Listening to his father's inquiry about Yang Yilin's condition, he immediately set his mind on the dishes in his hands, wiped his hands, and took out his mobile phone from his pocket.

"You see, this is Yang Yilin's daughter, lovely?"

This is the second time that he asked others whether he was cute with a picture of jasmine. It can be seen how eager he is to have such a cute girl in his heart.

Song's father was seriously cooking. He was so attracted by his mobile phone that he immediately turned off the fire and studied the photos on his mobile phone with narrow eyes.

"This is the daughter of Yang Yilin, that stinky boy?" Song's father was quite surprised.

In fact, it was more than father's accident. Even his good friend was so surprised that he didn't react for a long time. He didn't know what good things that guy had done in his last life. He could have such a good fortune.

"Well, it's Yang Yilin's daughter. Her name is Molly. She's very clever and clever." His excitement at the mention of the little girl was beyond description.

Father and son are immersed in the "beauty" of jasmine, unable to extricate themselves. Lin Kexin, who is kind to help, happened to see such a scene.

The corner of her mouth rose slightly, and she silently planned to give birth to brother Qingyun a little princess as soon as possible. Otherwise, seeing his greedy eyes, I'm afraid she would be unable to sleep at night.

Firm such an idea, she did not disturb the harmonious atmosphere between father and son, quietly turned back to the living room.

Clever sitting in the living room, Song Mother with something down from the upstairs, while walking at the same time smiling at her, that smile can be a little hollow in the heart.

Sure enough, when song's mother approached, she directly put a beautiful jewelry box into her hand. "This is the heirloom of their old song dynasty. It was given to me by Qingyun's grandmother when I first entered the door. Today, my aunt gave her to you. Together with Qingyun's stinky boy, I'll teach him how to beat, scold, and never be soft hearted!"

After hearing this, Lin Kexin chuckled, "Auntie, I can't ask for such a valuable gift. Besides, I'm not a primary school teacher either ····"

finally, she said that she couldn't stand up with laughter. What's the meaning of beating and scolding? How can this be so familiar?

Should be in primary school, listen to the parents said the most to the teacher.

"You must keep it." Seeing her smile, song's mother also laughed, but the jewelry box that she put into her hand had been pressed and held, never giving her the chance to put it down.

"Auntie, I really can't take things." She hasn't come in yet. What is it to receive such a valuable gift?

"What can't be collected?" The two men are in a stalemate. Song Qingyun just comes out of the kitchen with the dishes. Seeing the scene of the two people pulling each other, he asks curiously.

"The jade bracelet that your grandmother gave me, I'll give it to Kexin today. You see, this girl doesn't want to say anything, Qingyun, come and persuade me." Song's mother turned back and complained to him.

Seeing this, song Qingyun was so happy with a smile that he put the dishes on the table first, and then walked towards them. He winked at Lin Kexin, who was in trouble on his face, and pretended to say, "yes, you can take it."

Lin Kexin frowned at him, and his expression of embarrassment became more intense. But seeing his wink again and the expression of asking for help, he had to harden his hair and accept the gift, "thank you, auntie."

Song's mother was satisfied this time and laughed happily. Then she took a look at Kexin and her son. She pulled her son into the sofa and said with a bad smile: "you talk, I'll go to the kitchen to have a look..." www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!