The Magnate’s Six-year-Old Niece

Mrs. Si smiled and looked at her grandson, "It seems that grandma's soup can be taken back."

Si Niannian looked at Rongqing, and suddenly thought of the screams of the girls he heard in Rongsheng before.

"Does this sister also want brother to be your husband?" She whispered in a milky voice, but her expression was very serious, as if she was asking a very important question.

"Pfft!"

Si Xinghe was the first to burst out laughing, and bent over to hug Si Niannian.

"Where did the little princess learn this?"

"In the arena, when my brother and sister were in the ring, the sisters below all shouted like this." Si Niannian said.

Rong Qing blushed when she was told, and quickly explained, "Those are Si Muen's fan support group, I'm not."

The bowl and spoon in his hand are still holding up, neither going in nor going back.

"Uh, I suddenly remembered that I had an appointment to go to Rongsheng, so I'll go first."

Rongqing put the soup bowl on the small table next to it, "This... is very nutritious, don't forget to drink it."

Nodding to the others, Rongqing left.

"This girl looks pretty good, and she saved you. She's brave." Mrs. Si walked over and sat in the gracious position just now.

Although Si Muen was out of danger, there were too many fractures in his body. Even if he took the medicine pill, he would not be able to heal in a while, so he could only lie on the bed at this time and couldn't do anything.

"Grandma, she just came to return my coat." Si Muen explained.

There was indeed a bag on the sofa next to it, which contained a neat tracksuit that had been ironed and folded.

Mrs. Si nodded with a smile, "Well, grandma knows, you are just friends, right? Her name is Rongqing, how old is she this year? Is it your classmate? Which family?"

"Grandma." Si Muen looked helpless, "I'm only 15 years old."

"What happened at 15, when your grandfather was your age, he started chasing me." Mrs. Si fed Si Muen a bowl of soup, and the whole process was inquiring about Rongqing.

Si Muen had no choice but to turn to Si Xiyou with a look of help.

Si Xiyou had a serious face: "You have grown up, I won't restrain you too much. If you really think that girl is good, you should communicate with your heart and don't let others down."

Si Muen: "..."

In the end, it was Mr. Si who opened his mouth and diverted the topic, "What happened recently is all aimed at our Si family, so I decided to retreat for a period of time. Only when my cultivation goes up a level, can I deal with those who are secretly in the dark. people act as a deterrent.”

"The third child, the family will be handed over to you." Mr. Si looked at Si Xinghe.

For this young son, although he always disliked it, he was never disappointed in fact, and even he was proud of this son for a time.

"Don't worry, Dad." Si Xinghe nodded.

Later, Mr. Si took out another key and gave it to Si Niannian.

"This is the key to the innermost room in the basement. Your mother's stuff is in it."

After Mr. Si finished speaking, he left. No one knew where he went to retreat. He didn't even bring the driver with him. He only sent a message to Si Xinghe when he got there to report safety, and then completely lost contact with him.

The next day, Si Niannian finally started school, and Bu Chensu sent her to the door of the class and handed her over to Gu Yanan before leaving.

After class, Zhao Jiaojiao accidentally touched Si Niannian's book on the ground while passing by.

"I'm sorry Si Niannian, I didn't mean it, I'll pick it up for you."

Zhao Jiaojiao was so frightened that she picked up the book and wiped it carefully before placing it on the table, "I, I really didn't mean it, Si Niannian, don't be angry."

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