Chapter Ninety-Three: Wish-fulfilled
"Yu Liang, from now on, if he has less hair, I will only ask you." Feng Yantian explained.
"Yes, President!" Yu Liang couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, and couldn't help but reach out and touch his forehead.
Feng Yantian's slender fingers swiped the screen page by page, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but rise, like a torch's gaze, because of the photo, became particularly soft.
The guy likes him very much, always affectionately puts his arms around his neck and calls for Dad.
Every time he felt that he couldn't listen enough, he always felt that it was because of Xu Zhen's relationship, so he felt very close, but there was still a layer of blood relationship in all this.
"Fate is always wonderful, when you think it's over, but you don't think it's a new beginning. Xu Zhen, you are destined to be unable to escape my rumors in this life. Feng Yantian read silently in his heart.
He picked up his phone, edited a message, sent it out, and turned it off.
Xu Zhen sat on the sofa to choose a school for his son, choosing and choosing, not knowing which school to study, and when he was hesitating, the mobile phone suddenly rang with a "ding dong".
She picked up her phone, swiped the screen, and the information center prompted a rumored message, and she clicked on it suspiciously:
"You must have suffered a lot over the years, you've worked hard."
"......" was stunned for a while, and Xu Zhen immediately dialed back and prompted that the phone had been turned off.
What is he...?
She frowned, threw her phone on the sofa, and didn't think about it anymore, the most important thing at the moment was to choose a school for her son.
I don't know how long it took, Xu Zhen rubbed his aching eyes and looked at his watch.
"Ugh"
It's already at this point, she quickly stood up and pulled Xu Yihan to clean up.
......
Qin Lan was wearing a blue slim shirt, leaning on the car door elegantly and handsomely, with his hands in his pockets, thinking that he would be able to take his beloved home later, that feeling was not very good, he only knew that the mood was excellent.
With the click of the building door, Xu Zhen led Xu Yihan out of it.
Qin Lan looked up at the door, her eyes were anxiously on Xu Zhen, and she couldn't move away anymore.
She wore a tight red dress and beautiful black hair that flowed down like a waterfall.
The fine eyebrows and clear eyes are outlined by her.
Delicate face, crystal like jade, slightly reddened pink cheeks, like shy flowers, coquettish like fire, with a beautiful nose, delicate cherry lips, tender skin like ice and snow, he has never seen such a charming and charming Xu Zhen, is this still his imagination?
It's amazing!
Qin Lan couldn't help but stepped forward to take Xu Zhan's hand and said: "Taste the peerless color, return to the posture of the city, get a good person in this life, this life is enough!"
Xu Zhen raised his eyes to look at him and said with a smile: "When did you become a scholar?" ”
"Because of you in my life, every day is like living in a sea of poetry." Qin Lan gently imprinted a kiss on Xu Zhen's forehead.
He squatted down, picked up Xu Yihan, took out one free hand, and pulled Xu Zhen towards the parking direction.
After Xu Zhan got into the car, Qin Lan motioned to the driver to drive, and the car quickly drove away from Lanshan Apartment.
About an hour and a half, the car arrived at the door of Qin Lan's house.
Qin Lan held Xu Zhan's hand tightly and patted it gently: "Don't be nervous, I'm here!"
"Yes!"
Xu Zhen nodded.
Qin Lan heartily helped Xu Zhen get out of the car, still holding Xu Yihan with one hand and holding Xu Zhen with the other, and slowly walked towards the door of the house.
The maid at the door saw Qin Lan coming over from a distance and greeted him, "Young Master, you are here." ”
Qin Lan nodded!
The servant hurried into the house and reported to his wife......