Yu Jinwen raised his eyebrows, waiting for her next words.

Nan Song said: "It's a miracle that Fu Yu has survived until now and hasn't been beaten to death."

Yu Jinwen couldn't help laughing, "I asked him this before, and he said...it's because he is handsome."

"Bah! Shameless!"

Fortunately, Fu Yu is not in front of Nan Song now, otherwise she would have grabbed him and given him a beating.

Yu Jinwen looked through the dictionary all night, but couldn't think of a particularly suitable name. He felt that it was not worthy of his and Xiao Song's treasured son.

"Don't be in a hurry, think slowly, maybe inspiration will come one day."

The couple hasn't made the little one yet, but they are planning ahead.

While they were discussing, the phone suddenly rang. Nan Song picked it up and took a look, "Hey, it's Sanskrit music."

She picked up.

"Fanyin, what's wrong?"

Yu Fanyin said on the other end of the phone: "Sister-in-law, I haven't disturbed you and eldest brother so late. I really have something urgent and I want to ask your help."

"No, you said."

"Is such that......"

Yu Fanyin said that there will be a large-scale international summit in the next year. Leaders from country T, country Y, and country F, country E will all attend. They need a conference host who can speak multiple languages. The one who was scheduled before is pregnant and can't stand such a big event.

The intensity of the work and the pressure were so great that I became bald and even vomited and couldn't stand.

"Time is very tight now and the tasks are heavy. The Gaofan Court is recruiting hosts everywhere. The director asked me to ask you if you can help me."

Yu Fanyin also had to bite the bullet. This kind of arduous and urgent task was a stressful thing no matter who it was. She couldn't guarantee that Nan Song would agree. The director's expression when he came to see her was the same as Yu Fanyin's.

As if crying, she dared to say this considering that her sister-in-law was on vacation now.

Nan Song did not agree immediately and asked, "What countries did you just say?"

Yu Fanyin quickly said it again.

Nan Song lifted the quilt and got off the bed, turned on the desk lamp, picked up the pen and wrote down in the notebook.

After pondering for a moment, she said: "Let's do this. Send me the meeting information and I'll take a look at it. I'll give you a reply tomorrow morning."

After hanging up the phone, Yu Jinwen asked her, "What's wrong? Fanyin is looking for you because of the high court case?"

"Um."

Nan Song said: "There is an international conference that I want to help host."

Yu Jinwen frowned slightly, "When?"

"The day before the Lantern Festival, the fourteenth day of the first lunar month."

Yu Jinwen frowned deeply, "So urgent."

"It's quite urgent." Nan Song sighed softly.

The phone rang. It was the information sent by Yu Fanyin. The information was all encrypted. Nan Song put on his clothes and said to Yu Jinwen: "I have to go to the study to read the information for a while. You can go to bed first."

"Wife." Yu Jinwen held her hand and looked at her seriously, "Don't do anything that makes you feel embarrassed just because Fanyin is my sister."

He didn't want Nan Song to feel wronged because of him.

"Where are you thinking?" Nan Song touched his face, "This is not a matter of Sanskrit, it is a matter of the country and the family, and it cannot be careless."

"Then I'll go with you."

Yu Jinwen also put on clothes.

Nan Song looked at him suspiciously and warned him in advance, "Then be good and don't make trouble with me."

Yu Jinwen stood up straight and saluted Tiehanhan, "I promise not!"

Nan Song couldn't help but laugh, sat on the edge of the bed and stretched out her hand to him, "Hug me."
Chapter completed!