The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

"The past is over ... People need to look forward. If you have any mustard, we can talk about it." Chu Zhiyun said tenderly, and Wu Su hand filled Anxiaxia with a bowl of porridge.

"Aunt Chu, oh no no, aunt Chu, I am a person with emotional cleanliness and nothing to say to Xiaosan." An Xia Xia smiled and went straight away.

The servant hurriedly shouted, "Miss, where are you going?"

Anxiaxia ignored it, hoping out of hope, and walked out of the villa.

A black Porsche stopped by the road and rolled down the window at her.

"Miss Song, what a coincidence." Sheng Yize smiled harmlessly.

Anxiaxia gritted her teeth: "Why are you here?"

Sheng Yize: "Passing by ... hey, is Miss Song sure not to take a ride?"

Behind him, a maid chased him up, and it seemed that even Mr. Song was alarmed.

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Little Hope held the bottle to drink milk, and woke to sleep after she was full. An Xia Xia wiped the corners of her mouth in exchange for Sheng Yize's eyes: "Do you like children?"

"Uh ... okay."

"We can have more children in the future."

Grandma—Anxiaxia is about to vomit blood, and she puts her arms on her chest: "Don't scare me!"

"I was serious."

"..." Well, she still pretended to be dead.

"Chu Zhiyun has concealed well these years. No one knew she had a daughter for more than ten years, let alone related to Mr. Song." Sheng Yize seemed to inadvertently speak.

Anxiaxia said angrily: "Don't mention her!"

"She was only sixteen when she was good with Mr. Song. She was wrong, but the worst thing was Mr. Song." Sheng Yize hit the bullet.

An Xia Xia also knows that even a 16-year-old girl, even if her mind is more meticulous, it will be difficult to attract people like Mr. Song.

"What are your plans to run out so impulsively?" Sheng Yize asked.

An Xia Xia: "... I just came out for a meal."

Sheng Yize was silent: "What do you mean?"

"I'm going to go back after dinner, and I'm not stupid. If I really run away from home, wouldn't it be true of Chu Yun?" An Xia Xia rolled her eyes. "You think I can't see it, she is Is it deliberate? The aftermath is indeed the aftermath of the film, which is much higher than her daughter. "

Sheng Yize laughed absurdly, it seems that this little woman is not too benzene.

He took Anxiaxia to a restaurant. Anxiaxia ordered two cups of soy milk, and Sheng Yize looked at her in wonder: "Aren't you not soy milk?"

An Xia Xia stagnates.

It's been seven years, and he still remembers her taste ...

"Ahem." She insisted, "I want a drink! Pour a drink! Experience Bai Fumei's life!"

Sheng Yize: "..."

Girl, can you be a little bit prosperous?

However, An Xia Xia, who was diligent and thrifty, drank both cups of soy milk, rubbing her tumbling stomach, and finally Sheng Yize took her away.

The waiters in the restaurant all paid attention to the two who still showed affection in the morning. An Xia Xia covered her face, and the embarrassing cancer was about to occur.

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In the evening, Sheng Yize returned Anxiaxia to his home. When he got out of the car, he whispered, "Call me if something happens."

"Ok."

When Anxiaxia walked to the door of the villa, she heard the dialogue—

Chu Zhiyun said softly and gently: "I don't know where to get Xia Xia ... she scolded me and left ... my brother, shouldn't I come ..."

Mr. Song said Shen: "She is so ignorant!"