Heartwarming Aristocratic Marriage: Influential Master’s Wife-Chasing Strategy

   Chapter 886 Father and son talked twice and almost fainted after crying

  In the blink of an eye, June, the season of warblers and grasses has passed, and the weather has become hot.

  Song Feng took a graduation photo with the people in the dormitory a few days ago. The academic uniform was taken home the day before and cleaned a little bit. She wore it around at home and took a lot of selfies.

  Fu Shen sat on one side, squinting at her, and felt that she was still a little girl in her bones.

  "What is the graduation ceremony number?"

   "On the 18th, go back to the classroom to get the diploma and degree certificate." This also heralded the end of her college career.

  "You are going to Yanshi after graduation?"

Regarding Song Fengwan’s job search, Fu Shen never asked. Not long after she gave birth to her baby, she now needs parents to accompany and take care of her. She can stay at home for two years. When Baby Fu is older, she wants to go out and find a job. It's not too late.

  The matter of going to Yan's family, he accidentally talked about it by calling Yan Wangchuan a few days ago.

  She seems to have expressed relevant wishes with Yan Wangchuan.

   "Well, there is a branch in Beijing. Dad said that he plans to establish a design department recently."

  This branch company was founded by Yan Wangchuan more than a year ago. There are less than 50 employees inside. It is mainly responsible for external operations. Strictly speaking, it is a studio.

   "Go on graduation?"

  "Submission is required. The interview is in October, and there are still a few months."

  Song Fengwan has no qualifications or ability to control others. He plans to take it step by step. Yan Wangchuan is very supportive of this. Only by starting at the grassroots can he learn more.

   "In August Jiang Duanyan held his wedding on the island. I have other plans. After attending the wedding, I will take Qin Yuan out to play, what do you think?"

   "Yes, you arranged, shouldn't it be time to go to the old house to pick up Qin Yuan?" Song Fengwan glanced at his watch.

  Baby Fu was picked up by the old man and ordered to take him out for dinner at night.

  On the way to the old house, Song Fengwan also murmured, "Have I been out for dinner with you in a long time?"

  Fu Shen controlled the steering wheel, squinting.

  You spend a lot of time outside every day, how can you still remember our father and son?

  Fu Chen thought so, and smiled to himself, how could he make himself like a resentful woman.

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  After the two arrived at the old house, before getting out of the car, they looked at Baby Fu, who was squatting in the old man’s flower garden. Wearing his old man’s straw hat, pouting his little butt, he was humming and digging on the ground.

   "Is this kid a little fat?" Fu Chen stopped and turned off.

  At this time, it was the evening, and there were many parking vehicles. Baby Fu heard the sound of the cars, but did not raise his head, and continued to lower his head to dig the soil.

   "Where are you fat?" Baby Fu frowned.

  In her eyes, her own child is the best-looking, with a very good figure.

   "The **** is a bit big."

  "……"

  After the two got out of the car, Fu Xinhan yelled and flew over. Baby Fu looked up, opened the fence door and rushed towards Song Fengwan, "Mom——"

  The child couldn't get the head straight when he bumped into it. Song Feng was already slender when he was born late, and he was prepared for it. I didn't expect him to be so powerful that he was bumped back and staggered, and he was able to stabilize his body.

  At the time, she had an idea in her heart: He was indeed a little fat.

  Fu Shen squinted his eyes, picked up his son from behind, pinched him and walked inside.

   "Mom!"

   "When did you look like a chubby pier, so heavy, you still hit her, are you not afraid to knock your mother over?"

  Baby Fu didn't hear the second half of the sentence at all, and his head was full of chubby.

  Who sees him, doesn’t boast a good-looking and handsome, how come he is fat?

  Unhappy!

   Autistic.

  Fu Shen wanted to take him out for dinner, accompany him to the bathroom to clean, talk to him, ignore it, and hum, arrogantly.

   Fu Shen Qinghao, this kid is probably itchy.

   When going out to eat, Bao Bao Fu was also next to his mother, Fu Chen clipped things to him, also grunting, and stayed still.

  Do not eat the enemy's things, it is poisonous!

  "Why don't you eat this? Don't you like this? You can't be picky." Baby Fu doesn't know how to use chopsticks. He often grabs rice with his hands. He moves a lot, so he just set aside what Fu Chen gave him.

   "Eat everything!" Song Fengyan frowned, and then dialed the dishes back for him.

  A certain baby is also very temperamental, so he just stopped eating.

  Fu Shen sat on one side, squinting his eyes:

  I'm afraid this kid is not pumping!

