Yin Siqi can write games to support himself, and Yin Yijie respects his son too much...
And Tan Tianyi all the karts they sent were driven back. The old county town wanted to set up a small stadium for Yin Siqi immediately, saying that the four young men can play in the future, so just do it in advance. Isn’t that money?
Four young men, Yin Siqi, and Zheng Zhengwen, Zhang Liaoyi, my nephew, four.
Prince Yin Siqi, I still have a lot of time not here for me this year, and I have spent more than 20 million.[
If two more princes are added, my family will be poor.
However, the standard of raising my nephew must not be lower...
The only thing to be thankful is that my nephew may not have grown up in my family.
But we can’t let Yu family raise it for nothing. If we don’t grow up with us, can we save money?
Therefore, it is easy to have children, but it is really hard to raise children.
Fortunately, our business is still smooth now and there is nothing to raise.
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When I got home, the first person to fly out was Yin Siqi.
It seems that the simple version of the game he wrote has been released, so I'm anxious to report it to me.
"Mom, the baby misses the mother very much. Does mom miss the baby?
Can mother take her baby with her next business trip?
Missing is really awesome, mom... the baby is almost gray in his temples..."
Yin Siqi pounced on my arms, kissing and rubbing while saying.
However, this line means this? The four and a half years old child said that his temples were gray...
I hugged Yin Siqi and turned to look at Yin Yijie. His son's IQ seemed to have increased again.
Yin Yijie looked at his son depressedly, with a little resentful look on his eyes, because his son didn't even say anything to him, and he was so tired of me. It seemed that he hadn't seen him for ten or eight years, and longing was flooded with disasters.
Uh, I said, "Baby, who taught you this? What does it mean to be gray in your temples?"
Yin Siqi held up, and her dark gray eyes watched me spinning.
"Pooh..." I kissed me again on the face and said softly:[
"It's just that the baby is waiting like grandpa, with gray hair on his temples, it's so hard to bear... Mom, the baby misses his mother, mom..."
Yin Siqi's tone was still filled with the coldness of Yin's uniqueness, but her little body was in my arms again, just like I hadn't seen him for some time...
When I came back from the United States, I was said to have turned the old county town upside down and I must come to me.