Zhou Family.

Mo Xiran did not ring the doorbell immediately, but stood outside and looked at the villa.

Many memories surged up instantly.

Everything seemed to have happened yesterday, but unexpectedly, more than three years have passed.

Zhou Yanxi walked over in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

After a pause, she looked at the figure standing outside in disbelief.

Light blue skirt, shawl hair, crossbody bag.

A gentle and gentle side face.

Yes, Mo Xiran!

"Mom! Mom!" Turning her head, she shouted at Old Mrs. Zhou.

Old Mrs. Zhou was sitting on the sofa and saw Zhou Yanxi pointing out the window excitedly.

"What's wrong?"

Zhou Yanxi was so excited that he couldn't speak. He slowed down and then he wanted to speak, only the doorbell rang.

"Open the door quickly! Xiao Dong opens the door!"

Xiao Dong ran towards the door and reached out to open the door.

I was stunned.

"Xiao Dong, long time no see you." Mo Xiran said with a smile.

Xiao Dong raised his hand, wiped his eyes, then looked at it carefully, and then said repeatedly: "Madam?!"

Mo Xiran's eyebrows were clustered because of this title, and then continued to smile.

"Madam is back! Old lady! Madam!" Xiao Dong turned his head and shouted loudly.

Old Mrs. Zhou was shocked all over, and when she heard it, she was a little hesitant.

"Is it Xixi?" Looking at Zhou Yanxi, the old lady asked.

Zhou Yanxi's eyes were filled with tears and nodded vigorously, "I saw it outside just now."

After saying that, Mo Xiran's figure appeared.

"I'm back," she said.

Old Mrs. Zhou stood up, shook her body for a moment, and reached out to her, "Child!"

Mo Xiran could no longer hold back and tears fell like rain.

He walked towards the old lady.

Old Mrs. Zhou once loved her so much, spoiled her, and treated her well, she was really...

"Okay, okay." Touching Mo Xiran's hands and face, the old lady's eyes were filled with tears, "It's good to come back, it's good to come back."

...

Zhou's family.

President's Office.

The cute bun swayed his short legs and was concentrating on playing with the simulated bun toys.

Zhou Yanchen sat in the chair, not having the heart to process the documents, and just focused on looking at him with his chin.

I really like it the more I look at it.

The more I look at it, the more I love it.

The more you look at it, the more you can’t live without it.

When Fu Mingrui sent the documents in, he saw Zhou Yanchen with a demented look on his face.

With a sigh, he patted the documents on the table, "Sign!"

Zhou Yanchen touched the documents, but he didn't even look at them, so he signed the name directly at the bottom.

Fu Mingrui was angry and laughed at him.

"If this is a contract for sale, will you sign it?"

Zhou Yanchen frowned and looked at him, and said coldly: "Get out if you have nothing to do."

Fu Mingrui shrugged and leaned on the desk, "Hey, to be honest, you should take some specific actions, don't always bring the child out secretly."

After he finished speaking, Zhou Yanchen came to his senses and thought to himself.

Specific actions?

What is that?

After Fu Mingrui went out, Zhou Yanchen got up and walked towards the cute bun.

Squatting in front of him, he asked softly: "Xiaobao, Dad asked you a question."

Meng Baozi looked at him, and his little phoenix eyes narrowed, "I didn't say you are my father, you haven't proved it yet."

Zhou Yanchen coughed awkwardly and cleared his throat, "You said, how should I make your mother happy? Or, make your mother feel sorry for me?"

Meng Baozi was in trouble when asked.

My eyes rolled around, and suddenly, I thought of something.

He remembered that his eldest father drank a lot of alcohol again. When his eldest father took care of him, he secretly said that he felt sorry for him.

"Drink." He said immediately.

"Drinking?" Zhou Yanchen's eyebrows closed, "Do you mean, are you drunk?"

Meng Baozi nodded vigorously, "That's right, can you drink?"

"Well, it's OK."

"Then you just drink." After saying that, the cute bun continued to lower his head and play with imitation buns.

Zhou Yanchen stood up and began to think about the words of cute buns.

I don’t know if my head is really short-circuited, but the more he thinks, the more he thinks the cute bun’s words make sense.

But he can't really get drunk, so he pretends to be drunk.

If you pretend to be drunk, you should take advantage of what you should say and never lose it.

"Xiao Bao, you are so smart!" Zhou Yanchen picked up his son and kissed his fleshy little face.

The cute bun was praised and his face turned red and he smiled shyly.

...

The door was knocked, and Jin Xi went to open the door and saw that Zhou Yanchen was holding a cute bun outside the door.

"Why is it so early?" He was surprised.

"Big Dad!" The cute bun struggled towards Jin Xi.

Although Zhou Yanchen tasted good, he had to give in to others, so he could only give in unwillingness to give in to his son.

Jin Xi hugged the cute bun, touched his round belly, and said with a smile: "It looks like I'm eating well."

Meng Baozi nodded and called to look for Xiao Dad.

Jin Xi put him down the ground and turned sideways to give way to Zhou Yanchen, "Please come in."

Zhou Yanchen then entered the door.

At the bar, Jin Xi poured two glasses of wine and asked, "Drink one?"

I didn't smell any alcohol on my body, and I couldn't hide it from Mo Xiran.

Zhou Yanchen nodded and took the wine glass.

The cute bun leaned against Yuan Yi and saw Zhou Yanchen drinking. He narrowed his eyes and whispered to Yuan Yi.

"What?" Yuan Yi laughed after hearing this, "What did you really tell him that?"

Cute bun nodded and said innocently: "Little dad, little dad, isn't it right? Didn't you feel sorry for your eldest dad last time?"

"Well, that's what you said, but..." Yuan Yi curled his lips with a flash, "Yes, you've done it right, little bag."

The cute bun is a little unable to understand why Xiao Dad smiles so strangely, it is not his business anyway.

Seeing Jin Xi and Zhou Yanchen drinking and chatting, Yuan Yi walked over and joined in.

"Mr. Zhou, do you want to hear about Mo Xiran's life for the past three years?"

Zhou Yanchen was stunned for a moment and looked at Yuan Yi.

This is exactly what he wants to know the most.

Jin Xi glanced at Yuan Yi strangely and finally chose to remain silent.
To be continued...