Tong Qiao frowned, "Little devil, don't push yourself too far."
"Forget it if you don't agree."
Tong Qiao hurriedly grabbed Lu Ziqian, who was about to lie down again, "Tell me, what's your request?"
"In the future, you are not allowed to take your sister and run away from home at every turn."
Tong Qiao thought for a few seconds and nodded, "Okay, I promise you."
Lu Jinshen, who was behind Tong Qiao, gave Lu Ziqian a thumbs up.
Lu Ziqian grinned, thinking about what toys he would ask Lu Jinshen for later, and asked, "What do you want me to do for you?"
"Let your Aunt Shu stay in the hotel with you, don't let her leave."
"Stay a day?"
“No, you can’t leave before ten o’clock.
Lu Ziqian's black grape-like eyes rolled around, and he immediately came up with a solution. He moved his little butt and slid off the bed, and ran out of the room. He didn't see Shu Xin in the living room. When he heard the sound of water in the bathroom, Lu Ziqian ran towards the bathroom again.
Shu Xin is washing her face.
Lu Ziqian pulled the hem of her clothes and shook it gently, "Aunt Shu, my stomach hurts."
Shu Xin didn't even bother to wipe her face. She bent down and held Lu Ziqian's shoulders, "Why do you have such a stomachache? Did you eat something bad last night?"
Lu Ziqian shook his head, "I don't know, Aunt Shu, I feel so uncomfortable. Can you go to bed with me? Maybe I'll be fine after a nap."
Shu Xin blinked, "..." Is it okay to sleep if my stomach hurts
Tong Qiao, who was lying at the door, said, "..." This naughty kid, what kind of excuse is this? There is absolutely no causal relationship between stomachache and sleeping, okay? It's strange that Shu Xin can agree.
Lu Ziqian looked at Shu Xin pitifully, "Aunt Shu, can you sleep with me?"
Shu Xin instantly softened her heart, "Okay, if your stomach still hurts after sleeping for a while, can we go to the hospital?"
Lu Ziqian's little head was nodding like a chicken pecking at rice, and his heart flew with joy. Goodbye carrot, here comes the toy.
Tong Qiao, "..." Wife, what's your IQ? You can't even spot such an obvious lie.
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The wedding of Huo Yanqing and Shu Xin was held in the largest church in Fancheng.
Yao Huiqin prepared this wedding for several months in advance. The scene was extravagant and spectacular, and its grandeur was unprecedented in Fancheng.
Fancheng's business, political, military, media, dignitaries from all walks of life, both invited and uninvited, all came.
The lawn was full of people.
The clothes are fragrant and the hair is on the temples, cups and cups are exchanged, chatting and laughing happily.
Huo Yanqing is wearing a black suit custom-made by hand in Italy. With his noble temperament, handsome appearance and the aura of a successful man, he stands out in the crowd and stands out from the crowd.
From time to time, he would whisper to the people who came up to chat, and from time to time he would slightly nod in agreement. Occasionally, he would clink glasses and drink with people, and with his movements, he would charm a large number of women present.
Even though she knew that this man already had a wife, she still couldn't help but focus her hot gaze on him, just because he was so outstanding and dazzling.
Qiao Ling, Huo Xiangwei, and Huo Jibai were also helping to entertain the guests. Yao Huiqin was old, and after receiving the guests for a while, her body became a little unbearable, so Yun Ma helped her into the lounge on the second floor to rest.
When Ding Han entered the venue on behalf of the Zhongzhou Group, Huo Jibai couldn't control his excitement and hurriedly walked towards her, but was blocked by Huo Yanqing midway.
Huo Yanqing tilted her head and whispered in Huo Jibai's ear: "She is Ding Han now. There are many people today. Pay attention to your words and deeds and don't put her in danger."
Huo Jibai's heart tightened. He almost killed his mother. He glanced at Ding Han from a distance and looked away reluctantly, "I understand, Fifth Uncle."