She is the president's favorite

Chapter 797 Sure enough, he is the son of Beichen Shixi...

Who is that person that Dad brought back?She is so big...why does she still need to hug her?
Seeing Beichen Shixi frowned, the servant quickly took Beichen Shaoting's hand: "Young master, let's go down first, I will play games with you."

The little guy glanced at Beichen Shixi, then raised his head to look at the servant, finally nodded, and let the servant lead him away.

Looking at the back of his son leaving, Beichen Shixi didn't have much expression on his face.

He turned his head slowly, his eyes continued to fall on Ning Ziqi's, and he was not willing to leave for a moment.

He has no doubt that even if he keeps watching like this, he won't feel tired...

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Being brought to the first floor by the servant, Beichen Shaoting didn't make much trouble.

Although the servant said that he was playing games with him, Beichen Shaoting was not willing to communicate with them too much.

In the end, I was alone, holding the remote control racing car brought back by Beichen Shixi last time, sitting on the carpet and playing alone.

Although the little guy is only two years old now, the servants have already discovered that he is different from his peers.

I don't know if it's because the young grandmother has not been around for the past two years.

Beichen Shaoting sat quietly by the side, his black clear eyes stared at the racing car all the time, his fleshy little hands held the remote control, and he was very flexible in controlling the remote control car.

"Mr. Wen!" Suddenly, a servant's voice came from outside the door.

Hearing Mr. Wen's three words, Beichen Shaoting, who had been sitting on the carpet playing with the remote control car, raised his head energetically in an instant.

"Godson!" Wen Chengqian walked in happily carrying two latest limited edition remote control racing cars.

Seeing this, the little guy happily got up from the carpet, and then walked a few steps towards Wen Chengqian reservedly.

When he got close, the little guy called out obediently: "Godfather."

Looking at the racing car in Wen Chengqian's hand, his immature face was full of joy.

"Come on, let godfather see, have you gained weight recently?" With a warm smile on his face, Wen Chengqian squatted down, put the racing car aside, spread his hands, and signaled Beichen Shaoting to throw himself into his arms .

But the little guy didn't do that at all, he just took a few steps and walked towards him.

Wen Chengqian was a little helpless, this kid was quite similar to that arrogant Beichen Shixi.

But this kid is better than his father, a kid is a kid after all, if you treat him better, he will get acquainted with you...

"Godfather play racing with you, okay?" Wen Chengqian picked up the box of one of the racing cars and shook it in front of Beichen Shaoting.

"Okay." The little guy nodded with joy in his eyes.

Wen Chengqian smiled, quickly picked up two boxes, and placed them in front of Beichen Shaoting for him to choose.

"You pick one, and the rest will be mine, and then we'll compete!"

After hearing Wen Chengqian's words, Beichen Shaoting nodded half-understanding.

Although he still doesn't particularly understand the true meaning of the game.

Both racing cars are limited editions in a super popular cartoon released this year, one is red and the other is black.

The little guy chose the black racing car without any hesitation.

Seeing this, Wen Chengqian sighed helplessly again.

Well, it really is Beichen Shixi's son...

This kid's taste is exactly the same as his father's.

(End of this chapter)