You are enough,My President!

Song Xiaoyan heard, suddenly frown, unhappy, "uncle, you are joking, Zhan Beichen looks so ugly, how can it be my brother."

"What if it was..."

"Second young master, I must take the young lady back now, wait for the size. Elder sister calls to ask, I am not easy to explain! " The maid saw that song Qiqin and song Xiaoyan were chattering endlessly. They had no choice but to come and disturb them.

Well.

Song Qiqin no longer asked, touched song Xiaoyan's small head and said, "well, you go back, xiaoyanyan is good, your uncle will come to pick you up from school tomorrow evening."

"Yes." Song Xiaoyan heavily nodded, waved to him, and went to the nanny car.

When she got on the car, song Qiqin got on his motorcycle and packed his hair in a small transparent bag. Then he took out his mobile phone and called Zhan Beitian.

After the phone was connected, he smilingly asked, "brother-in-law, where are you now? I got my hair! Here you are. "

"Well, well, I'll be right here."

Song Qiqin took the line and started the motorcycle, and then Biobio ran to the place where Zhan Beitian was.

In less than ten minutes, he arrived at the downstairs of his company.

As soon as he took off his heavy helmet, he saw that man with a slender body and a cold face, who refused to be seen from thousands of miles away, had been waiting for Maybach.

Hehe.

Song Qiqin put his hands in his pocket, and with a bad smile in his mouth, he walked towards Zhan Beitian.

Grinning and flattering, he said: "brother in law, if you stand beside Maybach, it's just a handsome man with a luxury car. It's a perfect match. I'm a big man who has seen dementia, not to mention girls!"

Zhan Beitian

Looking at the glib song Qiqin with cold eyes and expressionless face, he stretched out a hand to him, and his thin lips opened, "hair, give me."

The voice was full of seriousness and thoroughness.

The tone of the command and the tense face made Song Qi Qin silent.

He took out two pieces of hair from his pocket and handed it to Zhan Beitian. He said, "well, I finally got my hair. Brother in law, you can't lose it. By the way, brother-in-law, when will you do DNA comparison? You will tell me when it comes out. "

"Long winded." Zhan Beitian takes off his hair, installs it, opens the door and wants to go.

Song Qiqin put his hand against the door of his car and said, "brother-in-law, are you going home? I'll go back with you by motorcycle now. I haven't seen the little devil for a long time. By the way, I'll go to your house to have dinner and see if your cooking skills have improved

"Zhan Beichen is not at home." Zhan Bei's balance is as quiet as water.

"Isn't it just after school? Where has he gone Song Qiqin said he was puzzled.

"Cram school, I still have to be busy. The time when I should go back in the evening is uncertain. I'm leaving." Zhan Beitian opened the door, drilled in, and slammed the door.

Suddenly, it seemed to think of something. He rolled down the window and said to song Qiqin coldly, "take care of your girlfriend. Don't let her bite people again."

Then he started the engine and disappeared.

Song Qiqin

What do you mean?!

Take care of your girlfriend so she doesn't bite?

Is Zhan Beitian talking about Lin Jiamei or Huangfu Rao?

My brother-in-law's cold nature, I don't know which woman can stand it. It's freezing to death!

Forget it. Don't worry about him for the time being.

Song Qiqin rode his motorcycle and went back.

-

Zhan Beitian was driving with a cool face and a complicated look.

In fact, what he is struggling with is a result.

If Zhan Beichen is really the result of his and Song Zhi's external acceptance of essence, Rao is not his own mother. In the future, there will be some trouble in dealing with the relationship between the little demon king and Song Zhi.

Even though he has no feelings for Song Zhi, his mother is a mother after all, and no one can replace this identity.

In fact, Zhan Beitian thought very clearly that no matter whose child Zhan Beichen was, it would not affect the relationship between him and Huangfu Rao.

She's the stepmother of the little devil.

It doesn't matter.

His only worry is that Rao Rao will be wronged in the future.

After all, once she is not Zhan Beichen's mother, all kinds of pressure will follow.

What's more, if Song Zhi is Zhan Beichen's mother, can Zhan Beichen accept Rao Rao as his stepmother?!

Zhan Beitian has a headache all the time.

He touched out his mobile phone and called Zhao Qiyou, who had not been seen for a long time.

At the moment, Zhao Qiyou is hugging around, his face is covered with red lipstick, the picture and its fragrance ah Yan.

When the phone rang, he still took out a glance. When he saw that it was the demon king, he subconsciously held back the beauty around him, pressed the answer button, and said to the phone, "Oh, Zhan Shao, it's rare that you have a woman, and you can think of me as a friend. It's really an honor."Zhan Beitian

There was a lot of noise on the phone.

It's like being in a bar.

Zhan Beitian speechless said to the phone: "where are the people? bar? I'll find you. "

"Zhan Shao, what do you want from me? To be frank, I will drink with my sister. " Zhao Qiyou guldong drinks a mouthful of wine, and doesn't want to let the big devil come to ruin the fun.

"It's important to find you! Old place, right? Well, wait for me at the door in ten minutes and hang up. "

After Zhan Beitian finished, he hung up and gave Zhao Qiyou no chance to speak.

Zhao Qiyou

A silent moment in front of the mobile phone.

Seeing that he had finished the phone call, several beauties hugged him again, reached out and pushed his chest, and said, "Zhao Dashao, will you be accompanied tonight? You haven't been lucky for a long time! "

"Young and old, how about we three sisters serving you tonight, and promise to serve you like the emperor? I don't know how much we miss you

Zhao Qiyou seems to enjoy women's coquetry, squinting their narrow eyes, and wiping on the beauty's chest. "Ha ha, I still like one-on-one, or you three draw lots to decide who will go home with me tonight?"

"Oh, how bad you are, young and old." While eating grapes for Zhao Qiyou, women feed him to drink wine and enjoy massage. It's really comfortable.

Soon Zhao Qiyou's phone rang.

When he pressed the answer button, he heard Zhan Bei's cold voice coming from the phone: "Zhao Qiyou! Come out

The threatening voice made Zhao Qiyou's head swell.

No way, who let him be Zhan Shao. Zhao Qiyou earned the moon from the beauties and walked out with his rickety body.

Zhan Beitian saw him come out from afar. His face and neck were full of red lipstick.

"Good luck!" Zhan Beitian stood in front of him and said coldly.

"That is, young do not wind flow, old want wind flow can not!"

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