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Xu Ruoxi held a cup of grapefruit juice and said with a smile, "yes, Shaoxiang, you can eat rice indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense."

"Who's talking nonsense?" Cheng Shaoxiang shouted reluctantly, "who was here just now, making phone calls and looking at the door of the hospital?"

Xu Ruoxi's face was a little red and was about to attack. Nearby, Sophie went out in time to help her solve the siege.

"Ruoxi, your concert will be held in two weeks. I heard that there are limited edition dresses for Paris Fashion Week next week. Have you ordered Evan's latest style?"

"You also want Evan to design one for you alone, don't you?" Xu Ruoxi winked at Sophie: "I can help."

"Really?" Sophie shouted excitedly, "ha ha, can I wear the dress designed by Evan?"

"Of course it's true," Lei Shengting, who just came over, said: "who is Ruoxi? The youngest pianist in China. Her costumes half a month later are tailor-made for her by Evan."

Zijun turned around and saw that Lei Shengting had brought a little baby over a year old.

Lei Shengting also approached and saw Zijun. He immediately nodded to her and said, "sister-in-law is coming."

No matter how long the marriage between Tong Zhenyu and Zhang Zijun can last, in a word, Zhang Zijun is Tong Zhenyu's wife one day. Lei Shengting should be called his sister-in-law.

Cheng Shaoxiang stared at Xu Ruoxi with wide eyes: "Wow, your performance dresses are all tailor-made by Evan. Isn't that great? Are you going to take the international route?"

Xu Ruoxi glanced at Bai Cheng Shaoxiang: "is it difficult that I have to change to the rural route?"

Everyone laughed. Cheng Shaoxiang was choked and blushed immediately.

"By the way, where are Zhenzhou and Xia LAN?" Sophie found that Zhenzhou and Xia LAN who were still here had disappeared.

"They must have gone there to see the gifts," Qiao Zimo said with a smile. "Today, my aunt received a lot of baby birthday gifts. I heard that my uncle sent a frog fun picture to my aunt."

"Really?" Cheng Shaoxiang suggested: "frog fun picture, this is an ancient calligraphy painting. Let's enjoy it, too."

Zijun stood quietly and watched them talk about fashion, antiques, calligraphy and painting.

Tong Zhenyu found Zijun standing silently, frowning slightly on his side: "why don't you speak?"

Zijun smiled bitterly in his heart. Where is she not talking? No one wants to talk to her at all. She has been completely ignored by them, okay?

"Brother Sheng Ting, let's enjoy the frog fun picture too. We can't see it until my aunt puts it away." Sophie shouted nearby.

Lei Shengting looked at the child with his eyes: "my sister walked away and asked me to take care of her."

"Well... Who doesn't go to see frog fun?" Sophie asked everyone, but her eyes fell directly on Zhang Zijun.

Zijun is not the kind of person who doesn't know interest. She is not familiar with these people, especially with Sophie. Even if she goes with her, she probably asks for nothing.

So she said to Lei Shengting, "Mr. Lei, go with them to enjoy calligraphy and painting. My nephew will leave it to me to take care of you."

"What's so funny?" Lei Shengting shook his head and disagreed with Zijun's staying to look after the children.

"Miss Zhang, just go with us," Xu Ruoxi said with a smile. "Frog fun picture is a rare treasure."

Zijun shook his head and said faintly, "no, you go. I don't understand antique calligraphy and painting. It's white to see it. It's better to stay and take care of the children."

"What are you doing, Ruoxi? People don't want to go. Do you think everyone has artistic cells like you?"

Sophie was a little impatient on one side and urged, "hurry up, we'll have dinner later."

Sophie shouted this sentence, took the lead in taking two steps and turned back to urge Tong Zhenyu standing there: "brother Zhenyu, hurry, let's go together."

Tong Zhenyu hesitated a little, and then looked at Zijun with low eyes: "well, I'll go and have a look and come out."

Before Zijun could nod, Cheng Shaoxiang grabbed Tong Zhenyu's arm and pulled it away.

Zijun, looking back from their departure, said to Lei Shengting, who was still standing there, "give me your child."

"That's hard." Lei Shengting handed the child to Zijun.

Lei Shengting's nephew is just a little over a year old. In fact, he is still a little unstable, because he shaves his head in summer, with a small ball of hair on his forehead and heart.

Wearing a red belly pocket and a pair of bright dark big eyes, it looks as lovely as the little Fuwa in the New Year picture.

At first, Zijun thought the child was easy to coax. After all, he already knew how to walk. Just lead him around the yard.

But soon she found that the child was far from as noisy as she thought. Before she took two steps, the little guy refused to go. A pair of small hands were raised and his mouth kept shouting "hug".

Well, this is for her to hold. She has no choice but to squat down and pick up the little guy.

The child didn't know if he was hungry. As soon as he got into her arms, a pair of small hands went straight to the round circle in front of her chest, grabbed it and bit it with his mouth.

Zijun's face turned red with shame, and there were other chatting guests around. She quickly used her hand to pull the little guy's head out of her arms.

The little guy must be really hungry. When he saw the delicious food flying, he immediately cried out, "wow", and kept shouting "Mom, mom."

Zijun didn't know who the little guy's mother was. He had never seen Lei Shengting's sister before, so he couldn't help the little guy find his mother for a while.

There were some candies and snacks on the next table. She hurried forward and handed an apple to the little guy in her arms, just trying to coax him not to cry.

When he had something to eat, the little guy really stopped crying. His tears were still on his face. The corners of his mouth had already smiled. He grabbed the apple and stuffed it into his mouth. Immediately, the fruit juice flowed on Zijun's chest and got wet.

Zijun has never held a child before, especially such a small child,

She immediately felt that she was holding the child in the wrong position, so she wanted to stand the little guy up and let him lie on her shoulder.

Who knows, the child was eating an apple. She was immediately unhappy by her fierce building. She immediately moved her hands and feet in her arms, trying to find a comfortable place.

Zijun was wearing high-heeled shoes. The child in his arms was pedaling and dancing. He slipped under his feet and immediately leaned aside.

"Be careful!" a slender hand immediately grabbed her arm and wrapped her waist.

And a gentle and familiar voice came from my ears.