Cheng Chuhao smiled and shook hands with him: "Chengyi and Qi Ming's brothers are also my brothers. Besides, we should have met before, so don't call me Director Cheng, just call Chu Hao directly. Ning Yue and the others are on the second floor. Come on, I'll take you up. There are too many guests today, so I can't greet you well, so everyone can do whatever you want."

The first floor of Chengwei Xindian is the hall and the second floor is the private room. Ningyue and the others are all taking care of their children, so they are in the large private room on the second floor, with two tables.

When he saw Song Chengyi, Ning Yue was also very happy. He held the child and stood up with a silly smile: "You are back?"

"Yeah, I'm back." Song Chengyi replied with a smile, then took the baby in her hand and recognized it at a glance. This was the youngest son: "Jingxuan, do you miss your father?"

Ning Yue smiled and shouted, "Brother, Brother Jin Zhan."

Cheng Chuhao said: "It should be crowded here, right? They are not outsiders. You guys are just asking yourself, I have to go down first."

Wen Chanjuan also stood up: "Qi Ming."

Yuchi Qiming nodded to him, smiled, and then reached out: "Come on, Jingze, hug me."

Xu Ruoshuang and Qiao Zhilan were also very happy. They didn't know when they would come back, but as a result, they happened to have dinner at the wedding. The two were busy adding dishes and chopsticks to get chairs. There were many children here, so adding stools didn't seem crowded.

When Jin Zhan saw that Song Chengyi and Yuchi Qiming were both concerned about his well-being, he suddenly felt that he should find a companion?

Today's wedding was very lively. After lunch, everyone started to urge to go to the bridal chamber. As a result, the groom was drunk and was finally carried back. As for whether he was really drunk or fake drunk, it was probably only Cheng Chuhao himself knew.

After lunch, Jin Zhan went back to sleep. He took Yuchi Qiming to the military region to drive out. After dinner, Yuchi Qiming took Wen Chanjuan home and then returned to his home in the military region to report some situation to his father.

The Song family and Qiao family returned home, and it was already past eight o'clock. They hadn't seen each other for a long time, so Qiao Bowen kept Song Chengyi and chatted for a while.

When Song Chengyi returned to the East Courtyard, Ning Yue and Qiao Zhilan were bathing the two babies.

Seeing his son's fat little arms and legs like lotus roots, Song Chengyi felt particularly soft. This was his son, the son he gave birth to by his beloved woman. Outside, at work, no matter how hard or tired he was, when he came back, all his fatigue disappeared. He joined in and helped dress the two little guys.

After putting on the clothes, Qiao Zhilan said, "Lingling, let's carry one of them to our room. Tonight, the baby will sleep in our room."

Ning Yue had customized several small beds before. Qiao Zhilan and the others had a small bed in the room. Two small beds were also placed in the children's room next to Ning Yue and the others had a small cradle on the first floor. When the sun was out, they moved to the yard to bask in the sun for the two little guys.

"Mom, Jingze and Jingxuan have been two months old. Chengyi hasn't seen them sleep at night yet. Tonight, the baby should sleep with me."

"But, how can you four people squeeze? Why don't you wait until tomorrow during the day, and move a small bed to your house."

"My bed is 1.8 meters tall, I can sleep, right, Chengyi?"

Song Chengyi chuckled and nodded: "Yes, I can sleep."
Chapter completed!