Duan Qirui nodded, and before picking up the cup, he specifically looked at the father and son who were staring at him. He felt better. He lowered his head and took a sip of the fruity juice along the rim of the cup.

To show his love, he took a big sip.

But just after taking this big mouthful, his relaxed brows instantly wrinkled into a ball!

"..." Duan Qirui, who can tell him why the juice from delicious oranges is sour and bitter?

"Don't you want to be surprised?" Ruan Jiaojiao asked in a low voice when she saw that his whole face was twisted into a ball of pain.

"..." Duan Qirui.

"If it doesn't taste good, don't force it." Duan Qianyang came over.

"Well, there's no need to force it." Duan Xu agreed.

"What does it smell like? Dad, tell me quickly." Duan Xin asked impatiently.

Facing the four people with questions, two of them had a vaguely unfriendly look, Duan Qirui raised his lips again: "Not bad, Jiaojiao is very powerful, next time I can give it to your uncle Duan every day, I heard it's fresh The squeezed fruit is rich in vitamin C.”

Duan Qianyang narrowed his eyes, not believing that Duan Qirui would be so kind.

Although Duan Qirui's expression was a little strange at first, Ruan Jiaojiao didn't expect him to lie. After hearing this, she kept nodding: "Well, I'll bring more fruit next time."

Except for oranges, the fruits in the fruit baskets were not easy to squeeze. In addition, it was time to eat again, so a few people cleaned up and put it on the table to eat.

As for the glass of juice, Duan Qirui didn't want to disappoint the little girl at the end, so he closed his eyes and drank it.

After dinner, Ruan Jiaojiao and Duan Xu did not leave in a hurry, but sat in the living room and watched TV together.

At about half past eight, the phone rang in the living room, and Duan Xin, who was sitting next to it, picked it up. Ruan Jiaojiao had just taken a big pomegranate that Duan Xu had broken open, divided it into four pieces, and gave them to Duan Qirui and Duan respectively. Qian Yang handed over a piece: "Uncle, second uncle."

At this time, Duan Xin had already answered the phone. Listening to the voice on the other side, he immediately made a silence gesture to several people, and then said three words to them with lip language.

Duan Qirui waved his hand directly, and Duan Xin said over there: "I'm sorry, my dad and uncle have entertainment today. They went out and are not at home. They may not come back tonight. If you want to say happy birthday, give it to them Make a call on your mobile phone.”

After saying that, he hung up the phone without caring about the other party's response.

He explained to a few people: "It's Feng Niannian who told you happy birthday to dad. I asked her to call your mobile phone."

But in fact, where did Feng Niannian have Duan Qirui's phone number? She didn't even have Duan Qianyang's personal number, only his assistant's, and she always found him through his assistant.

She could only make calls to the Duan family's landline, but most of the time, it was the servants or Duan Xin who answered it.

Duan Qirui nodded indifferently, and the others did not pay much attention. They continued the previous topic, eating fruit and chatting. The atmosphere was very harmonious.

Ruan Jiaojiao didn't ask how Duan Sishu's matter was being handled. Although she was a little curious, thinking about it on a day like today, it would be better not to mention such an unlucky thing.

As for Feng Niannian, who hung up the phone mercilessly, he was sitting on the bed on the second floor of the hospital, looking at the hung up phone in a daze.

She didn't know how Duan Xin could reach such a point of telling lies.

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