Hey! Host! I asked you to have a child, not to have a strategy.

Xie Cang came to him now. Could it be that he knew about the domestic affairs?

Yan Zhu guessed in his mind and took the phone slowly.

When you open it, you will see that it is a compressed file.

There were no other words, and naturally there were no words of concern and greetings that Yan Zhu imagined.

He sneered in his heart. Yes, the two of them had fought so many times. They were so tense with each other that it would be nice if he didn't expect the building to collapse.

Yan Zhu lowered his eyes, and after a moment's pause to suppress the emotions welling up in his heart, he clicked on the file.

Then as he read, the expression on his face became more and more playful, and the almost dimmed light in his peach blossom eyes became brighter and brighter.

Yan Zhu couldn't wait to know whether it was Xie Cang or Zhu Baishao who found this list and information.

He called Xie Cang.

……

It’s a rainy night in China, but it’s a sunny afternoon in London.

Xie Cang came out with the fruit and saw Zhu Baishao sitting on the floral picnic cloth, teasing the two babies. The sun shone through the treetops and fell on her, creating a circle of light. She was so beautiful. He is an earthly person.

If I had to describe it, Xie Pan would think that this scene is like the Virgin Mary holding the Holy Child, with a sense of holiness.

It was like a feather fell into his chest, itching and touching.

The corners of Xie Cang's mouth gradually rose. This scene perfectly matched his definition of the word "happiness".

He went over and put the cut fruit next to Zhu Baishao's hand, and teased the twins with her.

Although Mibai is the younger brother, because of his naughty personality, he also learned to speak faster than his brother Feibai. He was chewing his fist, and when he saw Xie Chou coming over, his eyes widened like grapes and he patted the picnic cloth with his fat hands.

"Papa~Papa balls~"

Even Fei Bai, who was about to crawl over and grab the flowers on Zhu Bai Shao's skirt, also paused, then stuck his butt out and shouted, "Daddy~"

Zhu Baishao couldn't help laughing, "Xie Cang, your son asked you to play with them."

"Two brats."

With a smile on his face, Xie Tingyu came over and took the lead in picking up Mibai, who was patting him non-stop. He gently squeezed his arm with his hand to check if there was any discomfort.

But there was too much flesh on Mibai's chubby arm, and it sank with just a slight squeeze. It was super soft and felt super good, which made Xie Xing pinch it twice more. He couldn't help but recall the photos of Yan Zhu when he was a child. Are you that fat?

Mibai didn't know that Xie's father already disliked her for being fat. He drooled over Xie's chin and was still enjoying himself in the man's arms.

Fei Bai couldn't maintain his interest in his father for a minute. He crawled towards Zhu Bai Shao again and continued to pull the flowers from his mother's body.

Xie Cang couldn't help but twitch his mouth when he saw his biological son's reaction.

This brat was not as close to him as Yan Zhu was.

Speechless.

Suddenly, Xie Cang's cell phone rang.

There was a flash in his eyes, and he had some guesses about the caller.

Xie Cang hugged Mi Bai with one hand and took out his mobile phone from his pocket. The name displayed on the screen did not surprise him at all.

Xie Pan glanced at Zhu Baishao, who was playing with the patterns on Fei Bai's clothes with his eyes downcast, but chose to go aside to pick it up.

"Xie Cang, did you check that information? Or did Shao Baoer check it?"

Xie Cang's familiar man's voice sounded, with joy and eagerness to know the answer in his tone.

Seeing that Yan Zhu went straight to the topic, Xie Cang didn't hesitate, "The two of us checked together."

Yan Zhu's eyebrows in the office suddenly rose, and he laughed softly, "I knew Shao Bao'er had me in his heart."

This laughter was real and soothing that had not appeared in a long time.

Xie Cang, who was just about to speak and stab him, was left speechless. Yes, Yan Zhu was right, Shao Shao did have him in her heart.

Yan Zhu's low laughter lasted for a few seconds. He coughed dryly and said in a thin and fast voice: "Thank you, thank you..."

Yan Zhu was very smart, so smart that he knew that this was Xie Cang giving in. If he were in a different position, he probably wouldn't be able to do this.

Xie Ting narrowed his eyes, not knowing what he felt in his heart, but it didn't feel very good anyway.

He was silent for a while and then said, "Yan Zhu, I'm sorry."

"Also, I'm sorry."

The voices of the two people almost overlapped. The men on both ends of the phone paused almost at the same time, then raised their peach-blossom eyes and raised their thin lips slightly.

The tacit understanding of knowing each other for more than 20 years allows them to know what each other is apologizing for.

After this apology, the two men were speechless for a while.

Xie Pan knew that with those materials as reference, Yan Zhu could handle domestic affairs beautifully. He believed in his ability, so there was no need to ask any more questions at this time. He could just wait and see the news later.

Yan Zhu was trying to calm down the turbulent emotions in his heart.

It's great that Zhu Baishao still has him in her heart, and Xie Clan is still the same Xie Clan.

At this moment, Mibai, who had been held in Xie Cang's arms, began to twist again, mouthing a soft "Baba~" one after another.

"Good~"

Xie Cang quickly hugged Mibai and turned around a few times, just like playing, making him giggle. Mibai's fair and tender face was completely sure that the double eyelids and peach blossom eyes were completely narrowed. A seam.

Yan Zhu on the other end of the phone couldn't help but hold her breath when she heard the crisp and soft voice calling "Papa".

He couldn't see the scene over there, couldn't see the expression on Xie Cang's cold face, but he could hear Xie Cang coaxing the child softly, and the tenderness and happiness in his voice were real.

Just thinking about it, that is the child of Xie Cang and Zhu Baishao, makes Yan Zhu sour.

He turned his chair and looked out the floor-to-ceiling window at the city covered in patches of color amid the rain, a trace of envy flashing in his eyes.

When will he and Zhu Baishao have a child?

It’s both a boy and a girl, no, it’s best to be a girl, more like Zhu Bai Shao, delicate and soft, too pretty to be ridiculous...

Until Xie Cang hung up the phone, Yan Zhu was still looking at the rain curtain in trance.

There was a sudden knock on the door. The manager who was not yet forty years old and was in the prime of life of a successful man walked in and said with concern: "Yan Zhu, it's almost midnight. You'd better go back and rest first. These things are not temporary. It can be taken care of in a while..."

He spoke with concern, but his next words were choked when Yan Zhu turned around.

Yan Zhu's peach blossom eyes were cold and sharp, as if she had seen through everything, and Yan Wenbin's heart skipped a beat.

But the next second, Yan Wenbin looked again and found that all Yan Zhu's emotions had disappeared again, and he was slightly nodding at him, with the same rude and rude tone as before.

"Uncle, you haven't gone home yet?"

Yan Wenbin showed a helpless smile, "The Yan family is in a precarious situation now, and I can't worry about it."