Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

Chapter 104 The Secret of the Night Mausoleum

The night mausoleum looked at her sideways. Under the moonlight, Shen Qianshu’s face was white and beautiful, almost revealing light, like jelly, but his eyes were very determined. Like the rooted duckweed, the night dynasty paused. There is a rule that the family property is passed on to the eldest son and grandson. The family property that other people receive depends on the mood of the successor. In addition, the night family has a large population, and the relationship between the in-laws is complicated. People who don't want me to have children are everywhere."

So simple to say, Shen Qianshu also understands that it is really innocent.

The night mausoleum is clear, and children's paintings should be no danger.

"It’s strange that your family rules. The Chinese feudal dynasty has rules that pass on the sages and spread the sages. How come to your home is a good story."

"The night family is a large family of hundreds of years. It has experienced countless wind and rain. The rules are only slowly established a hundred years ago. The reasons are more complicated. This rule is very good. It can avoid many problems and help the night family to unite."

"Since it helps to unite, why don't you want to have children in your generation?"

Because I am the illegitimate child of the night house.

I am not qualified!

The night to stop, the moonlight reflected in his amber eyes, a deep, a storm brewing in the eyes, the atmosphere suddenly became dangerous and heavy, Shen Qianshu did not know which sentence was wrong.

After the night Mausoleum did not answer, the silence went forward, Shen Qianshu had to keep up.

The group returned to the hotel, the children's paintings ran and mixed with the bells. It is said that Zhong Yan told her some very interesting stories. He listened very well. Shen Qianshu thought that his son was cheated.

The night tomb back to the hotel, no one was seen.

He privately upgraded their rooms to a presidential suite.

The hotel has a Turkish bath experience. The bell burns with children's paintings. Shen Qianshu takes a bath in the room, lying on the sofa in the living room and becomes a salted fish. It is a circle of friends. The phone suddenly vibrates. Shen Qianshu took the phone and saw it. Li Zhiyuan's text message.

Li Zhiyuan returned in the first second of his friend circle.

Li Zhiyuan: Going to Turkey to play?

Shen Qianshu: Yes, it has been a few days.

Li Zhiyuan: I went on a business trip, and there was no signal in the ravine.

Shen Qianshu raised his eyebrows, and this time he remembered, he vowed to pursue her Li Zhiyuan, disappeared for a while, and she did not take Li Zhiyuan as one thing. It was purely a boring game of the rich second generation. It was not much to hear this sentence. Waves.

Li Zhiyuan: I am just fine. I will fly to Istanbul tomorrow to find you to play. You don't say anything when you go to play, so you don't talk about loyalty. I am very familiar with Istanbul.

Shen Qianshu: Li Gongzi, we will go back in two days.

Li Zhiyuan: So fast?

Shen Qianshu: Yes.

Li Zhiyuan: The next trip is called me, I can give you a tour guide.

Shen Qianshu: Our family, the biggest picture of children.

Li Zhiyuan: That is not easy, he likes me very much.

Shen Qianshu thought, his son moved to love, and ran to mix with the bell. At this time, he disappeared and did not know where to go. Li Zhiyuan saw that she did not reply, did not bother, Shen Qianshu put on a long skirt and walked out of the balcony. .

The floor is high and the view is excellent. I can see the mosque and Sophie Cathedral not far away. It is majestic and magnificent. It is a wonder of the world. There is only one person in the room. It feels a bit strange. Shen Qianshu thought about it, opened WeChat and asked. Night Mausoleum.

Shen Qianshu: Sir, my son?

Night Mausoleum: Sold to be a slave.

Shen Qianshu, "..."

It's so simple and rude!

(End of this chapter)