Billionaire's Favorite: The President's Handy Little Sweet Wife

He smiled in satisfaction, looked back at the purse she was holding in her hand, turned his mind, and guessed: "You gave this to Qin Shu, do you have other plans besides thanking her?"

Hearing this, An Ruoqing raised her head, although she didn't say anything, there was a look of astonishment on her face that "you guessed it all".

Xin Sheng smiled deeper, and said: "At least we have been husband and wife for so many years, I still know what you think."

"Oh? Then guess what I'm going to do?" An Ruoqing said with a smile.

Her smile was like the warm sunshine at the beginning of the snow, which dazzled Xin Cheng's eyes.

How long has it been since I saw such a beautiful smile on Ruoqing?

The corner of his lips twitched, and he guessed following her words, "This purse was originally left by you to our biological daughter, so it naturally has extraordinary meaning..."

The Xin family is preparing for tomorrow's thank-you banquet.

This side of the hotel.

Qin Shu and Mrs. Chu were not idle either.

Song Jinrong was thinking of going to Xin's house for dinner tomorrow, so she just happened to say goodbye to them, so naturally she couldn't go empty-handed.

While it was still early in the evening, she discussed with Qin Shu to go out together, and planned to buy some gifts to take to Xin's house tomorrow.

Qin Shu happened to have something he wanted to buy, so he happily went out with Song Jinrong.

Weiwei naturally wants to go with them.

Qin Shu walked along the most prosperous commercial street in Kyoto with the old and the young.

The frequent gazes from around made the three of them stop at the same time, and sighed tacitly.

"Mommy, I don't think they are looking at me." Weiwei pulled Qin Shu's fingers and tiptoed to her.

The cute and handsome little guy will be greeted with attention every time he goes out, so this time he deliberately wore a black peaked cap and mask to wrap himself tightly and keep a low profile.

Qin Shu looked at his son's attire and nodded in approval of his words.

Song Jinrong, who was beside him, looked at Qin Shu's face, and said in thought, "Could it be that he was looking at you? You have made such a big fuss with the National Hospital, I'm afraid everyone in the capital circle knows you."

Qin Shu shook his head, "Beijing is no better than Haicheng, I think the people here should not be so gossip?"

After finishing speaking, she raised her hand without looking back, pointed behind her, and said helplessly, "I think those people should be looking at them."

Song Jinrong and Weiwei turned around at the same time.

I saw three tall men following behind them, keeping a distance of several meters, with a cautious look on their faces.

Qin Shu also looked back at the three of them.

They were the bodyguards that Chu Linchen specially sent to Kyoto to protect her.

It's just that they don't look like bodyguards, but rather bad guys with evil intentions.

"Mum, I think you're right." Wei Wei nodded seriously.

Qin Shu thought for a while, walked up to the three of them, said with a serious expression, "You three don't follow us anymore, there are so many people here, nothing will happen."

The three of them looked at each other, but under Qin Shu's persistent gaze, they finally had to back away.

Only then did Qin Shu hold Weiwei's hand and said to Song Jinrong, "Grandma, let's go."