She is the president's favorite

Chapter 802 Young Ting...

Yes, this is not the end.

These women now say they still want to take a photo with him...

Looking at this group of people, he was immediately speechless, so many people, taking a group photo one by one... Then when will it be?
He didn't come here to hold a fan meeting!

"Let's take pictures together! But who will help us take pictures?" A servant reluctantly agreed, but suddenly thought, if they take pictures together, who should help them press the shutter.

Of course, bodyguards can't be counted on. The bodyguards here are all like the young master. They are cold and ugly, and they will not help them kindly at all.

At this time, someone suddenly stopped their eyes on the little guy who stood aside and looked at them suspiciously...

How about... just let the young master help them?

"Are you busy?!" Just as the servants were getting into trouble, an unhappy voice suddenly came from the other side of the stairs!

Seeing this, the servants turned their heads to look over, and saw the young master and young mistress coming down from the second floor...

"Master! I'm sorry, let's go to work now." A group of servants were so frightened that their expressions changed, they picked up Wen Chengqian's autograph and ran away in a hurry.

Seeing this, Wen Chengqian breathed a sigh of relief.

When his eyes swept over Ning Ziqi, Wen Chengqian showed worry on his face.

Because he thought of what Zhou Xuange said, her eyes...

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"What are you doing here?" Beichen Shixi stopped at the stairs, looking at Wen Chengqian unhappily.

Why is he still here?Moreover, it also made a mess of the villa!

"Come and see my godson!" Wen Chengqian smiled, and stretched out his hand to pull Beichen Shaoting from the side.

"Wen Chengqian, you are still shameless, who is your godson?!" Hearing this, Beichen Shixi was a little angry!
Not everyone can afford to be his son's godfather!

"If you don't believe me, ask your son! He voluntarily called me godfather, I didn't force him!" Wen Chengqian shrugged helplessly, and glanced at the little guy beside him.

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Ning Ziqi also stopped on the stairs, squinting and looking down.

Finally, his eyes locked on the little figure beside Wen Chengqian...

Although I can't see clearly, I can vaguely feel something.

"Father..." Beichen Shaoting walked past Wen Chengqian, stopped a few meters away from the stairs, raised his head, and looked at Beichen Shixi.

"Shaoting..." Suddenly, a trembling voice sounded.

Beichen Shaoting looked up at the woman beside Beichen Shixi suspiciously.

Is she calling herself?

There were tears in Ning Ziqi's eyes, and she was even more excited when she saw that blurry little figure.

That's her son...

Thinking about it, Ning Ziqi walked down the stairs quickly and hugged the vague figure.

Ning Ziqi hugged his slender figure, gritted her teeth, and couldn't stop the tears from flowing out.

Her son has grown so big, but she, as a mother, has done nothing for him!

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Beichen Shixi stood where he was, without moving.

He just quietly watched Ning Ziqi holding the child and crying, with no expression on his stern face.

The same goes for Wen Chengqian on the side. Like Beichen Shixi, he watched all this happen quietly.

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As if frightened by the sudden movement, Beichen Shixi's small body suddenly froze.

(End of this chapter)