Yan Zhixu and Nan Jinchuan chatted in the garden for a long time and when they stood up and were about to leave, they met Nan Zelin at the corner.

This little guy didn't know how long he had been eavesdropping, and he was suddenly smashed, with embarrassment on his face.

Looking at Nan Jinchuan's expressionless face, he apologized decisively and earnestly, "I'm sorry dad, I just eavesdropped on you. I know this is not what a gentleman did, and I'll write a review later."

It's just that I suddenly heard about my father, and I was reluctant to lift my foot and leave, wanting to know more about my father.

The ice on Nan Jinchuan's face dissipated a little, "This is the only time I won't be an example, so I don't need to write a review."

Seeing that he was not angry, Nan Zelin remembered what he had overheard just now, his ears turned red, and he coughed twice, "Dad, can you squat down?"

Nan Jinchuan didn't ask what was going on. The moment he squatted down, his face felt soft.

Nan Zelin kissed Nan Jinchuan's face.

"Dad, although my uncle has a girlfriend and you don't, I won't despise you."

"Don't worry, I will definitely honor you when I grow up, give you money for your retirement, and give you money to spend. If you don't believe it, we can sign it and sign it."

Nan Zelin's face was serious, he raised his hand and swore, staring earnestly at his father, who was on the same level as him.

Nan Jinchuan chuckled lightly, "No need."

What if you don't have a girlfriend? He has a son, a child connected with his own blood.

Nan Jinchuan picked up Nan Zelin and walked towards the living room easily.

Nan Zelin's little head was buried in his chest, his little face was flushed, and his heart was beating with excitement.

Dad has always adopted an elite-style strict father education for himself, and he is rarely so close to himself.

"..."

Nan Zelin took a deep breath, and the corner of his mouth raised a pure and bright smile.

Dad, I will be filial to you.

I will also be your pride.

I am your son, the blood of the Nan family flows in my body, and I inherit the fine genes of the Nan family in my bones.

Relatives, the Nan family will always care about you the most. You are the father I can't let go of!

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Yan Zhixu and the others returned to the living room.

After sitting for more than ten minutes, the excited shouts of the servants could be heard outside.

Immediately, two figures walked into the living room, carrying large and small bags of gifts in their hands.

Tang Shuan walked side by side with Nan Yuanqi.

Seeing the people coming, Yan Zhixu stepped forward, caught the gifts in their hands and put them down.

Nan Wenshu went to the kitchen to bring things.

Bei Cenyue sat on the sofa, "You're tired, take a good rest, don't be restrained, just treat this as your own home."

Looking at Tang Shuan calmly, Zhou Zheng looks clean and has a good temperament. He doesn't have the flowery guts of other people in the entertainment industry, and he is neither complicated nor scheming.

Yan Zhixu keenly noticed that Tang Shuan's sitting posture was tense and seemed a little nervous.

She raised her eyebrows, "Relax, you will have a lot of contact in the future. If you are nervous all the time, you will be very tired and uncomfortable."

After all, judging from the appearance of the little uncle, and the red thread tightly entwined in the palace of the two couples, it is not a casual relationship.

Being teased by Yan Zhixu, a few traces of blush appeared on Tang Shuan's face, but the tension quickly dissipated.

At this time, Nan Wenshu brought the fruit, "Come here, have something to eat, these fruits are quite fresh."

Nan Yuanqi was afraid that Tang Shuan would not be able to let go, so he took an apple from a fruit bowl.

He went to the kitchen to wash his hands and then took out the fruit knife, peeled it carefully and handed it to her.

"thanks."

Tang Shu'an took a bite. The apple was full of water, and it was sweet when he took a bite.