The innocent female secretary turned around and saw Fu Song standing behind him with a calm face. They were so scared that they looked at each other and turned around and slipped away in a tacit understanding.

He Jialuo was at the end, looking at Chen Hong who was feeding the child, and then Fu Song, wisely closed his mouth and closed the door of the room before leaving.

"Fu Song, look, how cute!" Chen Hong seemed to have not seen Fu Song's fierce eyes, and her eyes narrowed because of her smile.

Fu Song had no intention of looking at the baby on the bed, gritted his teeth and growled: "You did a good thing! Are you embarrassed to lose it!"

Chen Hong smiled and said, "What's the shame about me?"

"You are a young girl, with a child who is still breastfeeding. What do you want others to think of you?" Fu Song was so angry that he was speechless.

"Yellow Flower Girl? I've let you ruin it long ago, okay?" Chen Hong glanced at him, then curled his lips and said, "I care what others think of me. What does it have to do with my adopted children openly?"

Seeing that she was not remorseful, Fu Song was so angry that his head hurt, and pointed at her and said, "You can do it, you are amazing, you are awesome! I see how you explain to your dad!"

Chen Hong blinked and said, "I just said this is my child and you, who was born in Moscow."

Fu Song was frightened and said, "You fucking want me to die, just say it!"

Chen Hong burst out laughing: "How could I bear to let you die? If you die, this child will have no father."

Fu Song's eyelids twitched, unable to withstand it, and waved his hands repeatedly and said, "I don't do anything like Xi Dad, whoever wants to do it, you can ask for it."

Chen Hong bared her little white teeth and said, "This is what you said, then I will find someone capable to do it. I don't believe it anymore. I can't find a father for the child like this!"

Fu Song almost spit out an old blood mouthful: "You! You! Fuck you... You are cruel!"

He dared not bet on such things. Chen Hong cannot judge this kind of thing by common sense. If nothing else, who would have thought that Minister Chen, who was extremely cool in front of outsiders, would lie at his feet and bark, and the more he whipped his belt, the more he became more and more cheerful?

Seeing Chen Hong looking at him without any concession, Fu Song sighed and said softly: "Why don't you just make your own decisions without discussing it with me?"

Chen Hong muttered, "Ask you, you will definitely not agree, I have to take action first and then report."

"No!" Fu Song became angry again. Seeing Chen Hong raised her head and stared at her, he quickly took a deep breath, "Forget it, I'm too lazy to argue with you. What are you going to do in the future?"

Chen Hong smiled and said, "I have completed the adoption procedures, what else can I do?"

Fu Song was stunned and said speechlessly: "You completed the adoption procedures in the morning? When will our country be so efficient in service?"

Chen Hong said proudly: "I went to the Affiliated Hospital of Medical University today and just mentioned the idea of ​​adopting it. Guess what?"

Fu Song rolled his eyes and said, "The hospital was so excited that he almost knelt down for you, and he wanted to pay you money."

"Smart!" Chen Hong gave him a thumbs up, "The little guy stayed in the office of the head nurse in the obstetrics and gynecology department last night. When I went there, I had just finished my breasts and was gnawing at my fingers. I still giggled when I saw me, and I saw that I was destined to be with me!"

At this time, Fu Song had figured out why she looked so strange this morning. It turned out that there was something hidden in her heart. This girl probably thought about it all night, no wonder she was not energetic in the morning.

Woman...

"Oh..." Fu Song sighed again, hesitated for a moment, walked closer, and looked at the baby drinking milk on the bed.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it. When Fu Song's heart suddenly melted, his snow-white skin was so tender that he could pinch water's face, his black and thick hair, and his big, shiny eyes, and his long eyelashes were blinking while biting his pacifier.

Good, why do you want such a beautiful daughter?

Fu Song was so angry that he didn't dare to take a breath and asked softly: "Is it the one in the flower bed yesterday?"

"Yes." Chen Hong nodded and looked up and asked, "How is it? It looks good, right?"

Fu Song said in amazement: "Look at these big eyes, dark and dark. Such a good child, my parents are so cruel!"

Chen Hong said indignantly: "That's it! Born without raising one, there is no human nature at all!"

Fu Song reached out and poked the child's little arm, soft and tender.

He couldn't help but think of his daughters. Before he knew it, the expression on his face became softer and he asked, "How old are you?"

Chen Hong said: "At most half a month, the doctor said that such a older child could not see anything clearly. He must not even know what her father and mother looked like, alas."

"You will be her mother from now on." Fu Song patted her back and said.

Chen Hong said in surprise: "Did you agree?"

"I don't agree with you, can you send the child away?" Fu Song felt that her question was not nutritious at all. Even if Chen Hong wanted to send her away, he would not agree.

He made this cheap dad!

"Don't even think about it!" Chen Hong immediately opened her arms to protect the little guy, and then kissed her chubby little hand, "You will be my daughter from now on!"

Fu Song turned his head and asked, "You haven't named a name yet, are you?"

Chen Hong smiled and said, "No, I thought about it last night. I will leave the arduous task of naming a name to you, the father."

Fu Song's mouth twitched, and he was about to refuse, but the couple's expectant eyes couldn't help but soften their hearts and smiled and said, "Whether my surname or you?"

"Of course I'm my last name!" Although Chen Hong was impulsive today, she was very clear about this matter.