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  After returning home, Song Fengwan was in the bedroom video with his roommate. He took a lot of photos before, and several people are choosing some, and they are preparing for some refinement.

  Fu Shen Zeti slipped Bao Bao Fu directly to the study.

   put him on the sofa and sat down across from him.

  Baby Fu was not happy at that time, this scene, this scene is too familiar.

   "No!" He pouted his **** and was about to get off the sofa, but the sofa was so high that he didn't dare.

   "You sit down for me!" Fu Chen frowned.

"Do not!"

  Finally, Fu Shen had no choice but to take his children's chair directly and put him on it. Now Baby Fu could not escape.

  "Do you know what you did wrong today?"

  Shifang was standing at the door, breathing out bored.

  The third master of his family has been especially preaching since he became an old father. Is it possible that he has entered menopause early?

  Baby Fu looked at him blankly.

   "I have been pestering my mother and hit him?"

   "Are you deliberately picky eaters today? You shook my face?"

  "Fu Qinyuan, where did you learn the bad habit, who taught it, dare to treat your elders this way, besides, I'm still your dad."

  ……

  Baby Fu can't express, he can only hold his mouth and listen to him.

  Until Fu Chen said, "Look at your figure, you are really a little fat, so I will eat less snacks and sugar in the future."

  Baby Fu cried loudly without any snacks.

  Shifang was swiping Weibo at the door, and suddenly heard crying. Looking through the crack of the door, there was no domestic violence. Why did you suddenly cry?

   was said to cry?

   "It's useless to cry. Recently, how many things you brought back from Uncle Duan's house, don't think I don't know."

"Wow--"

  The devil!

The door of the room was concealed. Finally, Song Fengwan’s cry was aroused by his cry, but more than ten minutes passed. When Song Fengwan arrived, he looked at Fu Chenzai talking to himself, Fu Baobao had already Crying unconsciously.

   "Brother, what are you doing?"

   "Educate the son."

  Baby Fu felt more sad the more he thought about it. At this time, the thigh came and he cried violently. In the end, his voice was too loud, and Fu Chen once suspected that the boy would faint from crying.

  He always slept between their husband and wife, and then that night...

  There is a fat leg, which keeps kicking Fu Chen's stomach.

  Baby Fu: Get out of the devil! You don't touch me.

  Fu Shen felt funny and helpless for his childish behavior. He grabbed his fat leg and hit his ass.

   "Huh?" Baby Fu was silly and was spanked.

  However, Xianlai couldn't shake the tree, so Bao Bao Fu finally compromised.

  Song Feng slept on one side at night, unaware of the undercurrent surging under the quilt.

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   Soon the day of Song Fengwan’s graduation ceremony arrived, and the day before, Duan Linbai sent an invitation letter for the two little babies of the Duan family full moon wine. This invitation letter was designed by Song Fengwan, exquisite and unique.

   "On the day of the full moon, you all will come over."

  This is the first time Song Fengwan saw the finished invitation letter, and opened his eyes, "The name is fixed? Who got it?"

  "Grandpa and Grandpa discussed it."

  He has no status at home anyway, and he can't even talk about the important matter of naming.

   "My brother is Duan Yiyan, and my sister is Duan Yinuo. It's pretty good. She keeps her promises and promises a lot of money." Song Fengwan smiled.

   "The old man said, the name does not need to be too complicated, otherwise you will lose at the starting line when you learn to write a name in the future." Duan Linbai shrugged, he looked for some rare words, and wanted to pick something special.

  The old man said directly: "Are you having an enmity with your son and daughter?"

  Duan Lin Bai looked dazed.

  "There are so many strokes, there are some words in it. If you leave the comparison, I am afraid that you can't write it out. You want to exhaust my two little babies. In the future, writing a name will be slower than others."

  Duan Linbai looked dazed, and was inexplicably criticized.

  His dad was on the side, and finally stabbed him silently.

  "You are only responsible for giving birth. I can't do anything else. Besides, it's you?"

  Duan Linbai is completely autistic, he is a fertility machine!

  However, Xu Jiamu likes these two names very much. They are simple but not vulgar, with good meaning, and they are still in pairs. You can see that they are brothers and sisters.

  Because she had no objection, Duan Linbai’s struggle was ignored without any splashing.

The full moon banquet of the Duan family is more grand than any other family. After all, his family has been in business for generations and has a very wide network of contacts. They are also happy to be happy. Everyone wants to come and be happy. The capital is also very lively for a while.

  Start to update~

  I also think it’s better to keep the name simple, but simple and not tacky is the best.

  This name is also contributed by a little cute, thank you (*￣3)(ε￣*)

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  Pick a ticket...

  (End of this chapter)