Morning, the Heir

Chapter 1194: A family portrait

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"Fu Chen, please help me with the discharge procedures tomorrow. Ye Xi has lived in the hospital for a long time, and I am not suitable to stay here. Change to another hospital."

Fu Chen nodded: "Leave it to me, you sleep for a while."

Jiang Shinan is really tired. I never felt tired so easily before, but recently I really can't keep up with my energy.

He slept until two o'clock in the middle of the night, and just as he moved, his fingers touched something, and when he turned his head, he saw a black head.

Ye Xi actually crawled beside his bed all night.

These days, she has been like this almost all the time, she can't be pushed away even if she is pushed out, and she can't go away even if she scolds her.

Jiang Shinan sighed softly, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and carefully carried her onto the bed.

When Fu Chen woke up, he found that Jiang Shinan was gone. Walking out of the ward, he saw him standing by the bed at the end of the corridor, holding a lit cigarette between his fingertips.

"Did you not be allowed to smoke? Where did you get it?" Fu Chen walked over and lit one for himself.

"I'm not lung cancer, what can't be smoked." Jiang Shinan said, took a deep breath, let the smoke fill his chest, and then said: "Contact my personal financial planner and ask him to put my Let's sort out the assets and find a lawyer, I want to make a will."

Fu Chen frowned, unwilling to listen to his words: "Is it so easy to do a lawyer's job now? If you make a will at a young age, do I have to make a will just in case?"

Jiang Shinan smiled and ignored him. He knew that Fu Chen was just talking about it, and he would still do what should be done.

"Suddenly I feel that all these years of hard work have not been in vain, and at least some assets have been left behind. I did a rough calculation just now, and there are not many." Jiang Shinan joked.

"Can you stop being so pessimistic? You'll be fine after the operation."

"I'm not pessimistic, I just want to be fully prepared."

"Are you really going to tell Xiaoxiao? I think you should let her know."

"No!" The man who was still calm just now suddenly became serious: "If you dare to tell her, no brother will have to do it!"

Fu Chen took a deep breath, feeling his liver ache from his anger.

He stubbed out the cigarette butt on the trash can, turned around and left angrily.

...

In the kindergarten sports meeting on the weekend, Wen Yifan had a 200-meter run and a 4x100-meter relay today, and he was very excited this morning.

"Mom, is Dad here? He won't stop coming, will he?"

The last event of the sports meeting is a parent-child two-person three-legged competition. Fanfan signed up for fear that Jiang Shinan would not come.

Wen Xiaoxiao pinched his face and comforted him: "Don't worry, I've already asked, Dad will definitely come."

"Did you not make it clear? Let's make another phone call." The little guy muttered, "Are you reliable? You told me to tell my father..."

Wen Xiaoxiao was a little helpless, and pretended to be angry: "You can't trust me so much? Even if Dad doesn't come, wouldn't there be me? I can sweep thousands of troops if I play!"

Wen Yifan looked unbearable, looked down at her short legs, with an expression of "you can die if you don't brag".

Wen Xiaoxiao was laughed angrily by him: "Do you understand that the three-legged comparison between two people is a tacit understanding! A tacit understanding!"

When she finished speaking, she heard her son screaming and cheering: "Daddy! Daddy!"

Wen Yifan ran over to Jiang Shinan.

"Son!" Jiang Shinan picked up the little guy and weighed it on his arm: "It's fat."

"Dad has lost weight."

"That's right, all the flesh on Daddy's body has grown onto Fanfan's body." As he spoke, he poked his belly.

Wen Yifan smiled embarrassedly, put his arms around his neck coquettishly: "Dad, why did you come, I thought you wouldn't come."

"How come, Dad promised you, we still have to win prizes."

Wen Xiaoxiao joked: "If you're here, you can be a cheerleader for us. I'm going to play in person today. I want to see if I can win the prize. I don't believe it. I look down on people with short legs? "

Wen Yifan shook his little head like a rattle: "I don't want it!!!"

Just as he was talking, he heard the next event being announced on the radio. Wen Yifan kicked his calf and slipped off Jiang Shinan's body, ready to prepare.

Seeing his son run away, Wen Xiaoxiao began to look at Jiang Shinan: "Why are you so thin, and you haven't eaten properly?"

"Every meal is eaten on time, but there are too many things to worry about, so let's think of losing weight." Jiang Shinan said, looked around, saw no one, and suddenly pulled Wen Xiaoxiao into his arms.

Wen Xiaoxiao was startled, put her hands on his chest, like a thief, her eyes widened: "What are you doing!"

She is the head of the garden! How bad it is to be seen.

Jiang Shinan suddenly felt that this kind of Wen Xiaoxiao was very funny: "It feels like I haven't seen you for a long time, don't you miss me? Give me a kiss..."

Wen Xiaoxiao looked at the man in front of her in disbelief. If it wasn't for the same appearance and voice, she really wondered if he was pretended.

He has always been well-behaved, but he has never done such a thing.

"Don't make trouble! This is a kindergarten."

"I didn't make a fuss, I only let you go after a kiss."

Wen Xiaoxiao was a little weak, but looking at his thin face and feeling distressed, she couldn't bear to refuse him. She looked around and quickly kissed the corner of his mouth: "This is the way to go, let go!"

Jiang Shinan was satisfied, just as she let go of the hand around her waist, she heard the sound of running from behind.

Two American children ran past them with a smile on their face, and greeted Wen Xiaoxiao politely.

Wen Xiaoxiao held the principal's airs, nodded, and told them to slow down and not to fall.

Watching them run away, I suddenly heard the two little guys laughing, saying that they saw the principal playing kiss just now...

Wen Xiaoxiao blushed, and gave Jiang Shinan a vicious look: "It's all your fault!"

"How is Ye Xi? Are you in a better mood?"

"I have been hospitalized, and my mood is basically stable, so don't worry."

Hearing this, Wen Xiaoxiao was relieved, and took Jiang Shinan to watch the sports meeting in the auditorium.

In the end, it was Jiang Shinan who played in person, and won the first place with Wen Yifan in one fell swoop.

The first place was a pair of tennis rackets. The little guy was so happy that he loved playing tennis from now on.

"Smile, take a picture of us father and son."

Jiang Shinan said suddenly, holding a tennis racket and a trophy with Fanfan on the left and right, and making a "V" gesture to the camera.

The phone made a clicking shutter sound, recording this pleasant and beautiful scene.

"You come here too, let's take a family portrait." Jiang Shinan suggested again.

Wen Xiaoxiao felt that Jiang Shinan was really a little strange today. He couldn't tell where it was, but it just felt very strange.