"Bang" Fu Zhimei's office door was opened vigorously. Two old people rushed in with a roar. Then Zhenjie looked at the people on her desk with an apologetic face and apologized repeatedly. "Sorry, Mr. Fu, the chairman has to come in, I, I..."

Suddenly, Zhenjie saw something incredible, screaming all over her body.

"Ah."

Then cover his mouth, stare at him wide-eyed.

Fu Zhiyu and I were stunned when they came in, and their expressions and movements were too late to clean up. I still stood beside Fu Zhiyu and touched his hair. He sat around my waist and leaned his head against my stomach to listen to the baby's...