The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

"Ugly and ugly is not suitable for girls ..." He Jiayu thoughtfully worded, and said euphemistically, "If you can't afford a closer pronunciation, call it Chuchu?"

Su Xiaomo hesitated for a long time before agreeing.

Anxiaxia believed it, and she felt her chin and thought, "What's my baby's name?"

"Two dogs and Cuihua! More earthly, I think your husband will definitely like it!"

"... I think he would break my leg."

"That wouldn't be so, but ... it's very likely that you won't be able to get out of bed for half a month." Su Xiaomo smiled narrowly, and Anxiaxia blushed.

Su Xiaomo made a grimace at her, the little Chu Chu in her arms was full, and she slept sleepily in her arms.

An Xiaxia was envious again: "So cute ... I like it ..."

"If you are a daughter, we will let them be girlfriends! If you are a son, we will order a doll for them!" Su Xiaomo's cheerful proposal.

"But what if they are both sons?" An Xia Xia was a little worried.

"Hey, two men and one woman, I like it!"

"..."

The two talked hot | He Jiayu walked in with the soup, and they forgot about the existence of An Xia Xia.

Anxiaxia didn't want to make a light bulb, so she left the ward.

Sheng Yize stood in front of the window, turning the cigarette in his hand, expressionless, but frowning tightly.

Anxiaxia stomped and rubbed his brows: "Don't frown, there will be wrinkles."

Sheng Yize grabbed her little hand and smiled at her: "After reading the baby?"

"Huh!" An Xia Xia nodded, gesturing with excitement, "Soft, cute, just a little bit bigger ... especially cute ..."

Sheng Yize looked at her happy, but his heart was bitter.

He and she knew very well that their children would never have been born so smoothly.

It's even possible ... that I have no breathing at birth, or have to inject medicine, put it in a nutrition box, and live a hard life ...

The more I think about it, the more I feel uncomfortable. Anxiaxia seems to feel it. She pulls his hand and smiles sweetly: "You can smoke if you want to smoke.

Sheng Yize touched her head: "It's all right, I won't smoke."

He threw the cigarette into the trash can and remained silent for a while, but still told Anxiaxia the news he received.

"Qi Yanxi and Mu Li are divorced."

"what?"

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domestic.

Mu Li's stubborn refusal to sign a divorce agreement. The lawyer sent by Qi Yanxi was gentle and said with a smile, "Is Miss Mu dissatisfied with the property distribution?"

Mu Li's eyes flushed, and Qi Yanxi treated her well. She divided her property into several places, and her stock was not recovered.

"I want to see him ..." Mu Li begged his lawyer for a bite.

The lawyer was unmoved and only said: "When will Miss Mu think about it, you can contact me."

Mu Li's eyes rolled around. "Mr. Lu, can I use your mobile phone?"

The lawyer shuddered, and soon the gentleman passed his cell phone.

Mu Li dialed the familiar number, and soon the call was connected.

A bitter heart, it turned out that he just didn't answer her phone.

"What's the matter?" Qi Yanxi's low voice came through the earpiece.

Mu Li threw out his last hole card: "Yan Hee ... do you remember the bar that year?"

Qi Yanxi's breathing quickly increased: "What do you mean?"