Goodnight Kiss from My Rumored Husband

Song Changwen's breath almost didn't mention it.

She raised her hand in anger and wanted to hit Gu Nianshen, but in the end she didn't have the heart to poke his finger **** his brain. "Gu Nianshen, do you know who brought you up when you were a kid?"

Gu Nian frowned deeply, with an innocent expression on her face: "I care if the old man buys insurance, and if I don't buy her a copy, she is so angry and not afraid of 10,000."

He raised his hand and touched the place where Song Changwen was poking.

Good grievance.

Song Changwen took a deep breath and raised it again.

She has always been a person who cares about the big picture, and quarreled with her son in the office because of housework. It must be bad to spread it out.

So she waited for the mood to ease a little, and then continued to sorrow Gu Nianshen, "How did your grandmother hurt you when you were a kid? You do n’t look at your grandmother's face, you also have to look at her face."

Gu Nianshen suddenly froze, "It was in the face of her old man that Song Feifei could walk out of the hotel by herself."

He grunted after he said it.

As if to say, he was already benevolent.

Song Changwen was so angry that he didn't want to get angry anymore, and raised his eyebrows and asked, "Otherwise you can still let someone throw her out?"

Gu Nianshen: "Yes."

No waves.

Song Changwen: "..."

She took a sigh of relief, put her hands on her hips, and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, pacing back and forth.

Use this to ease your mood.

Gu Nianshen guided her, walked to the position and sat down, rummaging through the documents stacked on the table.

Song Changwen behind him suddenly called him, "Deeply ..."

Gu Nianshen didn't remember how long she hadn't called his nickname, only that it had been a long time.

Hearing again, there was a hint of warmth in his heart.

He said "um" gently, without turning back, and continued to sign the document.

"Mom asks you a question."

Song Changwen came to Gu Nianshen and looked at him seriously and seriously, "Is the will made by the grandfather?"

After questioning she narrowed her eyes suspiciously.

Gu Nianshen's hand holding the pen and writing paused suddenly, hesitated for a second, then he raised his head and calmly looked at Song Changwen, "Do you want to ask an expert to identify whether it is Grandpa's handwriting?"

Gently ticked the corner of his mouth.

No guilty conscience was seen.

Song Changwen narrowed his eyes in doubt, "Your grandpa has cultivated you as an heir from an early age, and he likes ..."

"mom!"

Gu Nianshen suddenly interrupted Song Changwen's voice.

He has n’t called her 'Mom' for such a long time.

Shouting Song Changwen, especially the slight smile on the corner of his mouth, "What's wrong?"

Gu Nianshen lowered his pen and turned the chair lazily, facing Song Changwen and said, "It's time to surrender the power and prepare to come back and hug the grandson. Dasao can't help the wall, not your half-brother." Brother? "

He crooked his neck and blinked.

Song Changwen lost his temper for a moment, and a coddled smile appeared on his face. "Want to go home?"

Gu Nianshen immediately changed his face. "You can continue to be affectionate."

Rolled my eyes and continued to work.

"..."

Sure enough it was not warm for three seconds!

Song Changwen frowned deeply at Gu Nian.

Then he deepened again, "Your sister-in-law has already gone to the company. I plan to take more care of Xia Xia."

When it comes to Xi Xia, she shows guilt.