon. If you don't come, buy it directly."

The man was taken aback for a moment, then nodded quickly, "Got it."

After the car drove away, a young girl came out of the mosque. She was wearing a white dress, with her long hair wrapped in a headscarf, leaving only a pair of beautiful big eyes.

"father!"