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"Oh, friends value sex over friends. I came back because I didn't want to be a light bulb." Song Yan replied casually, and was amused by his own words after saying it.

She imagined the scene of Sun Fushang acting like a baby in Song Yan's arms, that kind of scene shouldn't be too beautiful and exciting!Thinking about it, she couldn't help laughing.

"What's so funny?" Chen Jingbo looked at her in surprise and asked.

Only then did Song Yan come back to his senses, waved his hands and said, "It's okay, it's okay..."

She handed Su Bank's clearing bill to him: "This is when Mr. Su sent us back, Haohao vomited his car dirty, and you should send the money to him as soon as possible for the subsequent clearing bill. "

Chen Jingbo took it over and looked at it, frowning: "Why did you take Su Xing's car?"

"Haohao came out of the hospital with a fever and we couldn't get a taxi. He happened to pass by and offered a favor."

"Such a coincidence?" Chen Jingbo was suspicious.

"Of course it's a coincidence, otherwise what is it?" Song Yan asked with a half-smile.

Seeing that she seemed a little displeased, Chen Jingbo waved his hand: "Oh, it's nothing, just asking casually."

After eating and eating some fruit, Song Yan's phone rang, and it was Sun Fushang's voice who answered: "I've cleaned your lunch box, can I bring it to you?"

"No, I'll get it myself." Song Yan said quickly.

"Then why not, how about this, you come down for a walk, we wait near the children's amusement park in the community, I will take the box down for you." Sun Fushang suggested.

Thinking that Haohao must be suffocated because she has a fever and hasn't gone out for the past two days, Song Yan thinks this proposal is good, it can not only exercise her body, but also take the children to play for a while.

"Okay, then see you around there." She replied loudly.

After hanging up the phone, she frantically changed Haohao into a clean dress. The previous one had some juice on it when he ate fruit.

"Why are you going?" Chen Jingbo came over and asked.

"Oh, I'll take Haohao down for a walk, it's like a walk." Song Yan replied lightly.

Chen Jingbo said "Oh" and didn't say anything, Song Yan went out with Haohao in his arms.

When she arrived at the children's play area, she saw that Sun Fushang was already waiting there, holding a big bag in his hand, which contained a bunch of lunch boxes bulging.

Beside him stood the tall and straight Su Xing, with a frozen face, as if he had been impatiently waiting.

She immediately hugged Haohao and walked over to say hello to Sun Fushang: "Have you been waiting for a long time? Sorry, it's a little late to change the child's clothes."

"Anyway, it's for digestion. It's okay after a while." Sun Fushang gave her the bag, and she took it with her hand.

Seeing Su Xing, Haohao in his arms immediately stretched out his arms and turned his body towards him, calling out: "Daddy, hug!"

The corner of Song Yan's mouth twitched, and he quickly corrected: "It's uncle, not father."

Haohao just ignored her, and struggled twice in her arms. Song Yan couldn't hold him anymore, so he had to put him down. He walked to Su Xing's side with short legs, without hesitation. She hugged his thigh and looked up at him: "Daddy, hug!"

Song Yan is embarrassed, this baby still wants to hug her thigh!
Sun Fu Shangguai shouted: "Ah, Su Xing, shouldn't the title 'Baby Killer' be mine? How can you grab my title!"

Su Xing gave him an idiot look, but didn't speak.

"Dad, Dad!" Hao Hao was still shouting, looking at Su Xing eagerly.

"I said, such a cute little baby, you don't know how to feel bad! He hugged your thigh like that and begged for a hug, can't you pick him up!" Sun Fushang couldn't stand it any longer.

Only then did Su Xing lean down, and with a flick of his arm, he hugged the little man in his arms.Not to mention how happy Haohao was, he showed a bright and ingratiating smile to Su Xing, which made Song Yan, a mother, almost jealous.

It's simply unfair that that cold-faced guy won Haohao's favor without doing anything!
Under Haohao's enthusiasm, the ten-thousand-year-old ice on Su Xing's face melted a little, and he rubbed Haohao's little head with his hands. Haohao laughed happily and put his little face on the Rubbing against his neck.

"Tsk tsk tsk! This kind of scene makes people jealous. How did you say that Su Xing's cold face that has been around for thousands of years made Haohao like it?" Sun Fushang tsk tsk, smiled and said to Song Yan, "Your family Haohao's aesthetics are really different!"

Song Yan had a very serious expression: "Well, I also think there is something wrong with Haohao's aesthetics."

Sun Fushang laughed out loud.

Over there, the baby had a good time with his "dad", messing up "dad's" hairstyle, and here, Sun Fushang laughed so handsomely that his facial features were deformed, and finally he clutched his stomach and said, "No, I really want to pee laughing." The scene is not ordinary joy.

When Su Xing's aloof appearance was destroyed by his hairstyle, Song Yan stopped and "peeled" Haohao out of his arms: "Okay, Haohao, we should go back Home, say goodbye to uncle."

Hao Hao turned around and smiled brightly at Song Yan: "Mom, Dad."

"It's uncle, not father." Song Yan seriously corrected.

Haohao finally listened to his words this time, frowned as if expressing dissatisfaction with her words, and repeated stubbornly: "Father!"

Song Yan was speechless, and didn't bother to correct him anymore, so he said "goodbye" to Sun Fushang, hugged him and left with the lunch bag in his arms.

When she walked downstairs, just as she was about to swipe the access control card, a figure suddenly enveloped her from behind.

She was startled, turned around quickly, and saw Chen Jingbo standing behind her.

His brows were tightly furrowed, and his face was very cold, as if he was angry.

"Mr. Chen—"

"Call me Jing Bo!" He interrupted her in a deep voice, and took a step forward.

Probably his angry aura made Haohao feel it, he shrank into Song Yan's arms with a frightened expression, his small mouth curled down, ready to cry at any time.

Song Yan quickly put his arms around Haohao's head, and buried his little face in his arms.

"Mr. Chen, do you have anything to say after I send Haohao back, okay?" Song Yan looked up at him and said coldly.

He took out his mobile phone and dialed: "Go downstairs and pick up the child." Then he hung up.

One minute later, Lin Xuehui hurried downstairs. She glanced timidly at Chen Jingbo, then at Song Yan, stretched out her hand and said to Haohao, "Haohao, come, go upstairs with Auntie."

Who knew that Haohao hugged Song Yan's neck and kept shouting, "Mom, mom!" He didn't let go of his grip.

"Shut up!" Chen Jingbo suddenly growled.

Everyone was taken aback and looked at him in horror. After being yelled at like this, Haohao finally couldn't help crying.

Chen Jingbo took a step forward, hugged Haohao forcefully and pulled him out of Song Yan's arms. While pulling him back, he said, "It's so fun to call someone else's father! I don't know if it's my son!"

Haohao burst into tears, and was forced into Lin Xuehui's hands by Chen Jingbo, shouting heartbreakingly: "Mom, mother!" and stretched out his hand to Song Yan.

Lin Xuehui was in a bit of a dilemma. She didn't know whether to force Haohao to go upstairs in this situation.

"What are you still doing in a daze, why don't you take him upstairs!" Chen Jingbo shouted at her.

Lin Xuehui's body trembled, and she hurriedly hugged Haohao, turned around and went upstairs.

Hearing the child's heart-piercing cries, Song Yan felt that his heart was being pinched, and couldn't help but wanted to chase after him. After taking a step, he was blocked by Chen Jingbo's figure.