Because he didn’t like it... so in the end all the envelopes and snacks were thrown away by him!
It is said that this made several girls in the class cry! The teacher even scolded him a few times for this, but he did not feel that what he did was wrong.
"Envelopes? Have you brought all those letters back?" The gossip on Ning Ziqi's face became even stronger!
What's in the envelope...is it a letter? Or is it the kind of confession?
Are all children today so precocious? Or have they watched too many TV series? Have they even learned this trick?
Although she felt a little speechless, she was still curious to see... what kind of love letters written by elementary school students looked like?
"No, I lost it." Ah Diu shook his head, there was no use keeping those things.
"..." Ning Ziqi stretched out her hand to hold her forehead. His move would hurt the hearts of many little girls...
Even Wen Chengqian and Mu Xue looked at Ah Diu with very surprised eyes!
"This brat is so promising!" Wen Chengqian exclaimed, "You can join the entertainment industry when you grow up! He has potential!"
But who would have expected... Ah Diu looked at Wen Chengqian with some disgust.
"I don't want to be a star. When I grow up, I want to inherit my father's group!" He said very firmly!
He doesn't want to enter the entertainment industry until he grows up. He wants to inherit his father's group!
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"Ha..." Beichen Shixi chuckled and glanced at Wen Chengqian with disdain, as if he was mocking him...
"..." The frustrated Wen Chengqian coughed and was speechless...
Well, I am the second generation of rich people... I don’t need to work hard, and I can have a ready-made group inheritance.
In this regard...Adiu is the same as Muxue...
Thinking about it, Wen Chengqian glanced at Muxue, with complicated emotions in his eyes.
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Beichen Shaoting and Atiu stayed in the hospital until dinner time before they agreed to go back.
Wen Chengqian and Muxue also left with them.
After playing cards for a long time, Ning Ziqi was in a good mood and had a good appetite. She drank a lot of soup today.
Greasy...
Looking at the extra flesh on her waist, Ning Ziqi could only sigh helplessly.
After the confinement period, she must... lose weight!
I don’t want to lose weight into some crazy figure, but I must regain the look I had a few years ago...
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In the evening, Ning Ziqi was bored and could only lean on the bed and watch TV.
Beichen Shixi was sitting on the chair next to him, reading information on his notebook and dealing with some group matters.
On the small bed next to the big bed, the baby was sleeping soundly for milk powder, and the room was filled with the smell of milk...
At this time, I suddenly heard the servant's voice coming from outside.
"Mr. Tang, Mrs. Tang, Mr. Ning..."
Ning Ziqi on the bed was stunned for a moment, then looked at Beichen Shixi.
Mr. Tang? Mr. Ning?
Could it be...that it's Sister Tang Zexueqing and Ning Guanghai?
Beichen Shixi also closed the computer and frowned slightly.
After a while... three people came in from outside.
Tang Ze was pushing a wheelchair, and An Xueqing was sitting in the wheelchair. Ning Guanghai was standing aside, holding a little boy in his arms.
Seeing them coming suddenly, Ning Ziqi was a little surprised, and then she was a little surprised.
The family went on a trip before the Chinese New Year, so they didn't see each other for a while.
"Zi Qi, you are so mean, you didn't tell us such a happy event as the birth of your daughter!" An Xueqing scolded her as soon as she came in!