"Okay, Brother Genggu." The sister smiled while squeaking the bowl.

"Lu Xinyue!" Lu Gecheng stuffed a piece of ribs into his sister's mouth.

Lu Heting couldn't help laughing.

Su Bei also laughed in his arms.

Su Bei put down the chopsticks, and Lu Heting also put them down, "You guys, eat slowly."

"What about you?" Lu Gecheng asked.

"Accompany Subei." Lu Heting took Subei's hand and walked to the balcony. The two of them looked side by side in the sky, leaning against each other.

The three children who were used to eating dog food made a sour expression and continued to lower their heads to eat with a smile.

Time is quiet and happy, every day is as calm and happy as yesterday.

Every day will definitely be like today.

(The next story of Dabao's growth will be written. Dabao's name is Su Zhuoqian, and he is also a domineering president.

His story will be concentrated on him, so there will be no mention of Lu Heting and Su Bei too much.

But no matter what, Lu Heting and Su Bei are very perfect in their own world and story dimensions, and will live happily in the future, devote themselves to each other and never leave each other.)

Five years ago, Su Zhuoqian was twenty-three years old.

After an accident, two boys were left at home.

Lu Heting had children after getting married.

And he had two children before he got married.

Su Zhuoqian's nickname is Dabao, so one of the children continues his nickname, Xiaobao.

Another child is more like him and is unwilling to use nicknames, and he has always used big names.

The biggest daily activity of the four-year-old Xiaobao is to find a mother for himself.

Kyoto.

Shihao Hotel.

At night, the crystal-drawn Roman chandeliers shine brightly in the hall as daytime.

The young women in the evening dresses are fragrant and the shadows are in the evening dresses, as if waiting to attend an important banquet.

Qiao Weiyang walked in in a very simple outfit, walking in a hurry.

"Mommy!"

Suddenly, a soft and cute voice penetrated into his ears, causing a trace of doubt to appear on Qiao Weiyang's cold face.

With his eyes down, a soft little face entered his sight.

The little breast bag that came out of nowhere hugged Qiao Weiyang's legs, blinking his eyes at her, so cute that it made people's hearts softened involuntarily.

Qiao Weiyang was stunned and remembered his child four years ago.

She bent down, and a rare gentle patience appeared on her cold face: "You recognized the wrong person. I will take you to find your mommy."

"No, you are my mommy! Mommy!" Little breasts hugged Qiao Weiyang's legs tightly and leaned on them dependently.

Tonight, Qiao Weiyang met a client at work, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, her face was carefully applied with special makeup, which made her look old and ugly.

Not to mention outsiders, even if people you are familiar with see this, they usually find it difficult to hide their disgust on their faces.

But this little breast bag hugged her thighs and refused to let go.

"Mommy hug!" The little breast bag spread his arms and leaned on her.

What Qiao Weiyang didn't know was that the soft and cute little bun in front of him was just now, a little devil who had made a poisonous swear to never want his mother.

When he saw her for the first time, he found that he needed mommy, very much!

A few hours ago...

Shihao Hotel.

It was the hottest time in the afternoon, but the door was crowded.

Hundreds of gorgeously dressed women and exquisitely made-up were lined up in two teams, waiting to enter one by one.

"Everyone removes their makeup first!"

The person in charge, who was standing at the door, waved his hand and hundreds of bottles of lotion were sent over.

Immediately, someone held his face in horror and said, "No, how can you see people after taking off your makeup?"

Tonight is an important dinner for the 4-year-old young master of the Su family to select his mother. All the invited daughters of wealthy families and wealthy socialites.

The person who received the invitation, although he knew that he was just a "stepmother" who ran for the election, had no complaints at all.

On the contrary, those who receive the invitation are left behind after several primary elections, which itself symbolizes the supreme glory that is initially recognized.

Their styling and makeup were finally confirmed after several screening and comparisons by professionals, and they are the most suitable for them.

No one doesn't want to conquer the young master in one fell swoop tonight, marry Su Zhuoqian, the ruler of the Su family, and become the young lady of the Su family.

Su Zhuoqian, the most famous man in Kyoto, represents top power and unmatched dignity.

Over the years, no woman appeared around him, she was a completely opposite-sex insulator.

Four years ago, the appearance of the young master triggered countless discussions and speculations, but no one knew where the young master came from, who his biological mother was, and what was the specific situation.

However, no one cares about this. Tonight it is already a luxury that countless people have always dreamed of to see Su Zhuoqian.

If Su Zhuoqian can be looked at by him or even selected, it will be the peak moment of life...

Now, do they have to remove all their exquisite makeup that is flawless?

"The young master doesn't like the smell of cosmetics." The person in charge said in a serious tone, "After removing the makeup, you can go in directly."

As for those who don’t remove makeup, unfortunately, they were eliminated at the door.

Despite their reluctance, everyone picked up the lotion and started to remove their makeup.

Inner hall.

A little boy with a low body was wearing a well-equipped British suit, and he looked very elite, with a cold and cool momentum vaguely visible between his eyebrows and eyes.

However, a round and red face diluted his noble and coldness.

What was placed in front of him was a giant screen surveillance monitor.

But obviously, he was indifferent to his interest, and he supported his forehead with one hand and played with the high-level Rubik's Cube in his hand.

"Xiaobao, look, this one is pretty, it looks nice after taking off the makeup. Alas, that one is not bad, it's beautiful and smooth!" Lu Mingjue pointed to the big screen.

Lu Mingjue, Lu Weijian and Huacuo's son, did not inherit Huacuo's ability and aloofness, but instead learned the essence of Lu Weijian's escape from his youth.

Facing the flowers and plants in front of him, he was more relish than Xiaobao.

"You need to improve your aesthetics." Xiaobao opened his eyelids and took a casual look.

"Little ancestor, can't you take a serious look?"

Lu Mingjue was also very happy. He couldn't go out for fun on the weekends, so he had to guard this little nephew to choose a mommy.

In order to allow him to choose someone who is happy, Xiaobao's great-grandmother, the current old lady of the Lu family, Han Qingwan, wished to find all the women of the age in the city and move them to Xiaobao to see him.

But Xiaobao had no intention of choosing, so he had to help control the process.
Chapter completed!