After wearing it for five years, he was favored by the boss

Chapter 813 She Has an Unpleasant Smell

It's been a long, long time since Mrs. Sheng held a baby, and the last time she held a baby was Sheng Huanhuan.

It's already 18.

She stretched out her hands, fingers trembling slightly.

I couldn't hide my excitement.

After the old lady took her away, Zhao Chumian became nervous all over. The old lady probably wouldn't go crazy and throw children or something.

She is always ready to pick up the baby with both hands.

"Wow……"

"Ah..."

"Yeah..."

The baby didn't even open his eyes, and suddenly cried.

She cried so hard that her little face turned red in an instant.

"She's crying..." Mrs. Sheng looked at Zhao Chumian helplessly.

Distressed to death.

"Is she hungry?"

Zhao Chumian quickly took it, "Good boy...don't cry."

The baby leaning in her arms pursed her mouth, and her little hands dangled in the air.

Mrs. Sheng remembered that she was rejected when she saw the baby before. Did she get rejected again today?
But she is so young, how is it possible?
Zhao Chumian was fine when hugged?
Does she smell bad?

Old Madam Sheng sniffed her arm unconfidently.

Zhao Chumian caught a glimpse of her movements from the corner of her eye. What's the matter with this old lady?
The baby was crying softly, whimpering.

The old lady felt pain in her heart, "Aren't you going to feed her?"

"She just ate it not long ago." Zhao Chumian sat down with the baby in her arms, "It seems that I can only go here today."

The old lady saw it and hugged it too.

She didn't break her promise either.

She is usually very good, but today she is crying.

She also finds it strange.

"She may be hungry again. A child's stomach is very small, and milk is as easy to digest as water..." Mrs. Sheng watched her wipe the baby's tears, "Good baby, don't cry... Mommy will feed you .”

Zhao Chumian: "..."

This is on the deck of the tea restaurant.

She would never breastfeed in public like this.

"Old lady, you are right, maybe she is hungry, I will go back to the company to feed her right away." Zhao Chumian got up.

"Going back to the company? Here..." The old lady turned her eyes around, "Okay, okay!"

Although there are few people in the tea restaurant at the moment, there are still customers.

Old lady Sheng pushed the stroller even faster than Secretary Zhang, "I'll see you off."

Zhao Chumian: "..."

Baby, you are so charming!

It can make such an arrogant and domineering old lady bow for it.

Very nice.

On the way, the baby stopped crying and opened his moist eyes to look around.

Old Madam Sheng stared at it happily, her eyes really looked like Xi Fang.

When he arrived at the entrance of the company, Zhao Chumian went in without stopping, holding the baby in his arms.

The baby carriage in her hand was also pushed away by Secretary Zhang.

The old lady stood at the door and watched for two or three minutes before leaving reluctantly.

Zhao Chumian is looking for Xi Fang's father, what is the important matter?
Back in the car, she took out her phone.

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Zhao Chumian returned to the office with the baby in her arms, and the little guy stopped crying and making trouble.

"Why did you cry just now?" She lowered her head and teased the baby, "Don't you like that old lady? Mommy doesn't like it either."

But she was so damn concerned that Yan Xizi said that Sheng Xifang was a murderer yesterday.

Yan Fanzhou also said.

I don't know how many rich young masters in Shangjiang City call him that behind their backs.

He doesn't care about his own affairs at all.

Let him investigate.

There was also no result.

She could only go to meet the client in person. Father Sheng was young and vigorous at that time, so he should remember it better than that child Sheng Xifang.

"Yeah..."

"ah……"

"We are doing this for Dad. The next time you hug you, you can bear it for a minute before crying, half a minute is fine, Mommy will take you away right away..." Zhao Chumian happily poked the baby's small face, "sleep, sleep..."

Asleep she can leave.

(End of this chapter)