Mr. Lu, stop flirting. Miss Ning refuses to marry you.

Lily was happily fantasizing about her future life, but her fantasy was suddenly shattered by the figures of the three little guys!

Ning Siyu is a single mother of three children! President Lu must not know this!

Finished!

When Lily ran into the room in panic, she saw Lu Jincheng had already put Ning Siyu on the bed and covered her with a quilt.

Then he stared at the three little guys.

She was still a step late.

What's going on? Didn't An Chuhe say he only had one child? What about the other two?

Lu Jincheng looked at Ning Keke, then at Ning Kexin. This pink and tender little girl looked like Ning Siyu!

Three?

Ning Siyu actually has three children?

For a moment, he couldn't tell whether he should be happy or angry!

Or the two emotions alternated, making him look like he was about to smile, and the corners of his mouth almost twitched, which scared Lily and the three children, and they almost cried.

He tried hard to control his emotions, stood up and walked a few steps, then sat down again. After a while, he stood up again and sat down again, looking a little abnormal.

Lele: "Something's happening, I'm going to get help!"

Ning Kexin: "He looks so fierce, is he the bad guy who bullied my mom?"

Ning Yihuan: "What's wrong with mom? Who is this uncle?"

A few little heads in the corner gathered together to discuss, and Lily, who was standing at the door, was petrified instantly.

Little ancestors, dare you raise your voices any louder? She can hear it! She can see the drooping corners of President Lu's mouth and the slightly raised eyebrows!

"You three stop talking and just follow my instructions!" Lily leaned over and pulled Ning Lele's cheek and said.

She was desperate inside and walked forward with a stiff smile.

"President Lu, what happened to our Siyu?" Lily stepped forward and used her body to block the three children.

Speaking of Ning Siyu, Lu Jincheng turned his eyes away, "She has a fever. Can you please go down and buy me some antipyretic medicine?"

Without giving Lily a chance to think, he handed her ten Mao Zedong notes.

Lily looked at the ten Mao Zedong notes and was at a loss - what kind of antipyretic medicine cost ten Mao Zedong notes?

But after just a second, Lily accepted it with a smile on her face, "President Lu, please wait for me for a moment. I will take the three little brats away first. If they are disobedient, I will not disturb you."

Lily wanted to turn around and take the three children away, but Lu Jincheng spoke up, "Forget it, it's better to let them stay here."

She really wanted to say no, but after taking one look at the faces of the three little ones, her heart started beating wildly. She had witnessed Ning Siyu's hardships and the growth of her three children along the way. It was really not easy to be a single mother. She didn't even dare to see a doctor when she was sick and had to bear it all on her own.

Now, finally, an outstanding and wealthy man seems to have taken a fancy to her Ning Siyu, and she can't let the opportunity slip away.

Ning Yihuan grabbed Lily's little hand and said, "Aunt Lily, please go buy it quickly. My mother seems to be in a lot of pain."

"Yes, yes." Ning Lele and Ning Kexin said in unison.

Lily had no choice. She couldn't force it, so she could only go and come back quickly.

The only people left in the room were the unconscious Ning Siyu, Lu Jincheng, and three little guys.

"Are you...all her children?" Lu Jincheng suppressed his excitement and asked first. He felt that the information given by An Chuhe was not very accurate, otherwise how could he not know that Ning Siyu actually had three children?

Ning Lele blinked her big eyes and said, "Of course we are my mother's children!" Isn't that nonsense? This uncle doesn't seem to be in a good mental state. Why is he always laughing?

Little Ning Lele didn't understand Lu Jincheng's mood at the moment.

Lu Jincheng pursed his lips. This was not like how he was when he was a child. He had no guard at all when facing strangers.

"Three years old?" Lu Jincheng asked again.

"Yeah, can't you see?" Ning Kexin sat beside Ning Siyu's bed, looking at him in confusion, shaking her two little feet, "My mother is amazing, she is the most amazing and best mother in the world."

