After hanging up the phone, Jiang Xiaomi rubbed his hands excitedly.

It's been so many years. It's not easy. If it weren't for her work, she really wanted to open a bottle of champagne to celebrate Park Shixun.

"Boss, what's so happy?"

"You don't understand my happiness." Jiang Xiaomi raised half of his eyebrows without hiding his inner joy.

Compared with the child, Jiang Xiaomi is more curious about the child's mother.

When did they get married? Where did it end? What's a woman like? Are you from East Asia?

The more I think about it, the more I feel that park Shixun has gone too far.

Everyone is so familiar that it's not interesting to get married without notice.

……

Boxing Club

After a fight, the two men who were equally strong sat on the bench and chatted for the first time.

Park Shixun looked at Wei Shaoyong with a little surprise: "I feel something is wrong with you recently!"

Wei Shaoyong picked up the towel on his shoulder and wiped it casually: "what's wrong?"

"So explosive!"

Wei Shaoyong paused for a moment and continued to wipe: "there's no place to use it. Of course, it's explosive!"

Pu Shixun raised his eyebrow: "it seems that the Scriptures are copied in vain."

Although he is not an East Asian, he has great respect for East Asian culture. He occasionally turns to scriptures and other things. After reading them, he has accumulated a lot of experience.

But I don't know why, after Wei Shaoyong copied the Scriptures, he was even more violent than before.

Wei Shaoyong joked, "who said that? I found my handwriting is better."

"Come on!"

They took a shower together and went on chatting while getting dressed.

"Park Shihun, it is said that you have a son?"

Park Shixun buttoned his buttons slowly and couldn't see any emotional fluctuations: "the news came very quickly."

Wei Shaoyong picked up the black shirt and put it on: "don't tell me, you really gave birth to someone else outside!"

Park Shixun glanced at him: "what do you think?"

Wei Shaoyong shook his head: "no!"

"Why not?" Park Shixun felt a little funny.

Wei Shaoyong said, "it's not your style to have children secretly!"

"If you want to say so, tea can live to the present, which is not very like your style."

Wei Shaoyong sneered: "this is all about what. I'm talking about you, but you're talking about me."

"People will become, Wei Shaoyong, don't deny it!"

"So you admit you raised a woman outside?"

"No!"

"What's the matter with the child?" Wei Shaoyong followed closely.

Park Shixun thought for a moment: "like you, I have no place to use it! So I adopted one."

Wei Shaoyong's eyes were stunned: "Hey, are you wrong? Adopted?"

"Otherwise?"

Wei Shaoyong was so taken for granted that he couldn't speak for a long time.

Park Shixun asked, "do you have any questions?"

Wei Shaoyong shook his head and talked about this. What else can he have?

Finally, it can only be explained by "national cultural differences". Park Shixun is not from East Asia, so he has no concerns in this regard.

After leaving the boxing club, park Shixun and Wei Shaoyong parted ways.

As soon as Wei Shaoyong got into the car, the mobile phone in his trouser pocket rang.

"Hello?"

"Mr. Wei, it's all arranged."

Wei Shaoyong gently lifted his lip flap: "I see."

In the evening, the clouds in the sky spread like fish scales, and the golden afterglow dotted those gaps. The scenery was very pleasant.

After Wei Shaoyong handled the matter in the company, he began to prepare for tonight's feast.

He has informed Fu Qingqing in advance and asked to meet her parents and relatives tonight. Not only her parents, but also her family relatives.

Fu Qingqing doesn't want to invite so many people, but she can't stand her parents' lobbying.

The daughter can climb up to an excellent man like Wei Shaoyong. How can she not show off? Therefore, they called all the relatives they can call. After careful calculation, there are almost three tables.

Looking at Wu's vast head, Fu Qingqing felt a little uneasy.

Wei Shaoyong booked a luxury box for them. There are everything here. Before the dinner, you can find something to spend your time with, so you don't feel bored.

Wei Shaoyong came late, and the attendant opened the door for him. At the moment he stepped into the box, all the relatives of the Fu family put down what they were doing, and then stood up. Together with Fu Qingqing's parents, they showed Wei Shaoyong an intriguing respect.

"Shaoyong!" Fu Qingqing walked towards him in a surprised look: "you're late."

Wei Shaoyong said, "I've been delayed on the way. Aren't you hungry?"

Fu Qingqing shook his head: "I'm waiting for you."

Looking at the past, Wei Shaoyong was full of strange faces, including men and women, old and young. Under the leadership of Fu Qingqing, Wei Shaoyong began to say hello one by one.

Wei Shaoyong obviously came alone, but he seemed to bring thousands of troops. Almost every elder whom he greeted would be thinking about the same question - will Wei Shaoyong really become a family with them in the future?

When everyone was seated, Wei Shaoyong snapped his fingers and ordered the waiter to go.

During the banquet, everyone enjoyed themselves. Wei Shaoyong showed a rare humor and made several elderly relatives laugh.

People are in good spirits at happy events. On such a happy occasion, it must be unreasonable not to drink some wine. After a few drinks, the waiter holding a tray came in and distributed iced towels.

When it was Fu's turn, Wei Shaoyong paid more attention to his eyes and inadvertently provoked a sneer at the corners of his mouth.

Fu Qingqing is helping Wei Shaoyong with dishes. He doesn't eat much tonight and has been drinking: "Shaoyong, stop drinking and order first."

Wei Shaoyong raised a hint of ponder: "don't worry, I haven't suffered a loss in drinking."

Fu Qingqing subconsciously said: "I still say, last time was..."

As soon as she spoke, Fu Qingqing realized that she had said the wrong thing. She quickly shifted the topic to other places: "even if you can drink, you can't drink on an empty stomach."

Wei Shaoyong looked at her with a smile. The deep eyes made Fu Qingqing shiver inexplicably.

She knew that Wei Shaoyong was a man with a deep sense of Chengfu, but Fu Qingqing couldn't figure out how much Chengfu he used when communicating with others.

Like now, he is obviously different from before.

But what's different? Fu Qingqing can't tell.

After three rounds of drinking, father Fu was sent to the lounge next door by two other relatives because he was unable to drink.

The lounge of this box is only separated by a screen. As a son-in-law, my father-in-law drinks too much. If he pretends not to see, it's a little unreasonable.

Wei Shaoyong picked up the cold towel in front of him and wiped the corners of his mouth: "I'll have a look."

Fu mother quickly stood up: "no, no, I'd better ask Qingqing to go, Qingqing, go and pour a glass of water for your father."

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