Boss, lend me a baby

She usually wears home clothes, and even has two babies hanging beside her. She is followed by the greedy eyes of perverts all day long.

If she puts on this dress again, he probably won't be able to kill all the perverts who covet her.

"I want this." She pouted unknowingly, put her arms around his arms, and rocked him coquettishly.

Compared to those flashy and expensive accessories, this skirt is so affordable.

As a result, she wanted this dress, but he refused to place the order.

So depressing!

He explained seriously: "This dress is not suitable for my wife's status. At least it must be a product designed by a world-class designer..."

"I wear it as a nightgown, do I need to be so particular?" she asked, blinking.

"Nightdress?" She opened up a new idea, and he immediately returned to that interface.

As for nightgown, this style is actually quite suitable...oh no, that is quite suitable.

It's much more exciting than those various uniforms.

"As for the nightgown, it's okay." He agreed to her pretending to be reluctant, but he placed the order quite neatly.

She leaned over to look at the details: "Tsk, it will take another month to arrive."

After waiting for so long, the day lily became cold.

After placing the order, his attention finally shifted: "Where is my aunt, is she back?"

"Auntie went to the hot spring." Tong Wanwan told him in confusion.

"What?" Shang Yunting was so shocked that he almost jumped up.

Tong Wanwan nodded again, indicating that what he heard was correct.

"Okay! It seems that my inspection of the branch will have to be postponed." Shang Yunting pondered for a few seconds and took the phone with one hand.

He was calling Xia Beicheng.

Tong Wanwan’s sharp eyes quickly pressed the speaker phone.

One of the reasons why she came here specifically was to know if Xia Beicheng was traveling with Shang Wanqiu.

Xia Beicheng immediately recognized Shang Yunting's voice and said politely, "Sorry, I'm on vacation today. I'm in the north of the city, not in the hospital. Is there something wrong with Mr. Shang?"

Shang Yunting said calmly: "It's okay, I just made an appointment with you. I want to go to the hospital to see my mother tomorrow morning."

"Okay, I will go to the hospital tomorrow morning and will arrange a doctor to wait for you in advance." Xia Beicheng said.

As soon as the phone was hung up, Tong Wanwan immediately rubbed against Shang Yunting: "Now you should believe me, just say that your aunt is with Dean Xia every day."

Shang Yunting lazily leaned back on his chair and pondered for a while, then suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed: "Xia Beicheng, Xia Beicheng!"

How brave he is, he actually wants to be his Shang Yunting's uncle!

As if thinking of something, he quickly picked up his phone and opened an APP.

Just glancing at the headlines, Shang Yunting snorted coldly: "Auntie is probably in love now."

Look, the fact that the two of them took a hot spring bath together made headlines, but it turned out that his nephew was still kept in the dark by them.

Tong Wanwan took his phone and stared blankly at the screen for a long time.

The man is talented and the woman is beautiful, a very well-matched couple.

Shang Wanqiu's limbs were stretched out and her expression was lazy, just like a woman in love.

"It seems that we are too sensitive." Tong Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief, "Your aunt is just passionately in love."

Shang Yunting stood tall and said: "Okay, in order to celebrate my aunt's love, we will get off work early today."

He picked up the bag with one hand, hugged the child into his arms with the other, and walked out carelessly.

Under the surprised eyes of the three special assistants, the two entered the elevator.

Thinking of the expectations of the three special assistants, Tong Wanwan asked: "About the inspection of the branch..."

"Since there is nothing wrong with my aunt, I will leave next Monday." Shang Yunting said, leaning over and kissing her forehead.

I haven’t set out yet, but I already miss you.

His soft and waxy woman seemed to be made of water. He really couldn't let go, not to mention it had been so long...

"Who are you taking with you?" Tong Wanwan put the special assistant's matter in her mind and raised her head to ask.

He rubbed her flowing long hair and told her: "Shangguan Miao, and Ouyang Zhu from the public relations department."

"Ouyang Zhu?" she asked curiously, "Why is he going too?"

"He is an eight-year veteran of Shangzhou. He is proficient in six languages ​​and is very useful."

"Yeah, that's okay." Tong Wanwan nodded with a smile.

It basically matches the needs of the special assistants. If she takes the time to tell her later, the special assistants should be very happy.

Back at Taiyang Bay, I saw Wei Ping'an pushing Mr. Shang towards the West Villa from a distance.

However, when Mr. Shang arrived at the West Villa, he did not go in to see the twins. Instead, he stayed on the road at the entrance of the courtyard.

It's like waiting for something, and like basking in the sunset.

Shang Yunting and Tong Wanwan glanced at each other and thought of the same thing.

Shang Yunting shook his head: "It seems that he also knows about hot spring bathing."

"Your grandpa is not very happy." Tong Wanwan whispered to him, "It seems that he does not welcome Xia Beicheng."

Shang Yunting snorted coldly: "He is already suffering from Alzheimer's disease. He doesn't like anyone except Ou Mingjing, the ruthless executioner."

Tong Wanwan chuckled when he heard the words.

If only Mrs. Shang really had dementia. I'm afraid if he's energetic but stubborn, that would be a disaster.

Sure enough, when the two got out of the car and returned to the West Villa, they were intercepted by Mrs. Shang.

"Call me Wan Qiu, call me immediately!" He ordered his grandson with a cold face.

Shang Yunting smiled slightly: "Since my mother passed away, my aunt has been working round the clock for seven years. Isn't it great that she finally lets go of everything and relaxes?"

"She can relax if she wants!" Mrs. Shang was very angry, "Why are you wearing such a pretty face..."

"Hey, grandpa, that's not a pretty boy, that's Xia Beicheng, the director of the first hospital of a tertiary hospital." Shang Yunting's thick eyebrows twisted into the word "Chuan".

Grandpa didn't say a few words before he revealed his nature of looking for trouble.

"That's a pretty boy too." Old Mrs. Shang was so angry that his white beard was about to rise to the sky.

Shang Yunting snorted coldly: "Since grandpa said that, he is helping my aunt to take a fancy to a man, right?"

Mr. Shang blurted out: "I have already chosen it for her."

Tong Wanwan couldn't help but be curious: "Who?"

To be honest, she really couldn't think of anyone else who could be better than Xia Beicheng.

"I don't need to tell you." Mr. Shang waved his hand at her unceremoniously, indicating that this matter had nothing to do with her and to stay away.

Tong Wanwan shrugged and was too lazy to argue with the old man. He just held Shang Yunting's arm secretly.

If nothing else happened, she could predict that the grandfather would immediately jump up in anger.

"No matter who you choose, it must be based on my aunt's own emotional needs." Shang Yunting refused to give in. "As long as my aunt is willing, I will help her hold the wedding tomorrow."

"How dare you!" Mr. Shang almost jumped out of his wheelchair when he heard this.

Shang Yunting smiled slightly: "Grandpa, do you think I dare?"

"You..." Mr. Shang was extremely angry, but he was careful not to add fuel to the fire in front of his grandson.

Shang Yunting breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, now you can tell me who you like to be my uncle."

He wanted to know if the man his grandfather liked was really better than Xia Beicheng.