Chapter 26

Shaoheng was sitting at his desk and dealing with the documents in hand. There was a knock at the door of the office.

"Enter." The man closed the document in his hand, put it aside, looked up at the door.

The office door was opened from the outside, and Yan Wei, wearing a hip wrapped skirt, came in with a thermos box and a little boy beside her.

"Daddy." As soon as the little boy saw Shaoheng, he ran over.

The man got up from his desk and bent down to pick up the child. "Come on, daddy."

The man walked to Yan Wei with his child in his arms and glanced at the incubator on the tea table. "There is a restaurant downstairs. You don't have to bring me food every day."

"There is no home cooked food outside." Yan Wei opened the incubator and took out the boxes one by one.

"Take Lele and wash your hands quickly. Come and have dinner after washing."

The man answered and took the child into the bathroom.

"Your mother has a problem with your overtime these days." Yan Wei said, walking to the bathroom door and looking at Shaoheng, "mom is always worried that I can't take care of you and LeLe."

"Mom really said that?" The man heard the words and gently picked the corner of his eyebrows.

His own mother, he is very clear in his heart, only afraid that he said something unpleasant to Yan Wei.

"That's about it," Yan Wei came forward, took a towel to wipe Lele's hands, and the corners of her mouth gently raised.

After washing his hands, the man passed the woman beside him behind him, leaned over and kissed her on the cheek, "you've been wronged."

"How can I be wronged? My mother is also telling the truth. You work overtime every day these days, go out early and return late, and LeLe has to go to school again. I have something to go out. My mother will inevitably be a little lonely at home alone." Yan Wei said it very gently, and she didn't complain about Shaoheng's mother.

"Just be generous." The man reached out and scraped at the tip of Yan Wei's nose, and then the two men led the child out of the bathroom together.

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Small steamed stuffed bun was confiscated by Fu Yunjian because he carried Fu Yunjian on his back to help him on a blind date on the mobile platform. Even his home computer and tablet were also restricted from surfing the Internet.

Fu Jingyan looked at the icon without network displayed in the upper right corner of the tablet and sighed helplessly.

Old lady Fu opened the bedroom door of the steamed bun and came in with a fruit tray.

Seeing that the steamed bun's eyebrows were twisted like a fried dough twist, he couldn't help saying, "my good grandson, who made you unhappy?"

Little steamed stuffed bun looked up at old lady Fu. The originally depressed mood suddenly turned into grievance, blinking tearful eyes at old lady Fu Tian.

"Ouch, what's the matter? Did you cry?" The old lady took a paper towel from the tea table and wiped the tears off the bun's face. "Tell Grandma, who bullied my good grandson?"

Xiaobaozi reached out and quickly typed a line on the tablet computer, [dad broke the net for me.]

Old lady Fu did not know how to answer this question for a moment.

She is also in favor of cutting off the Internet for xiaobaozi. After all, the child is still young, and the Internet is of little use to such a young child.

Playing too much is really bad for your eyes.

When xiaobaozi saw that his grandmother didn't take over, his originally wrung eyebrows wrung even harder, and he held the tablet up to her.

I want to see Sui Sui

"Years?" Old lady Fu didn't know about Yan Xiaosui, and looked at the steamed stuffed bun suspiciously, "who is Nian?"

[my friend.] Xiaobaozi typed another line on the tablet, and then seemed to feel that the weight was not enough, and added a few words, [very good, very good friend.]

The old lady looked at the words typed on the tablet and was a little stunned.

Xiaobaozi doesn't like to talk too much with people by nature, let alone have any friends, but now he takes the initiative to mention 'friends', and he is still' very good, very good friends. '

Old lady Fu suddenly became interested and asked little steamed stuffed bun, "when did you meet?"

[I met yesterday.] The bun is written on the tablet.

Mrs. Fu immediately responded, "your father won't let you surf the Internet. Is it related to this child?"