A Good Girl and Her Protective Billionaire Husband

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"Then post a vocal certificate, a few hairs, and let him do a paternity test."

"Oh my sister, I'm going to talk to An Xue about marriage in the afternoon. How many hairs did you take in the United States?"

An Guo stopped talking.

Zeng Weiwei politely said: "Showing our little baby in front of him, is my son still not feeling it? The little guy puts it in front of him, and the idiot is dumbfounded. If he is dumbfounded, he will definitely investigate the child if he doubts it. Don’t worry, I can make arrangements. The little nephew will stay with him for at most an hour. After that, I will find the waiter and a manager of the wedding villa. I can take advantage of the chaos and immediately take our son. Take it back, you don’t have to go, just wait there. Throw a bomb, let’s take our son back, unconsciously!"

Anguo thought about it, making a dangerous move, afraid that Wen Jin would not let go of holding her son in his arms.

However, Zeng Weiwei was right. There was only one trick, something happened to the Wen family, and there was something wrong with An Xue.

Even if men and women are interested, children are an insurmountable gap!

Seeing her hesitating, Zeng Weiwei thought she must have moved a bit too, climbing her arms and shaking and adding fuel to the fire: "Guoguo, think about your mother, think about Tairen, and think about An Xue Wangjia. Those two disgusting women! Besides, Wen Jinhuai is also a skin-to-kin with you, your first man! An Xue married the man you slept with, can you swallow this breath?"

The brain is hot for a while, too.

An Guo was dizzy, was dragged by Zeng Weiwei to change his clothes, put on his son, and Xiaobu hugged him.

damned.

let's go.

Starting from mid-September, Wen Jinhuai has been very busy, participating in and helping Mocheng's wedding.

Regarding the matter of Mocheng, he habitually regards it as his own.

It's because Mocheng's wife is Shuang'er. It really pleases him. I remember the first time I met in the women's hospital many years ago, I was deeply conquered by Shuang'er's brain and personality.

It is also because Shuang'er is compared with Wen Ling, the only half-sister in the family, Shuang'er is the kind of cute sister he has always wanted in his heart.

Wen Ling was arrogant and domineering, and his mind was simple (stupid), and was led by An Xue around.

Wen Jinhuai just treated it as if he hadn't seen it, his heart was as pale as water, and everything was ignored.

He now cares about the Shen family butler's heart, and does the Shen family's affairs.

The day before the wedding, in the evening, he got off the operating table and rushed to the villa in Mocheng.

Mocheng said that the guests at the banquet, the 20 or so close friends will come to the villa to stay tonight.

He is responsible for registering and arranging rooms.

Mocheng is polite and generous. He arranges rooms and the servants at home arrange rooms for VIP guests. In the eyes of the guests, the hospitality attitude is very different.

Busy till eight o'clock, I missed the unified dinner time.

Wen Jinhuai raised his hand and pulled off the dark-striped tie. She was wearing a brown retro casual suit with a slim fit. When she walked around, she had a slightly different temperament from the tall and handsome man next to the villa.

It can be said that the rich and handsome gathered in the villa tonight.

Men with prominent net worth have black formal suits and white shirts.

He shuttles through the crowd, with a long body and a thin back. He is not as tall and energetic as Shen Mocheng, with strong muscles, so he is very gentle.

Several celebrities and female bosses who came alone looked at him for countless eyes.

Resting on the sofa in the large living room for a while, squeezed his eyebrows, and in the glass door of the dining room, Shuang'er waved at him.

Wen Jinhuai got up, buttoned the only button of the suit, and walked over with one hand in his pocket.

Shuang'er's five-month-old belly slightly lifted the watermelon-colored velvet sweater. The mothers of several children also like to braid a braid. The hair is long and heavy, and the bangs are messy, looking small.

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"Be pregnant with brother!" Gu Shuangshuang pulled the person over, "I asked my uncle, but you didn't eat. You have been so hard these days. There are good meals and good dishes in the kitchen. I will bring them to you and wait."

With that, he pushed people to the table and sat down.

Wen Jinhuai turned her head to see that she was talking to her classmates lively again, discussing about going upstairs to play mahjong later, smiling while walking to the kitchen.

The man's profile face under the light was as clear as water, slightly soft, and shook his head, still not giving a brief report to Mocheng.

Tomorrow's wedding, and tonight I will be trained. Shuang'er's small days are hard enough, but it's not a worry.

Wen Jinhuai occasionally understood the headaches of Mocheng.

...

I ate dinner slowly by myself, half past nine.

Most of the guests in the villa went to the two auxiliary buildings, where there were recreational and entertainment projects. Everyone was very gentle and courteous, and played in a harmonious manner.

Sister Wang, the servant, came over to collect the dishes, nodded and greeted with a gentle smile, and said a few words of praise. The dishes were made very well, which made the elderly happy.

He turned his eyes and swept away. In the large living room of the villa, only Shen Haoyu was sitting on the sofa.

The man was dressed casually, with tight features and smoking alone.

Wen Jinhuai also heard Shuang'er talk about Shen Haoyu and Chi Xi. He got up and said hello in the past.

The phone in the pocket of his trousers rang.

Mother called.

At home, his relationship with his parents is fine.

The older the father is, the more stubborn he is, like a child, but with his mother Lian Yunyu coaxing, the father and son have conflicts, and the mother can mediate from it, which is very useful.

In Wen Jinhuai's heart, her mother is a very beautiful and elegant woman.

Looking at Rourou, she is powerful.

He and his mother are not so much a mother-child relationship as friends.

Not often chatting, when chatting, the status is equal, the mother is good at listening, is the ideal type of wife who can be quiet and kinetic, manage the affairs of the home, can be generous and gentle.

This is also the reason why my father divorced confusedly and married Wen Ling's mother, but finally regretted that he did not leave and pursued his mother for more than two years before remarrying.

In Wen Jinhuai's growth, he was influenced by his mother and family's medical practice. He was temperamental, very bookish, and a little bit indifferent. He was different from the family-owned dudes of the prominent family in City A.

He thinks that this kind of self is good.

It does not prevent you from making friends like Mo Chengzhang Ke Yichen to hurt your friends.

Thoughts and thoughts were wispy, opening the side door of the villa, and the October night was enveloped by the white jade street lamp of the villa and the vast layer of mist.

The floor lamp shone on the green grass, emitting a faint light.

Wen Jinhuai called out his mother.

Lian Yunyu's voice came over softly: "Son, won't you go home tonight?"

"Well, tomorrow morning the best man team will be in place at six o'clock, and I have something to talk with Mocheng later, mom, why haven't you rested?"

"Isn't your dad urging me to take the time to call you," Lian Yunyu paused for a while, Wen Jinhuai rustled the old man over there.

Mother groaned straight.

The old couple pushed and shoved.