The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

Pushing the door open, Sheng Yize's only thought was: Is he capable of tearing Qi Yanxi?

Qi Yanxi's head was wrapped in a thick sofa, and she was still not honest. She dragged An Xia Xia's hand: "It hurts ... it hurts ... it's about to die ..."

An Xiaxia was shocked that he still had so much energy after his serious injury, "That ... you let go of me ..."

"Don't let it go!" Qi Yanxi was distraught, "Master doesn't let go! If you let it go, you run away with Sheng Yeze's wild man!"

"Uh, don't talk about him like that." An Xiaxia said in a tangle, Qi Yanxi saw him protecting Sheng Yize and started again: "Oh, it hurts the baby! The baby's fragile heart is hurt ~"

"Qi Yanxi, don't make trouble ..." An Xiaxia pressed him back to the bed with a headache, Qi Yanxi rushed to the snake to stick on her mouth, and muttered: "The baby is in pain. Do you need a love, so that you can recover!"

Watching Qi Yanxi selling cuteness, An Xia Xia was unsuitable, and a grieving voice suddenly sounded behind her: "I want to do it, I'll give it to you."

An Xia Xia turned around, and saw Sheng Yize stepping forward, smiling with a frown: "Where is it? Face, or mouth?"

He deliberately prolonged his tone, making Qi Yanxi's pale face paler!

"Don't do it! Grandpa doesn't engage in foundation! Hey, aren't you in Yecheng? Why are you here?" Qi Yanxi shouted.

"Because you're here, Xiaohuahua." Sheng Yize continued to laugh, and vomited Qi Yanxi lying prone on the bedside.

"Please let go ..." He surrendered with a white flag.

Sheng Yize raised An Xia Xia: "Leave, don't disturb the patient to rest."

"He's vomiting ..."

"The vomit is disgusting, don't look at it, it will have a pin-eye." Sheng Yize flickered away.

Qi Yanxi on the bed rolled her eyes with anger.

You, Sheng Yize, you are cruel! Ye Gan worships the wind!

-

Sheng Yize led An Xia Xia back to the ward to sleep.

Mr. Song came once during this period and said he would investigate the matter thoroughly.

An Xia Xia laughed with a self-deprecating laugh: "Don't check it anymore ... lest you should take me to apologize."

At first glance, Song Qing did this! That driver was Mr. Song's confidant for many years. How could anyone else buy it?

Mr. Song was embarrassed. In fact, he also guessed that most of it was Song Qing's late moves.

But after all, Song Qingwan is also his child ...

"I'll make up for you a lot." He repeatedly emphasized this sentence.

An Xia Xia dismissed.

Mr Song went out of the ward in frustration, looking at the colorful neon lights, his heart was sad.

He didn't have many days to live, so he wanted to recognize An Xia Xia back to the Song family.

Let her be the most noble little princess in the world, worry-free, which is the only thing he can do.

As for Song Qingwan, it's time for him to strike hard.

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A week later.

Qi Yanxi soon raised a live dragon and tiger, let alone An Xia Xia, eaten and slept every day, and she actually lost a few pounds.

On this day, Sheng Yize took her to shopping after work.

"Do men like shopping?" Anxiaxia was stunned.

"No, I'll buy you clothes. Mr. Song will give you a banquet three days later and announce to everyone in Yucheng that you are his daughter." Sheng Yize picked a few skirts, and Anxia Xialian refused: "Too too much!"

Sheng Yize glanced at her and said to the shopping guide lady: "Apart from these, everything else is needed."

"You you ... you're crazy!"

"I like to buy you something." The absurdity of a certain belly.