Marrying a son, the president is so mighty!

"So, for so many years, Lu Shaochuan has been pestering your mother?"

"That's right, Shaochuan's father is very good to his mother and Luanluan. He often brings many gifts to Luanluan." Without even noticing that the face of someone in front of him is getting worse and worse, the little girl said with joy.

But, soon, the little brows frowned, the little mouth was flattened, and the eyes were red, "I miss Shaochuan's father, I want to call Shaochuan's father!"

"No!" Shen Chenxuan directly rejected her idea.

In my heart, I feel aggrieved.

How many gifts have I brought to this girl? Why did she call him a bad uncle?

"I want to! I want to call my mother and Shaochuan's father! They have long promised to celebrate Luanluan's birthday with them, and they can't break their promise!" The little girl raised her face and tried her best to fight against him.The little neck and face were all red, so pitiful.

Shen Chenxuan couldn't bear it anymore, but, don't even think about celebrating your birthday with Lu Shaochuan!Why should his daughter want that man to accompany her?

"I can satisfy your request—" Shen Chenxuan raised his left hand and right hand respectively, and looked at her, "This is my mother, and this is Lu Shaochuan. Choose one to celebrate your birthday with you."

The little girl is very tangled very tangled.

His eyes went back and forth between his hands for a long time, and he raised his eyelids to look at him from time to time, as if begging him to forgive him.

"If you don't choose again, I will treat you as if you don't want both!"

"I choose this!" She was in a hurry, and quickly grabbed his left hand with her small hand.

Her little hands are soft, like cotton candy.Being held, Shen Chenxuan's heart was extremely soft, and he reversed his hand and held her small hand in reverse.

"Okay, I promise you!"

The little girl's eyes sparkled, and she said that she was about to slide down from the hanging basket, "Then I'll call my mother!"

Shen Chenxuan was afraid that she would fall, so he reached out and hugged her directly on his shoulders.The little girl is no longer depressed when she thinks that she can hear her mother's voice and celebrate her birthday with her.In a good mood, she wrapped her arms around his neck and said delicately, "Uncle, I found out that you are not that bad."

What is this called?

"Since it's not so bad, let's call it 'Daddy'."

"Hmm~ don't." She looked disgusted, her head was shaking like a rattle, and her doll-like curly hair was dancing lively, "I'll call you daddy when mom likes you."

Waiting for Jingwu to like him?

Shen Chenxuan raised his eyebrows, "Maybe your mother likes me now?"

"No way." The little girl didn't even think about it, and directly denied it for her mother, "If mom likes uncle, she will definitely let me call him daddy. Just like she likes Shaochuan's daddy, she will let me call Shaochuan's daddy Slightly."

What a father who likes Shaochuan!

Even the daughter can see it, so how unavoidable are they usually? !

When Shen Chenxuan dialed the phone for the child, the strength of his fingertips was so strong that he could almost pierce the phone.

...................

Lying on the bed alone, Jing Wu tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

Rubbing the ring, various complex emotions surged in my heart.Why is the ring on his finger?Why did he keep it?

From the beginning to the end, the relationship between them was really at an impasse.

When she was pregnant with Luan Luan, she still didn't give up and made countless calls to him with no reply.But what about the result?What was waiting was nothing but news of his overwhelming marriage, and he said, never see you again...

So ruthless, so decisive...

Chest hurts again.She curled herself into a ball, the ring was pressed in the palm of her hand, and the bright diamond hurt.

The phone rang suddenly at this moment.

Stretching out his hand, he touched it randomly, without looking at the screen, and pressed it directly to his ear to listen.

"Hello." She said first, her tone low.

"it's me."

A simple response, with a low voice, which sounds a bit chilly at night.Obviously, someone over there is in a bad mood!