Chapter 572: Forming a Football Team

The figures of Fu Jingyun and the little girl have gradually disappeared from sight.

At the door, Xiaobao still reluctantly poked his head to look around, looking like he was soaked in pain.

"Okay, everyone has gone away. If you look again, you can see the hole. You like this little girl so much."

Jin Fengyao put down his chopsticks and walked over, touched Xiaobao's head and said with a funny smile.

Xiaobao turned his head and pouted, the reluctance in his eyes was exactly the same as that of Jin's father and Jin's mother.

He just likes it.

"Not to mention that Xiaobao likes her, our hearts melted after seeing her. This little girl is really cute. It would be great if she were our child."

Mother Jin hugged Xiaobao, looked at the direction the little girl left and sighed.

"Yes, the child is quite cute. He seems to be related to our family. If he were really from our family, he would probably be spoiled by heaven."

There was a slight change in Father Jin's hard face, and he agreed.

Such a cute and sweet little girl, it's hard not to like her.

The envy in their eyes was almost overflowing.

Jin Fengchen was stunned for a moment, and his eyes became a little darker.

The valve of memory opened, and he suddenly thought of the child three years ago.

In his imagination, the unborn baby should be the same as Tiantian.

She has a pretty little face, a lively and active personality, and a bit of innocence in her cleverness, making her lovable...

It would be great if Sese and the baby were still there.

Jin Fengyao listened on the sidelines and was keenly aware of his brother's subtle emotional changes.

In order to prevent the atmosphere from becoming tense, he clapped his hands and deliberately attracted everyone's attention, "This matter is not easy to handle."

He raised his eyebrows ambiguously at Song Qingwan beside him and smiled a few times.

He hugged Song Qingwan's small waist, raised his chin, and said in a loud voice: "Qingwan and I will work hard to give you a few children for fun, it will only take a minute!"

When Song Qingwan, who was nestled in his arms, heard this, a somewhat suspicious blush spread quickly on her fair face, turning her face pink.

She glared at Jin Fengyao shyly, not daring to raise her head and look directly at everyone.

Everyone was amused by Jin Fengyao's words and raised their heads and laughed.

Jin's mother smiled and taught him, "You are so talkative, how come it only takes a minute to give birth?"

Jin Fengyao disagreed, "Why not? Just wait and see! Just say whether you want a grandson or a granddaughter."

The more he said it, the more it sounded like that. On the side, Song Qingwan's face was already blushing.

She pinched Jin Fengyao secretly and whispered, "That's enough for you, stop making trouble."

"Honey, I'm not making trouble. Look at my sincere eyes, how sincere you are."

Jin Fengyao hissed slightly and blinked innocently.

Everyone joked and returned to Jin's house.

After getting off the car, Xiaobao was still thinking about what Jin Fengyao said just now.

He looked happy and counted on his fingers.

He tilted his head and thought carefully for a while, then spread his fingers and asked sincerely: "Uncle, can I have all of them? Well, I want five brothers and five sisters!"

As soon as the childish words came out, everyone laughed.

Everyone in the Jin family was so happy that even Jin Fengchen couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

"Xiaobao, you are going to form a football team!" Father Jin commented, looking at Xiaobao happily.

"is it not OK?"

Seeing everyone laughing, Xiaobao blinked his eyes in confusion and asked innocently, his eyes falling on Song Qingwan.

Song Qingwan blushed extremely and wanted to beat Jin Fengyao to death.

Jin Fengyao was completely unaware of his wife's resentment. He lowered his head and answered Xiaobao's questions seriously.

"Of course not. You have ten children, and your aunt is not a sow...ah, wife, I was wrong, I didn't mean that."

As he spoke, Song Qingwan pinched his back hard.

The pain made him gasp and scream in agony.

This time, Song Qingwan was cruel.

After twisting Jin Fengyao, she quietly withdrew her hand and smiled gently at everyone, as if nothing had happened.

Everyone pretended not to see it and looked at them with smiles.

After chatting at Jin's house for a while, Jin Fengyao proposed to send Song Qingwan home and also go to the company for a tour.

Before leaving, Jin Fengyao thought of something and turned to ask Jin Fengchen, "Brother, do you want to come with me to the company to have a look?"

Jin Fengchen was lazily sitting on the sofa reading domestic financial magazines. The page he was reading was an exclusive interview about Jin's Group.

Hearing this, he raised his eyelids casually and said calmly: "No, you can go alone. I can't help you much."

Over the years, after Jin Fengyao took over the Jin Group, he became much calmer and neater, and he was gradually able to take charge of his own business.

In the business world, Jin Fengyao also opened up his own path.

Different from his acting style, Jin Fengyao handled affairs a little gently, but the effect was the same.

You can tell from the fact that Jin's development in recent years is not lagging behind at all.

"Okay, I'll leave first."

Jin Fengyao nodded and did not force it. After being rejected, he clicked his tongue indifferently.

He originally wanted to show off his business ability to his brother, but it seemed there was no chance.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to tease Xiaobao.

"Xiaobao, give me a kiss, brother-in-law. Don't you all have this kind of farewell kiss when you are abroad?"

Xiaobao pushed away Jin Fengyao's evil face in disgust, pretending to give Song Qingwan a kiss.

"No, you'll be back in the evening, I want to kiss my aunt!"

Jin Fengyao grabbed Xiaobao's clothes and stopped him, "No, your aunt can only kiss me."

Xiaobao glared at him with resentment.

In the end, Song Qingwan took the initiative to blow a kiss to Xiaobao, and Xiaobao smiled and made faces at Jin Fengyao.

After the quarrel, Jin Fengyao took Song Qingwan's hand and stopped teasing Xiaobao, and they both left.

Then Jin's father and mother also took Xiaobao upstairs to rest.

The downstairs gradually became quiet.

Jin Fengchen put down the magazine in his hand, slowly got up and walked upstairs.

Walking into the study, he turned on his laptop and began to deal with affairs attentively.

Although he returned to China, the company overseas still had to ask for his opinions on some major decision-making issues, and did not dare to act rashly.

So, after returning to China, he could not rest, and he had to deal with company affairs every day.

The warm sun fell on his bony fingers, and his slightly cool fingertips pushed the mouse.

In the silent space, only the dull clicks of the mouse and the sound of the keyboard echoed in the air.

Gu Nian's arrival interrupted the noisy sounds.

The housekeeper at home still remembered Gu Nian, so he let him in as soon as he came.

Gu Nian went straight to the study and knocked on the door with his fingers slightly bent, "President."