Chapter 1145: everyones arrival in beijing: the big boss of the jing family vs qiao zhichu (2)

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however, what happened next proved that it was a very happy thing.

because most of the work of taking care of baby fu was done by fu chen, and she was only responsible for playing with him after she was done, so she naturally felt relaxed and happy taking care of the child.

after arriving at the jing residence, they entered the house. because it was the wedding day in a few days, the jing residence had been decorated very festive. red decorations were hung everywhere, and there were all kinds of refreshments on the table.

you guys can sit anywhere you want. sheng aiyi beckoned them in. her gaze fell on qiao zhichu, and she could not help but want to tease him. what a good child. this is for him.

sheng aiyi did not attend qiao zhichus one-month-old birthday party previously, but she had specially given him a red packet this time.

!!

this tang jingci was embarra.s.sed to accept it.

its okay. take it. its for the child.

thank you, he said. tang jingci smiled and thanked him. she was carrying the child now. perhaps it was because they were in an unfamiliar environment, but the child was very obedient.

can i hug you?

when she was decorating jing hanchuans wedding room, she had also arranged for the babys room. sheng aiyi really wanted to hold a grandson.

because the old lady of the fu family often took fu yu to the pear garden to play, the child was also very obedient. when he listened to the opera, he even hummed a few words.

the old lady even joked that she would give him to be her disciple.

sheng aiyi agreed with a smile. im just afraid that the couple cant bear to let their child suffer.

to learn opera, one had to learn by singing, reciting, and practicing early. he couldnt miss a single day. there was only one girl in his family, so he probably couldnt bear to do it.

tang jingci had already handed the child over. ill take off his clothes.

the heating in the jing house was very good, so he felt a little hot in his little coat.

sheng aiyi held him in her arms and played with him. from time to time, she would let a certain big shot look at him.

you want a hug?

a certain big shot had a conflicted expression on his face, but he still rubbed his hands and took the child.

hanchuans not here? fu chen looked around the house.

in the backyard. ill be back soon.

ill go take a look at the back.

qiao xiyan wasnt familiar with the jing family, so when fu chen said he was going to the backyard, he followed him out for a walk. song fengwan and tang jingci went to help out in the kitchen.

song fengwans hands were disabled and she didnt know how to cook. she wasnt a burden and all she did was wash and pick the vegetables.

soon, only a certain big shot and qiao zhichu were left in the living room.

qiao zhichu was leaning back on the sofa, drinking milk. his black and bright eyes were curiously looking at everything around him.

a certain big shot coughed and looked around. he peeled a small orange and sent it to his mouth. do you want to eat?

qiao zhichu blinked as if he was hesitating.

do you want some? its very sweet and delicious.

the jing family members in the distance looked at each other.

their big boss

he seemed to be kidnapping children.

do you want to eat or not? a certain big shot tried his best to smile kindly.

zuolin! when sheng aiyi came out of the kitchen, a certain big shot immediately sat up straight and returned to his cold and stern appearance. whats the matter?

take out some of the good wine at home.

no, well be driving later. dont drink. tang jingci smiled.

ill get some milk and juice then. sheng aiyi said and went back into the kitchen.

a certain big shot pinched an orange and glanced at qiao zhichu out of the corner of his eye before bending over to play with the child.

the jing family thought, cant you be more mature?

he had also successfully attracted qiao zhichus attention. he stopped drinking milk and stared at the orange in his hand.

ah yingluo. the delicate and childish voice clearly showed that she wanted to eat it.

do you really want to eat it?

a certain big shot felt that children were very cute as long as they were not his own.

ah-yingluo-

the little guy had already opened his mouth to eat.

the big boss put the small orange in his mouth, and he ate it with big bites, drooling.

look at how youre eating. a certain big boss wiped the water from the corner of his mouth and conveniently took the child into his arms.

oh, youre not light, child. a certain big shot carried him on his lap, always a little careful.

qiao zhichu had only recently learned how to catch things. his eyes lit up when he saw the two small mustaches on a certain big shots mouth. no one in the qiao and tang families had grown a beard yet, so he naturally found it novel.

she reached out to grab his face.

hey, what are you doing

a certain big shot didnt realize what he wanted to do. he thought that he wanted to put his finger in his mouth and immediately reached out to stop him. you cant put your finger in other peoples mouths, understand?

he was a little intimidating when he pulled a long face, but a certain someone had lowered himself and teased him to eat. that had dispelled qiao zhichus fear of him, so he was not afraid of him at all.

moreover, qiao w.a.n.gbei and tang w.a.n.gjin looked scary when they were pulling a long face.

a certain little fellow was also scared since she was young. she did not care about him at all and still reached out to scratch his face.

it was only later that he realized that he was missing his mustache.

he was just a child, so it was nothing to let him touch her.

qiao zhichu was curious from the start and touched it a few times.

the jing familys eyelids twitched. in fact, the big bosss beard was like a tigers b.u.t.t. ordinary people couldnt touch it. it seemed that the big boss was in a good mood today.

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qiao xiyan and jing hanchuan werent close, but with fu chen around, the atmosphere between the three of them didnt seem too stiff.

i havent seen you fis.h.i.+ng recently.

fu chen went to the backyard and thought that jing hanchuan was fis.h.i.+ng. he didnt expect that jing hanchuan was just tr.i.m.m.i.n.g the dead branches of the plum blossoms in the backyard.

its winter, but the fish wont take the bait.

he would never tell fu chen that the fish in the pond had been brought home by xu yao last time and dried into salted fish.

a few days ago, he had even sent over some salted fish, saying that he couldnt finish it at home.

jing hanchuan was speechless. this was his fish, and now he was giving it back, and he had to thank him?

the three of them chatted along the way. just as they reached the door of the living room, they heard the big bosss gasp.

jing hanchuan was the host, so he walked in front and saw his father covering his mouth and the little boy sitting on his lap giggling

qiao xiyan followed him in. seeing his son laughing arrogantly, he thought that he had ruined things.

qiao zhichu!

at this time, he could understand his own name. when he turned around and saw his father, he smacked his lips and even raised a beard in his hand, waving at him.

fu chen coughed and laughed in a low voice.

what was this called?

plucking fur from a tigers mouth?

whats going on? sheng aiyi and the others also came out to check when they heard the commotion.

im fine. a certain big shot waved his hand.

he couldnt possibly say that his beard had been plucked off by a little thing.

if they were pulled at the same time, it wouldnt hurt, but he didnt know why, but if he suddenly pulled hard, he would die of pain!

why are you shouting? dont you feel embarra.s.sed with so many people around? sheng aiyi frowned.

a certain big shot was in a difficult situation.

qiao xiyan held his son in his arms. the little guy was still holding his beard tightly as he walked toward qiao xiyan, as if he had gotten some treasure and was showing off.

a certain big shot didnt want to tease the child anymore, but for some reason, qiao zhichu stuck to him and reached out for him to carry him.

he had no choice. everyone was watching. he couldnt throw a tantrum in front of a child and throw a tantrum. he could only hold him in his arms.

and then

a certain big shot was ordered around and fed him.

jing hanchuan lowered his head and coughed. his father couldnt do anything to him.

when they were young, he didnt have that much patience for her.

when she asked him later, he replied,

its not my child, so its hard to do it!