Fu Song thought for a while and said, "This child should be a local. Even if he is not from the provincial capital, he should be near the provincial capital. Since he is from our side, his name is Man, Chen Man, not Xiao Man'er's Man, but graceful Man, how about it?"

"Chen Man? Chen Man..., Chen Man!" Chen Hong repeated three times and said happily: "This name is good, catchy, you really have it!"

Fu Song leaned over and teased Chen Man and smiled, "She wants to call me dad in the future, can I give her a nice name?"

Chen Hong leaned her head on his shoulder, looked at Chen Man who was sucking her breasts desperately, and said with a happy look: "This is our eldest daughter. Even if I give birth to you in the future, you have to recognize her, and you cannot be partial to it!"

Fu Song pinched her nose and said with a hilarious look: "What's the use of not being biased? The key is that you, as a mother, will have to work hard to make money in the future. You must not save enough dowry."

Chen Hong snorted proudly, "This is natural!"

Fu Song thought that the temperature was a little low last night and said with some concern: "Did you have a check on your child?"

Chen Hong said: "I had a general examination before leaving. Except for a little slight panting, there was nothing serious. The doctor said it was very healthy."

Fu Song then put his heart back in his stomach, but immediately frowned and said, "You can't take her around, you can't walk around like this. What if such a young child is bumping into him?"

Chen Hong suddenly said with a frown: "Yes, what should I do?"

Fu Song said: "How about finding a nanny here and let the nanny take care of him first."

Chen Hong immediately shook her head: "How can that happen? I'm not at ease. Forget it, I'd better go home. My mother has been complaining that she's idle, so I'll find her granddaughter to play with."

Fu Song took a deep breath and touched her forehead: "Aren't you afraid that your parents will scold you?"

"Why did my parents scold me?" Chen Hong didn't think it was a big deal. "When you get home, you can register Chen Man's household registration. That's it. I'll leave tomorrow."

Seeing that she was determined, Fu Song had to say, "I can't leave anymore, so let He Jia accompany you back."

Chen Hong did not refuse. She was a "yellow girl" who had no experience in taking care of her children. If He Jia was with her, she would at least be much more peaceful.

The next morning, Chen Hong and He Jia were sent on the train, and Fu Song set out directly from the train station and headed to the farm in the Yellow River Delta.

As soon as he got in the car, Guo Fansheng asked sneakily: "Who's it?"

Fu Song didn't react for a moment, "Whose?"

Guo Fansheng said contemptuously: "Pretending with me!"

"You said child?" Fu Song laughed silly and pointed to his nose and said, "Don't you think it's mine, do you?"

Although Guo Fansheng didn't say anything, the expression on his face was already very telling.

Fu Song said helplessly: "That was adopted by Chen Hong, and it has nothing to do with me! No, why are you, a big man, so gossipy?"

Guo Fansheng smiled awkwardly: "I'm just a little curious. Chen Hong isn't married yet, right?"

Fu Song rolled his eyes: "Can you care about you?"

Guo Fansheng was choked by him and said earnestly: "Old Fu, be careful, everyone knows that it is not good for him to do anything."

Fu Song coughed suddenly and said in a quiet tone: "Is it that obvious?"

Guo Fansheng laughed and said, "I'll take a nap behind."

Fu Song: “….”

I'm so careful, why are I still discovered?

Is Chen Hong's voice too loud?

It shouldn't be, the sound insulation of the hotel rooms is quite good...

However, he quickly put this matter behind his mind. So what if others know about it?

Besides, the scope of people who know about this is not too large. Apart from Guo Fansheng, he is probably the secretary team.

No one who can enter the Secretariat is not a tight-lipped person, and the person who has loose mouths cannot stay in the Secretariat for long.

But there seems to be an exception...

Fu Song's eyes couldn't help but fall on the back of a person's head. Grandma, she almost forgot about Feng Ye's little transparent.

After being out for so long, he hasn't asked her to write a manuscript yet. How can this work? I have to find something for her to do and not let her be idle.

"Feng Ye, come here."

"Mr. Fu, what's the matter?"

Somehow, Fu Song felt that she looked at her with a strange look, and was too lazy to think deeply, and said, "You have been out for so many days and you have visited many companies. What do you think?"

Feng Ye said: "Mr. Fu, I don't understand corporate management, I really can't say what I think."

Fu Song was angry and laughed: "You are so fucking honest."

Feng Ye smiled and said, "I dare not pretend to understand. If you talk nonsense, you will have to scold me again."

Fu Song said laughing and crying: "Forget it, maybe my expectations for you are too high. You can do some publicity work in the future."

Feng Ye said unconvincedly: "Mr. Fu, you didn't give me a chance before, why did you kill my path?"

Fu Song said: "I just asked you what you think. When you ask me three questions, what other bicycle do you want?"

Feng Ye hurriedly said, "Actually, I still have some small ideas."

Fu Song said suspiciously: "It was not something that was thought of temporarily, right?"

Feng Ye: “….”

Fu Song smiled and said, "Okay, then you can tell me."

Feng Ye took out the notebook from his bag, opened it and glanced at it, and handed it to Fu Song and said, "Mr. Fu, look at this. I made a simple statistics on the proportion of our investment in the group joint venture, and found that only half of the joint ventures have the advantage of our equity."

Fu Song asked while looking, "What about?"
Chapter completed!