Outright Favoritism Chapter 908: : I’m sorry for not having a son.

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Nan Yu flashed his eyes, ‘ah’, "He accidentally said that he missed his mouth."

Actually, she went to Li's house to find Li San after finishing her work this morning.

I touched his bedroom in a familiar way, but he didn't know how to push the door.

Later she found Li San, who had just woken up, in the guest room. After several questions, she knew the whole story.

Nan Yu almost thought that the dignified border boss was a man and a princess.

At this moment, Li Qiao smiled with her lips bent, and didn't ask much. She opened the gift box and looked down, and she was silent with her forehead.

Nan Yu leaned over with a smile, "How about it, do you like it?"

Li Qiao poked the golden rattle inside. The workmanship is not particularly elegant, and the style is very simple, but it can't bear it is solid.

Nan Yu touched the rattle, "Time is too tight, I will let the master of the gold shop do it temporarily, don't dislike it. When our son grows up, I will buy him a big one."

Li Qiao tentatively picked up the rattle, and the two small bells made a crisp ding-dong sound.

With this weight of rattle, it is estimated that the little cub will not be able to pick it up before a year old.

To say less, there are also two hundred grams.

"Thanks." Li Qiao put the rattle back into the gift box and raised her eyelids. "Who told you that it was a son?"

Nan Yu raised his eyebrows and raised his chin towards the smoking area pretentiously, "It's just a matter of talking? Just the physique of your family's Yan Ye, can you be worthy of not having a son?"

Li Qiao: "..."

Shang Yu, the person involved, doesn’t think so...

……

About twenty minutes later, Shi Luo came.

Not only myself, but also a nice little milk dog beside him.

Li Qiao has seen it, it seems to be her driver.

Silo wears knee-length fur and a pair of short boots under her feet, which outlines the slender legs.

She stood in the hall and looked around, saw Li Qiao, and walked slowly with her milk dog, "I'm not late, am I?"

Li Qiaowei shook her head, and then introduced: "Nanyu, Xi Luo."

Nan Yu and Siluo nodded to each other, because they were unfamiliar, they both had a clear sense of distance.

In a blink of an eye, there is another person in the private banquet hall.

Zong Zhan, Yin Mo and Jin Rong entered the house one after another.

Siluo caught a glimpse of Zong Zhan and sneered silently. Without opening her face, she picked up a fork and forked a piece of cake to the little milk dog's mouth, "Open your mouth."

The milk dog twisted his eyebrows in disgust, "Sister..."

"What do you call me?" Silo glanced at him with a warning, and the milk dog immediately changed his name, "Boss, can I not eat?"

Siluo didn't care about the three or seventy-one, she noticed Zong Zhan's sight, and quickly pinched the milk dog's cheek and stuffed the cake into his mouth.

The manner is very rough, but the tone is extraordinarily gentle, "Be good, eat more."

Milk dog: "..."

There is a fine-seated sister-in-law who is so **** damned.

On the other side, Yin Mo wears a mask on her face, a piece of ordinary black cotton clothes and jeans, with broken hair hanging from her forehead, which is a little different from her usual capable image and is obviously disguised.

Under the guidance of Jin Rong, she walked slowly to Li Qiao's side. The moment she took off her mask, Nan Yu exclaimed, "Yin Er?"

Yin Mo's expression was filled with a bright smile, "Sister Yu..."

"Come here, let me take a closer look."

Nan Yu's expression of surprise was mixed with excitement, thinking that they had also been born and died together back then.

If Yin Mo had not left the border, the title of Border Fire Rose would never be her turn.

At the same time, Jin Rong has walked towards the smoking area for himself, while Zong Zhan is half a step behind, looking at Xi Luo and the little milk dog with complicated eyes.

She really did what she said.

He returned her passport to Silo in Myanmar that day. He thought it was a means of her to retreat. He never thought that she really disappeared into his world.

Zong Zhan looked at Shi Luo deeply, turned his head and followed Jin Rong's pace.

After a while, the little milk dog went to the bathroom with an excuse.

Li Qiao glanced at her back, supported her chin and looked to the other side, "Boyfriend?"

Siluo chuckled lightly, confidently, "Mennie."

"Brought here on purpose?" Li Qiao tried to figure out the intention of attending Luo for a while, and her eyes were full of joking.

Seeing this, Silo dropped the small fork in her hand, leaned on the back of the chair and wrapped her hands around her chest, "Of course, my nephew and bodyguard, defend yourself."

She can't reason with the dog. The last time she was kissed by Zong Zhan in the car is still fresh in her memory.

Siluo couldn't beat him, so she simply... took her nephew over to join him. As for other careful thoughts, Silo was too lazy to explain.

Almost everyone arrived, and Li San greeted the waiter and started serving dishes.

In the center of the banquet hall is a banquet table large enough to hold twenty people.

If there are outsiders present, you will be surprised by the specifications of this ordinary party.

The man is handsome and the woman is slender and soft.

Furthermore, any one of them is pulled out, they are all the giants who dominate the side.

Everyone took their seats one by one, Shang Yu and Li Qiao were at the top, and Yin Mo was arranged next to Li Qiao.

Li San looked at the time, raised his eyes and looked around only to find that there are missing people, "Hey..."

Before speaking, the heavy wooden doors of the private banquet hall were opened.

Everyone followed the sound and saw He Chen walked in lazily with one hand in his pocket in a dark blue trench coat.

Unexpectedly, he was also followed by a pretty girl who was not very old, but she had a lot of charm.

"Am I late?"

He Chen raised his eyebrows frivolously as he walked, while the female companion beside him held his arm intimately, facing the table full of handsome men and beauties, behaving very calmly, without showing any timidity.

Li San and He Chen are not familiar, but they have heard of each other's deeds.

"It's not too late, the time is just right." He stood up to greet him, the two shook hands, and his eyes fell on the female partner: "This is a female..." Friend.

He Chen didn't answer, but raised his hand and patted Li San on the shoulder, and then walked to the empty seat with his female companion.

He doesn't seem to be ready to introduce more, and the female companion is also cleverly calling out, "Yan Ye, Rong Ye, San Ye..."

Oh, it turned out to be an acquaintance.

It's probably not the first time that a female partner can call out several people's names calmly.

The atmosphere at the table is a bit subtle.

Yin Mo's eyes deliberately avoided He Chen, trying to avoid the interaction between him and his female partner as much as possible.

He left at night that night, and she knew he would never come again.

That's fine.

Yin Mo's character is warm, and her forbearance in the Childman family made her not good at expressing her thoughts.

Perhaps, only she knows that the tightly curled fingertips under the table stabbed the flesh of her palm.

In just a few seconds, the back of Yin Mo's hand heated up.

She regained her senses and cast a quiet glance down. It was Li Qiao who was holding her hand.

Yin Mo held a smile at the corner of her mouth, spread her five fingers and grabbed her palm.

From beginning to end, Li Qiao didn't look at her, in case she was noticed.