Ning Yihuan twisted the corner of her clothes and didn't want to talk. She looked at Ning Siyu, then at Lu Jincheng, and suddenly climbed up to the edge of the bed, blocking Lu Jincheng's view of Ning Siyu.

"Who is your father?" His heart was beating fast. He already knew the answer, but he still wanted to ask.

In the past three years, Ning Siyu has not had anyone besides him...

No, that was not within his consideration. In fact, having the child was enough for him.

"Dad?" Ning Yihan looked at Lu Jincheng in confusion, "I don't have a dad..." Her two little hands kept twisting her clothes.

Seeing Ning Yihuan's expression as if she was about to cry, Lu Jincheng's heart skipped a beat and he looked at her in silence.

Ning Lele frowned, looked at Ning Kexin, and immediately jumped off the bed, "I want to drink some water!"

There is something wrong with this bad uncle. He can't beat this guy. Go get help!

The naive Ning Lele thought that as long as he called An Chuhe over, he and his mother would be safe. Children are particularly interesting because of their innocence and kindness.

Lu Jincheng grabbed the back of his collar and lifted him up easily, letting his feet kick around in the air.

When Ning Kexin and Ning Yihuan saw their eldest brother being picked up, they rushed over and grabbed Lu Jincheng's clothes, "You bad guy, let my brother go!"

Lu Jincheng picked up Ning Kexin again and put him beside the bed. The youngest and softest Ning Yihuan raised his head, looking straight at Lu Jincheng with his watery eyes, as if he was about to cry. Lu Jincheng's heart softened all of a sudden.

"Be quiet, your mother is still sleeping." He put Ning Lele on his lap and let him sit face to face with him. "Your name is Ning Lele?"

Ning Lele was stunned, "How do you know my name?"

Lu Jincheng was speechless. Was Ning Lele really his son? Was this the gene of his Lu family?

Lu Jincheng pursed his lips and was about to say something when the door opened. An Chuhe came in. When Ning Lele saw the reinforcements coming, she didn't think about why she didn't call him, but he came to ask this question at this time.

An Chuhe had just finished dealing with Tong Chusheng's affairs and hurried over. As soon as she entered the door, she saw this scene.

Huh? Three kids?

Their CEO actually let Ning Lele sit directly on his lap?

"Uncle, come here quickly, this bad man wants to bully my mother!" Ning Lele's whole body was about to lean towards An Chuhe and he almost fell down. Fortunately, Lu Jincheng was quick to grab his arm.

An Chuhe who just walked in: "?"

Even Ning Yihuan jumped out of bed and ran towards him, "Uncle, my mother is sick. Will this bad guy bully my mother?"

An Chuhe was sweating coldly after hearing this. He squatted down and looked Ning Yihuan in the eyes and said seriously, "No, this uncle is a good person."

Ning Yihuan pursed her lips and asked, "Are you two in the same group?"

Ning Lele, who was struggling desperately, was suddenly petrified. "A-a group of people?"

The innocent Ning Lele recalled the times when he always called An Chuhe. It was as if he had discovered some incredible secret. He felt like a traitor in a TV drama, who betrayed his beloved mother without knowing it.

An Chuhe came in holding Ning Yihuan's hand, "Mr. Lu, everything has been dealt with. Is Miss Ning okay?"

Lu Jincheng nodded slightly, picked up Ning Lele and put her on the bed, then looked at An Chuhe steadily, "Can you explain to me what's going on?"

When An Chuhe saw the three children, she was also confused for a moment, "Maybe I had a preconceived notion and thought there was only one. Congratulations, Mr. Lu."

He couldn't help scratching his head when he said this, and his expression looked really silly.

The noise here was so loud that Ning Siyu had been woken up a long time ago, but her throat hurt as if it was burned by fire, and her eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and she couldn't open them. She could only try to move her fingers and use all her strength to speak, "What... are you talking about?"

Why does something seem wrong?