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Jinxi was quite conflicted right now.

She had invited Qingsong over. Should she tell Zhencan in advance?

She was afraid that Zhencan would bring Maidou back to the Summer Pavilion after she said it. She was also afraid that if she did not say it, Zhencan would be frightened when she saw it later.

On the side, Yekang said gently, "Jinxi, go upstairs and get a bottle of wine left by Jin Rong Uncle."

Currently, the Fei Family Manor was already the world of cherry blossoms. Every year, Ying Shuo would send some good wine that even money could not buy outside the mansion. The wine that was sent to the imperial palace was the best of the best. It was the wine left behind by Jin Rong when she was still alive. Because of the long passage of time, the value of the wine had increased even more.

Jinxi understood what he meant. He did not want her to tell her daughter.

She turned around and went upstairs to look for wine. Her husband had previously said that he would entertain Faang Mucheng's family at night with the White Grape Wine that was sent over by Yingshuo five years ago. That was already very expensive and the market value was about 800,000 yuan.

The cheapest wine that Jin Rong had left behind back then was no less than 200 million yuan per bottle.

Receiving Qingsong at noon naturally had something to do with Zhencan's marriage. Receiving Faang Mucheng's family at night naturally had something to do with Encan's marriage.

It was not that her husband was biased towards her two daughters, but Jinxi could tell that Yekang felt more heartache and guilt towards Qingsong. This friendship could not be compensated by any expensive wine.

Jinxi went upstairs and Maidou had already moved into Yekang's arms.

She sat on Yekang's legs domineeringly and wrapped her arms around Yekang's neck. She said with a smile, "Grandfather ~"

Yekang hurriedly put down the teacup in his hands. Afraid that it would burn his granddaughter, he carried her to the other side of the sofa and sat down again.

There was love in his eyes, especially when this little girl looked very similar to Zhencan when she was young. She was very beautiful. Yekang smiled and asked, "What is it?"

Maidou smiled and pressed her face against his chest. "It's nothing. Hug ~"

Yekang also smiled. "Okay. Grandfather hugs Maidou."

It turned out that the child was only acting like a spoiled child!

Zhencan watched from the side and felt warm in her heart, but she also shockingly discovered that her opinion could not be ignored: Maidou really liked to interact with male elders.

It could not be said that she liked it very much. As long as male elders were around, Maidou would stick to them and ask for hugs and attention.

For example, she called Wenchen sweetly, "Future uncle! Future uncle!"

For example, she leaned against Yekang and called out sweetly, "Grandpa!"

She could stay still and do nothing. As long as she stayed in the arms of the male elders, it was as if she had found someone to rely on.

Zhencan's heart suddenly felt a stabbing pain.

Was this a sign that the child yearned for fatherly love?

Jinxi came down from upstairs. Yekang looked at the bottle in her hand and his gaze softened. "Leave it to Gubai. Wait for the guest to come before sober up."

Zhencan did not think too much and thought that it was to prepare to receive Faang Mucheng and the rest at night.

Jinxi saw that her daughter still had a smile on her face and knew that her daughter still knew nothing.

Forget it, forget it. Let nature take its course!

Even if they were not lovers or relatives, Qingsong and Zhencan would still meet sooner or later. Furthermore, with her and Yekang here today, there would definitely be someone to warm up the place.

If she saw that Qingsong did not mind Maidou's matter and was still interested in Zhencan, then whatever she said to Yekang, she would matchmake them.

10: 30.

Gubai Feng suddenly and pleasantly surprised walked over. "Royal Highness, Princess, Princess, Fourth Prince has arrived."

Zhencan sat on the sofa with a pale face.

When she came back to her senses, she suddenly looked at Yekang. "Daddy!"

"Why are you still standing there? Why aren't you getting up?" Yekang said gently and placed Maidou on the ground. Maidou held her grandfather's hand and looked at the door with an inexplicable expression.

Zhencan recovered her senses and rushed forward to pick Maidou up and was about to run upstairs.

But before she could turn around, she heard a warm and polite voice with some joy. It was like a spring breeze blowing over. "General Qiao, Princess, Qingsong has come to bother you."

Maidou laid on Mummy's shoulder and looked at that person.

He was wearing a pink and blue collar sweater and simple jeans. His hair was very clean and did not make any shape. It naturally drifted away.

The freshness from his entire body was really approachable.

When he just entered, a simple pose and gentle greeting had already set the tone for today's meeting: Warmth.

Gubai Feng walked over from behind Qingsong. He held a gray coat and a white scarf in his hand and hung them on the clothes rack. It was obvious that he had taken them off when he entered the room.

