2049: C2049 Brother Zhan You Are Not like You at All

C2049 Brother Zhan You Are Not like You at All

The baby's round eyes were very bright, staring at the baby's little face and said, "Dad, little brother is so cute."

The baby seemed to understand the praise and suddenly laughed.

Seeing this, Beiming Yue smiled and said, " En, it's very cute. It loves to laugh so much. Brother Zhan is not like you at all."

Shaang Sizhan lowered his eyes and looked at his son. His lips parted slightly." Don't smile at him. "

The little darling seemed to understand it again. His smile really disappeared.

Feng Qingyan was slightly surprised. "He can understand?"

Beiming Yue,... "It's just a coincidence, how can he keep smiling."

At this moment, Shaang Sizhan's phone suddenly rang.

It was Old Master Shaang.

After a pause, he picked up the phone and answered, "Grandfather."

"Sizhan, you have been to Ninth Continent for a long time. When are you coming back?" Old Master Shaang asked.

After thinking for a while, Shaang Sizhan said, "It will probably take some time."

After a few seconds of silence, Old Master Shaang suddenly asked, "Is Qian alright? The child... Is she alright?"

"All very well."

"That's good, that's good." At this moment, Old Master Shaang was like an old man who cared about his children. He continued, "If you can come back early, then come back early. Grandfather wants to see you all."

Shaang Sizhan's fingers, which were holding the phone, tightened slightly. "Okay, I will go back as soon as possible."

"Okay, then I will wait for you guys to come back."

At the old house of the shop.

Shaang Yujin slightly frowned and asked, "Second Uncle, Shi Qian really gave birth?"

"That's right, my great-grandson was born." Old Master Shaang said seriously, "Qian, as Hostess of Shaang family, this will not change the fact. In the future, no one is allowed to have any disrespect towards her. Otherwise, bear the consequences yourself!"

Shaang Yujin tried hard to pull a smile, "Yes, I know."

After a pause, she said again, "But why did Sizhan and Qian not come back early? Having a child is such a big matter, so they should have come home."

Old Master Shaang pursed his lips and did not say anything.

He already knew Shi Qian's identity and that she was from the number one ancient martial family in the Ninth Continent.

He also knew why Shaang Sizhan and Shi Qian didn't come back.

That place might be more like home to them, and the people there were more like family.

Old Master Shaang cast a sidelong glance at Shaang Yujin. "Alright, you can go back. I need to go and rest."

"Okay, you can rest."

It was night in A Country.

After Shaang Yujin got the news of Shi Qian giving birth, she immediately went to the old house to ask the old man.

After getting a definite answer, her heart immediately sank.2

She did not expect Shi Qian to actually give birth in Ninth Continent, and the old man also confirmed her identity as the mistress.

This time, it would be even harder for her to get down from that position.

Shaang Yujin returned to the car and looked at her daughter who was holding the phone. Suddenly, she sighed softly.

Chiang Qianqian looked up at her, "Mom, why are you sighing?"

Shaang Yujin said unhappily, "That woman actually gave birth to a son. Can I be happy?"

"Shi Qian gave birth to a son!" Chiang Qianqian subconsciously raised the corners of her lips, "Then are they coming back soon?"

Seeing that she seemed to be quite happy, Shaang Yujin frowned and said, "What is it? You are still happy that they are coming back!"

"Of course!" After a pause, Chiang Qianqian said again," Mom, don't make things difficult for Shi Qian. I feel that it is quite good for her to be Hostess of Shaang family. Why do you keep asking for trouble! "

Shaang Yujin coldly snorted and did not speak anymore.

Chiang Qianqian also did not say anything else and turned to look at the crowded and brightly lit night scene outside the window.

The car drove at a constant speed on the road. When it passed by a club, Chiang Qianqian saw a familiar figure.

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