When I opened my eyes, I went back to the night when I forced my husband to give birth to a son.

When they arrived at Song Nancheng's house, Xixi looked at the house which covered several hundred square meters and exclaimed, her round eyes widening.

"Do you think Uncle Song's house is very big?" Su Xiaowan asked with a smile.

"Mom, does Uncle Song live in a farm?" Xixi was very curious.

In her impression, only farms were this big.

The whole family was amused by her, and before she could explain, Song Nancheng came out.

"Why don't you come in? It's cold outside. Let's talk inside."

Song Nancheng looked at Xixi's curious eyes and asked with a smile, "Xixi, what are you looking at?"

"Uncle Song, is your family also a breeding farm? Why don't I see any chickens or ducks?"

Song Nancheng was amused, and he touched her little head and said with a smile, "This is my home, not a farm. Do you like it here, Xixi?"

"I like it. It's so beautiful and big. Xixi also wants to live in a house like this."

"Then Xixi, you must grow up well. When you grow up, Uncle Song will give you a house like this, okay?"

"Brother Nancheng, don't coax her like this. The child will take it seriously." Su Xiaowan just thought he was coaxing Xixi.

"I didn't coax her. When Xixi comes of age, I have a house like this in Xicheng District, and I will transfer it to her then."

Song Nancheng liked Xixi very much. When he saw her for the first time, he felt that this child was very likable.

"How can this be possible? You can't spoil her. She will get spoiled." Su Xiaowan quickly refused.

She knew that Song Nancheng would be willing to give it up, but she could not accept such a valuable thing no matter what.

"Xiao Wan, I treat Xixi as my own daughter. If you don't want to, then I will recognize her as my goddaughter. When the time comes, I will give her a house. You and the Beiguo brothers shouldn't have any objections, right?"

"Beiguo, talk to Brother Nancheng." Su Xiaowan didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Nancheng, we know you love Xixi and like Xixi, but this house is really too expensive."

This house costs tens of thousands, which is a huge sum of money in this era.

"So you don't plan on letting me recognize Xixi as my daughter?" Song Nancheng was very determined.

"Xiao Wan, Beiguo, you guys should keep it."

Ji Yuelan came out of the house, looking very good.

She walked to Song Nancheng, looked at Xixi's curious expression, and said with a smile, "Nancheng likes Xixi and really treats her as his own daughter."

"To him, a house is far less valuable than Xixi. This is his token of love for Xixi. You should keep it, or he will be angry."

Ji Yuelan actually knew in her heart that Song Nancheng did this to make up for his past shortcomings.

"How about this, wait until Xixi comes of age and let her make her own decision. If she accepts, we won't stop her."

Xiao Beiguo also guessed it, and Song Nancheng really did not hide his love for Xixi.

"Okay, then it's settled. You can't interfere in the future."

"No interference. You said you treat her like your daughter, so my interference will be useful."

Xiao Beiguo felt powerless when looking at Xixi, who was so obedient in Song Nancheng's arms.

It seems that even his biological father is not as favored as Song Nancheng.

"Uncle Song, do you like me very much? Why did you give Xixi a big house?"

The little girl looked at the adults discussing, with a look of curiosity on her face.

"Xixi is so popular, Uncle Song must like Xixi."

Ji Yuelan looked at Song Nancheng's unconcealed love and subconsciously touched her belly.

"Come inside, you won't catch a cold if you stand at the door chatting."

After they entered the house, Song Nancheng said to Old Man Xiao, "Uncle Xiao, please be more relaxed and treat it like your own home."

"Okay." Old man Xiao doesn't like such lively occasions.

After entering the house, he looked at the house which was even more magnificent and luxurious than the outside, and his eyes were filled with envy.

He had worked hard all his life, and he was satisfied to be able to see a place like this in his lifetime.

It was still early for dinner, so Ji Yuelan asked people to prepare fruits and food, and Song Nancheng made tea.

They sat and chatted for a while before Song Nancheng took out an account book and handed it to Xiao Beiguo.

"This is our hotel's revenue before the Lunar New Year. Please take a look and see if there is any problem."

"What are you looking at? If I don't trust you at this point, how can we cooperate?"

Xiao Beiguo pushed it away directly, but Su Xiaowan took it and said with a smile, "Brother Nancheng showed it to you but you didn't even look at it. Aren't you curious about how much money our restaurant made before the New Year?"

"Xiao Wan knows what I'm thinking. I guarantee you'll be very surprised after reading this."

Su Xiaowan took a look and looked up at Song Nancheng with a smile on his face in disbelief.

"So many?" There are actually one hundred thousand!

The turnover during the Chinese New Year month reached tens of thousands!

Song Nancheng smiled and said, "Are you surprised?"

"It's more than just surprise, it's simply shocking."

Su Xiaowan thought about making money, but she didn't expect to make money this way.

"During the Chinese New Year, the number of stores in the Foreign Trade Building increased, and the flow of people also increased. Many foreign businessmen ate at our place."

With more traffic, business will naturally improve.

"This business is really good, and the hotel is making good profits."

Su Xiaowan flipped through it and was truly shocked.

"By May, the business over there will probably surpass that here." Song Nancheng was full of confidence.

"Indeed, our restaurant has the decoration of a high-end restaurant, but the price is not high, so customers will naturally give priority to it."

Xiao Beiguo originally thought that the decoration cost too much money and increased the cost, but now it seems that Song Nancheng sees further than he does.

"Yes, in the end, the price has to be right for customers to be willing to choose it."

Several people chatted about this topic and discussed and arranged the next plans.

When it was time to eat, Song Nancheng opened the red wine, but Ji Yuelan said, "I won't drink it. My stomach hasn't been feeling well these days."

Song Nancheng looked at her, "What's wrong? Do you want to go to the hospital? I remember your stomach was fine before."

"Maybe I didn't eat on time when I was abroad."

Ji Yuelan found an excuse, served herself some soup, and said to the others with a smile, "You guys drink, I'll have some soup."

"Okay, then you drink the soup and we drink the wine."

Ji Yuelan didn't say anything. She took a sip of the soup, and the discomfort in her stomach was slightly relieved.

She didn't know what was wrong with her recently and she had no appetite for anything.

Looking at the spicy and sour chicken offal, she picked up some and put it in her mouth. Before she ate it, she suddenly felt a sense of nausea.

He suddenly put down his chopsticks and rushed into the bathroom.

Several people looked in the direction of Ji Yuelan in surprise. Song Nancheng put down his chopsticks and said, "I'll go take a look. If it doesn't work, we have to go to the hospital."

Su Xiaowan and Xiao Beiguo looked at each other, and they both understood each other.

"Yuelan, do you want to see a doctor? You vomit after eating. I'm afraid your stomach is in serious condition."