Jinxi quickly said, "Fourth Prince, thank you for your hard work."

Yekang's face was full of smiles. "The concert last night just ended. I didn't even let you sleep well today, so I invited you over to my house to have a chat.

It's mainly because of Maidou's matter. Fourth Prince has put in a lot of effort, and our family is grateful to him. No matter what, we have to express our gratitude.

We are also afraid that if we express it too late, we might not have enough sincerity. "

" You are too polite, General Qiao. If there is a need for Qingsong in Spring Pavilion, Qingsong naturally followed along. " Qingsong's gaze landed on Zhencan and her daughter and swept across them lightly. He smiled and looked at Yukang couple. "Maidou's matter is just a small matter."

"Fourth Prince, please!" Yekang smiled and asked, "I just brewed a pot of martial arts tea. Fourth Prince, do you want to try it?"

Qingsong smiled. "Sure."

He walked a few steps forward and Jinxi urged him by the side, "Zhencan, why didn't you greet Fourth Prince when you saw him?"

It could be said that the entire Spring Pavilion held their breaths!

Zhencan did not dare to raise her head. She also wore very casual clothes. She was already at home and did not have the intention of dressing up. She was even wearing slippers on her feet and her hair was casually draped over her head. There was a faint smell of child's milk in the air. She had rubbed it on her daughter's face.

In terms of bright spots, she was currently buried in her head. The only thing that could be found on her body was her well-trained hair.

When the lanterns fell on the two strands of purple, they were very eye-catching.

Maidou looked at Qingsong. Both of her eyes were shining!

She simply did not dare to believe that Song would come to her house as a guest. She had only heard his concert last night and liked him for so many years. So it turns out that she could still interact with him privately?

Because she was too excited, she forgot to scream and open her mouth. She only stared blankly at him, foolishly forgetting everything.

"Fourth Prince." Zhencan called softly, as if she had greeted him.

Maidou also quickly recovered her senses and excitedly rushed out from Zhencan's side, "Ode!"

The little guy ran in front of Qingsong and a strong joy filled his childish face. He stared at Qingsong as if he was staring at an unreachable dream.

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Even Yukang couple's heart was in his throat at this moment.

After all, this was the child Zhencan gave birth to with another man. Even though Qingsong was magnanimous and mentally prepared, if he really saw this child with his own eyes, he was afraid that the pain in his heart could not be concealed!

Qingsong looked at the child in front of him and suddenly squatted down slowly.

He stared expressionlessly into Maidou's eyes and did not move.

At this moment, no one knew what he was thinking. He actually saw the shadow of Maidou's father from Maidou.

He wanted to know what kind of man would make Zhencan, with such a weak character, not hesitate to sacrifice everything to give birth to this child.

Maidou did not think that she would be so close to Qingsong.

As their eyes met, she suddenly leaned forward and hugged Qingsong's neck. Her small body hung on his body like a carat!

No one expected this and did not dare to move.

Between heaven and earth, there was only a heavenly sound roaming. "Ode! I love you!"

Qingsong's expressionless handsome face broke the ice and smiled. Finally, he extended his hand and hugged the soft ball in his embrace.

His eyes were clear and his brows were wide and open.

That warm smile seemed to be able to accommodate hundreds of rivers. His palm carefully protected the little person in his embrace as he hugged her and stood up together.

He stared at her smile and said frankly, "You look really like Mummy when she was young!"

"Hahaha," Yekang laughed and helped Qingsong brew a cup of tea. "Fourth Prince, quickly sit and taste this tea."

Qingsong carried the child over and Zhencan called out, "Maidou, come over to Mummy's side. Fourth Prince is a guest and you are not polite."

Maidou pouted and was obviously unhappy.

Qingsong sat down openly and allowed Maidou to sit in his arms.

He held the child's shoulder with one hand and took the teacup with the other. He took a sip and smiled, "Delicious!"

Yekang was about to say something when Qingsong interrupted again. He smiled and said, "But I don't know anything about tea. If General Qiao asks me to say something else, I'm afraid I'll expose myself."

Yukang couple burst into laughter. He liked Qingsong's honesty very much.

Jinxi teased, "It's said that men should pretend to know nothing. It's tea. In the end, it's just a few words of praise. It's clear, mellow, and has a long aftertaste. You can say anything."

Qingsong was silent for two seconds. When he dropped the cup, there was not a drop of water left in the small cup. "Although I don't know why, I like it. It should really be more than a thousand words of extravagance. Another cup. "

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