Luo Yibei was a little flattered and hugged him up.
Lifting his little body high, Luo Yibei stared at his baby-fat face again and again. The more he looked, the more satisfied he became.
As Fang Chixia said, in fact, it is not bad to have a son.
At least, he was still very satisfied with Xiao Yi.
The birth of a son or daughter, as long as it belongs to him and hers, is a piece of flesh in their hearts.
Xiao Naibao was a very warm child. She hadn't seen Luo Yibei for a long time, so she got together with him and hugged his neck for a long time.
It was so sticky that Fang Chixia next to her felt a little sour.
"Chi Xia, you won't go out as much when you come back." Sa Zhixing walked towards a group of people in a few steps, his eyes drifting towards Fang Chixia's belly.
Fang Chixia had only been pregnant for more than a month, and nothing showed up, so naturally she couldn't see anything.
However, seeing nothing wrong with the couple's faces, Saori Hoshi knew that what he was worried about did not happen.
Her words were a reminder to Fang Chixia that once she has a baby, she should take care of her at home. At least, she won't be able to run around as usual for a few months before the baby is safely born.
Fang Chixia had suffered such a big loss in the Middle East before. She agreed to Sa Zhixing's reminder without any hesitation, "Mom, I understand. I won't go abroad again for some time to come."
"That's right." Saori Hing smiled and led her to the kitchen, "Look at you, you have only been out for a few days, and your face has lost weight several times. Mom knows you are coming back, so in advance I have stewed some soup for you, drink it and see if it suits your appetite."
"Thank you, Mom."
Mother-in-law and daughter-in-law left one after the other.
Luo Yibei's eyes followed Fang Chixia's figure, stared at her for a while, and then put down the little milk bag.
"Baby, play with Uncle Shiluo for a while, and daddy will go upstairs to take care of something."
"Okay." The little milk bag shrank from him obediently.
Luo Yibei straightened the folds of his clothes and walked upstairs slowly step by step.
After passing through the long corridor, he went upstairs and went directly to the study.
I stayed in the study for a long time, not knowing what I was doing in front of the computer, and then left Luo's house.
When going downstairs, Fang Chixia happened to be drinking soup in the restaurant.
Seeing him walking in a hurry as if he was about to leave, she raised her head and glanced at him, "You want to go out so late?"
"I have an appointment with the client and will be back soon." Luo Yibei replied lightly to her, took a few steps forward, and stopped walking.
He glanced sideways at her, and regardless of how many people there were in the hall, he joked leisurely, "Male customer, don't worry."
Fang Chixia choked at his words and snorted disdainfully, "Who is worried?"
Luo Yibei smiled and continued to walk out of the gate.
"Do you want me to accompany you?" When they were about to reach the garden, Qing Muchen's voice suddenly sounded.
What Luo Yibei just said was to meet the client, and meeting the client had nothing to do with Qing Muchen, who was not involved in Rong Xi's business at all.
However, he suddenly made such a request.
It was obvious that Luo Yibei's words did not take him lightly.
Turning his head and staring at him, Luo Yibei curled his lips slightly and said, "It doesn't matter, I can handle it alone."
"Okay, be careful." Qing Muchen didn't insist.
There is something in the words of two people.
It sounds like I'm talking about meeting a client, but it doesn't sound like it.
(End of chapter)