When Song Boyan returned home, he found that besides the two big beauties and the two young handsome guys, there was actually a little beauty. He was shocked: "Where did this little girl come from?"

Xu Xinyan: "..."

Su Nanzhi: "..."

An Yunhuai: "..."

The two men have the same dead straight male eyes.

Fortunately, Xiaotao is now in a drowsy sleep and can't hear, otherwise she will be angry again.

Xu Xinyan explained, and Mr. Song finally realized, "Is this a boy?"

With a skeptical look, he glanced at the child sleeping on the sofa, and then at his own son, deeply feeling that in this world, different children have different appearances.

This fluffy cutie is actually a boy?

Because it is inconvenient for the two ladies to hold the child, a delicate little fairy like An Yunhuai does not need to be held, and the adults will not let him hold it. In addition, Song Boyan does not need to drive, so the task of holding the child falls on him. .

In addition, the little Song Zhixing wanted to hug his younger brother very actively, but what was laughable was that he couldn't hug him at all.

First of all, Xiaotao's tonnage is very solid, and secondly, Song Zhixing's child is spoiled and spoiled, and he can't walk a few steps even if he is picked up, and he may drop the child.

Song Boyan was holding the fragrant and soft baby in his arms, and suddenly became emotional, recalling what his son was doing when he was so young.

After a while, he ended his nostalgia blankly.

Oh, at that time Song Zhixing was busy going up to the house to unravel the roof tiles.

Because there were so many people, they drove an extended version of the Royce-Royce Phantom. All 6 people, including Xiaotao, sat in it. The driver wore white gloves and dutifully opened the door for them.

Song Boyan hugged Xiaotao, but she didn't wake up on the way.

The school entrance banquet was held in a high-end hotel in Beijing, and Song Boyan and his wife invited many of their friends to the scene.

Everyone came in and saw an extremely obvious banner: [Congratulations to Su Nanzhi and An Yunhuai for being admitted to Peking University in advance]

Su Nanzhi had just decided on her major not long ago, and declined many teachers.

In the end, the siblings were still in the same university.

Many invited guests were at a loss at first, after all, no one had ever heard of it. What is the relationship between Song Boyan and a person surnamed An and a person surnamed Su?

Then they inquired.

After all, Song Boyan is not a famous aristocrat, he belongs more to the rich generation who worked hard on his own, but he was considered an upstart in Beijing almost ten years ago. At that time, there were many people in Beijing who wanted to marry their daughters to him. He chased after a highly educated female doctor.

It's not that no one has had crooked thoughts after that, but no matter how crooked the thoughts are, they can't stop the man from being pure-hearted and ascetic.

Now two adult nephews and nieces popped up suddenly, maybe they are relatives with good relationship.

But not everyone is confused, at least the bosses who are close to Song Boyan have got the information from him.

Then they all dragged their children over to watch the fun.

It's a good thing to be able to see each other and make friends, but you can't look at other people's brilliant deeds to motivate yourself, and don't keep thinking about the resources of your parents.

When Song Boyan arrived with his family, all the guests he invited were greeted by the hotel staff. As the host, he was late.

With a child in her arms.

Imaginative starts again.

"When did Mr. Song give birth to an extra child? This child looks three or four years old, right? I haven't heard that Mrs. Song is pregnant."

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