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The cold snap from the north is raging, and the weather is getting colder.

For more than ten days, Jiang Bo stayed in Yangcheng and lived in Xinxiangyuan most of the time.

Originally, he was more worried that Mu Baixin would not be used to living in Yangcheng, a relatively unfamiliar city, but it turned out that he thought too much.

The little girl is very adaptable, she didn't cry, she didn't say she missed home, she just occasionally missed Muqin, and she couldn't help but talk to her on the phone, very sensible.

In school, Mu Baixin not only had excellent academic performance, but also won the first place in the class in the half-term exam, and I heard her say that she also made many good friends.

In the villa, in addition to the two nannies Yang Xiu and Wu Shuyi who took care of her, Peng Wanzi, the 'godmother', spoiled her like a daughter, and often took her to play and drink on weekends, and got along very well.

Because of the system tasks and company affairs, Jiang Bo inevitably has to go south and north, and he has no time to take care of Yangcheng's family affairs, and he must have more than enough heart to take care of the children.

Therefore, when he saw that Mu Baixin was healthy and happy, not noisy or noisy, Jiang Bo's heart, which had always been a little worried and worried, was also faintly relaxed.

Half past ten in the morning.

In the living room on the second floor of the villa, a large screen hanging on the wall is playing cartoons that children like to watch.

Today is Saturday, Mu Baixin has no class, and at this moment she is sitting comfortably in Jiang Bo's arms, her back and little head leaning on Jiang Bo's chest, holding this teddy bear in her hand, and watching the cartoon with relish.

Jiang Bo was indifferent to cartoons, sitting on the sofa thinking about some other things, and his palm subconsciously rubbed gently on Mu Baixin's little head.

Suddenly, Peng Wanzi, wearing slippers and a home dress, swaggered up to the two of them and sat down.

Because she was wearing a mask on her face, she didn't look like a ghost, which scared both of them.

Jiang Bo was speechless and said, "What kind of mask did you put on in the morning?"

Peng Wanzi said arrogantly: "What do you know, my mask was originally applied in the morning, didn't you notice that my skin has been much better recently, it is because of this that it is effective." ”

Jiang Bo blinked, his gaze moved to her neck down, thinking that your skin is good enough, if you have the mind to take care of your skin, it is better to spend more effort thinking about how to make the balloon bigger.

I have to say that this beautiful woman can control no matter what type of style.

During this time in Xinxiangyuan, when Jiang Bo was fine, she deliberately observed Peng Wanzi's painting style, and she seemed to have tried the style of the royal sister, the girl, and the housewife.

I don't know if it was naturally shown, or if she deliberately showed off and showed off in front of Jiang Bo, only she knew it in her own heart.

Mu Baixin looked at Peng Wanzi with blank eyes and said, "Godmother, I also want to put on a mask." ”

Peng Wanzi glared at her, reached out and gently pulled her face, "What kind of mask do children wear, look at your skin, it's already watery and tender." Belch...... Why do you think of me like that?"

In the second half of the sentence, Peng Wanzi said it to Jiang Bo after discovering that his vision was rather weird.

Mu Baixin listened, but she hurriedly covered her little mouth and muttered, "I seem to have exposed something......

Jiang Bo's gaze lingered on the two of them for a while, and he smiled without a smile: "Godmother?"

Peng Wanzi's face hidden under the mask was slightly red, but her mouth said calmly: "It's just a title, what's there." ”

Just a title?

Is this a question of title?

Why don't you call me Daddy to tell me?

Jiang Bo rolled his eyes, combined with the previous contact, what calculation did Peng Wanzi have in his heart, he actually had some understanding, but he just didn't want to debunk it.

Just as he was about to say something, Jiang Bo's mobile phone rang.

Take a look, it was Mao Yuhui, the general manager of Zhongrun Pharmaceutical Company, who called.

Jiang Bo patted Mu Baixin's little buttocks and said, "Girl, get up, I'll answer the phone." ”

"Good drops. Mu Baixin obediently jumped away from Jiang Bo's arms, and then jumped into Peng Wanzi's arms, and after his head rested comfortably under her neck, he said happily: "It's still soft here." ”

Peng Wanzi patted her lightly, and said angrily: "Lie down well, don't move around." ”

"Hee-hee, got it. Mu Baixin smiled playfully.

Jiang Bo glanced at the two of them, didn't say much, took his mobile phone and quickly went to the balcony to answer the phone.

Seeing him walk away, Peng Wanzi let out a long breath, stretched out her hand and grabbed Mu Baixin's ear and said, "You girl, didn't you say that you can't scream in front of him, how did you do it?"

Mu Baixin's little face was bitter, and she said pitifully: "Godmother, I'm sorry, I said I leaked my mouth." ”

"You, you, you're here and pretending to be pitiful with me again, you little clever ghost. Peng Wanzi let go of her ears and poked her forehead with her fingers.

Mu Baixin stuck out her tongue, "I'll pay attention next time, and I will definitely not shout wrong again." ”

When Peng Wanzi heard this, she glanced at the balcony, her eyes rolled, but she said, "No, you will be called godmother in the future, and you don't need to be called aunt anymore." ”

"Oh, okay. Mu Baixin nodded her head blankly, and rubbed her sideburns against the place where her head was placed just now, revealing a thoughtful look.

I don't know if it's an illusion, she always feels that Peng Wanzi's place seems to have become a little bigger than before.

Peng Wanzi ignored her, thinking in her heart, anyway, Mu Baixin had already called in front of Jiang Bo just now, and he didn't seem to say anything.

If she hides it any longer, she is a little bit of a thief and a self-deception, so she just let her go, even if Jiang Bo's straight man disagrees, she is ready to treat Mu Baixin as her goddaughter.

After answering the phone, Jiang Bo quickly turned back to the living room and said, "I have something to do, I have to go to Shanghai." ”

"It's only been a few days, are you, are you going to leave again?" Peng Wanzi subconsciously said with some resentment when she heard this.

Jiang Bo nodded and said, "There is something to deal with, Bai Xin, you look at her a little more, since you have been called godmother, you should also do something that godmother should do." ”

In the end, Jiang Bo's expression became playful.

The corners of Peng Wanzi's mouth twitched a few times, and she coughed lightly: "Okay, I know what to do, if you want to be busy, hurry up and get busy, don't leave it here to be an eyesore." ”

"Then I'm leaving, I'll call you if you have something. The girl is so obedient. ”

"Yes, yes. ”

Driving away from the Xinxiangyuan villa area, Jiang Bo called Zhuang Miao and asked him to book a plane ticket while driving to the airport.

Mao Yuhui's phone call just now was the phone call that Jiang Bo had been waiting for since he returned to Yangcheng.

Although the call was not long, Mao Yuhui excitedly informed Jiang Bo that the patent application was successful, as many as 108 patented technologies, and all patent barriers about HBRM molecules had been erected by Zhongrun Pharmaceutical Company.

Half past two in the afternoon.

After arriving at Shanghai Pudong International Airport, Jiang Bo let Zhuang Miao go to free time, and he himself drove the Porsche 918 parked at the airport when he was catching the plane, all the way to Zhongrun Pharmaceutical Company.