Xiao Slag listened to the conversation between the two people, thinking that Si Nan had seen through its lies and did not confess:

[Host host, I was wrong, I shouldn't lie to you, you are indeed not pregnant! Don't blow my head off! 】

Si Nan, who had just finished telling Fu Chenjin that he was still weak in his heart, grinded his teeth when he heard this.

My own son seems to be getting more and more bold recently, and I'm starting to learn to frame her.

Hiding in the corner of the system space in fear, the little scum trembled, and defended himself with insufficient confidence:

[Who let the host always bully me for not understanding human things, hmph, you bullied me first, I just returned it...... Boom, host, don't blow my head QWQ]

Si Nan didn't know whether to laugh or be angry for a while.

Sure enough, it's a timid son.

I don't want to think about how it can be shot in the head if it exists in a virtual form and has no entity.

In the end, Si Nan chose to ignore it.

Fu Chenjin easily accepted the fact that Si Nan said that she was not pregnant, and stretched out her hand to grab her:

"That's okay, we can go and adopt one later."

Leaning on the man beside him, Si Nan secretly glanced at him.

Obviously, he seemed quite happy before, and he went to the Internet to search for pregnancy supplies.

Now that I suddenly know the news, it seems that I am still so calm.

Thinking about it like this, is it a little too wronged for him?

After thinking about it for a while, Si Nan finally nodded to Fu Chenjin:

"Okay, then we'll adopt one."

With such a big family business as this man, it always needs someone to inherit it.

Fingertips gently stroked Si Nan's cheeks, and Fu Chenjin smiled on her lips:

"Then let's go to the welfare home again in a few years."

Si Nan lay down in his arms and agreed.

Eight years later.

Xinyuan Welfare Home.

Fu Chenjin pulled his little koi and stood outside the welfare home.

The arrival of spring has added some life to this somewhat dilapidated place.

The director of the welfare institute smiled kindly, and hurriedly welcomed Fu Chenjin and Si Nan into the door.

The dean was a man of many years old, with gray hair, but he looked in good spirits.

Si Nan felt a very gentle aura on him.

It's like being nourished by blessings.

Probably because the dean has done a lot of good things.

In fact, Fu Chenjin is not unable to find a welfare home with a large scale and very good management.

It's just that he seems to have come to this place with some kind of purpose.

Pulling Si Nan to sit on the rest chair in the welfare home, Fu Chenjin glanced at the children who were still playing wantonly, and his eyes became much softer.

The children here are a few years old and some are teenagers, and some of them noticed the arrival of Fu Chenjin and Si Nan and looked at them timidly.

They don't seem to want to leave, and they are more afraid of being taken away.

Most of them were discarded children, and the dean was so good to them that he didn't want to leave at all.

After all, the Dean wouldn't discard them, but those who took them away might be able to discard them again.

Fu Chenjin's gaze fell on a taciturn boy in the corner.

Looking at that face, he was silent for a moment and said to the dean:

"I'm going to adopt a boy named Fang Zeyan, about twelve or thirteen years old."

Fang Zeyan......

Si Nan silently glanced at Fu Chenjin.

Sure enough, I came with a purpose.

The dean nodded with his hands behind his back and beckoned to the taciturn boy in the distance:

"Zeyan, come to me."