When the two little things were six months old, Yan Han went abroad again, probably in Paris one month after another. Occasionally, when there were shows in Paris or domestic shows, he would stay for a while longer.

When she went to Paris, Xi Quan would often take a week to meet her and spend the family of four together.

Although it was a bit hard and both of them were busy, this was the best arrangement. In addition, this arrangement could help the adults of the two families, Yan Han thought it was okay.

These two young ones were not at all rejected Paris. When they were less than one year old, they either followed her to Paris or were taken to see her by Xi Quan. However, as long as she was there, both of them were willing to stay there, and it felt like they had some genes.

So maybe life is very comfortable and comfortable, without any big worries, and time passes quite quickly.

In the two years of going back and forth, Yan Han gradually became less busy than before. The brand almost gained a foothold in the fashion hall of Paris. Every big show was a luxurious scene, which attracted celebrity entertainment journalists to gather together.

Time passed by, and in a blink of an eye, both little things were already three years old.

In early December, Xi Quan was about to return to China from Paris to host the annual meeting of Xi's family. Thinking that Yan Han was very busy at the end of the year, he took Xi Ce away before leaving, leaving the little princess to follow her mother.

Before leaving, at the airport, the little guy looked at his father and brother, and was reluctant to leave.

The little cute eyebrows and eyes had grown slightly, and they became more and more like Yan Han. The pair of glass beads-like eyes were as bright as the starry sky. They held their father and looked at him without blinking, muttering in a low voice.

Xi Quan's heart was so soft that he almost wanted to stay.

He hugged him in the arms for a long time and said that he would see him in ten days and his mother went back. Only then did he succeed and reluctantly take his brother away.

On the plane, Xi Quan coaxed the little prince for a while and asked him to sleep, then started working. The flight attendant had dinner in about two hours later.

Dinner is pasta.

The flight attendant in a uniform was beautiful and gentle. After putting down the tableware, he took a bib and bent down, preparing to tie it to the little prince.

Xi Quan raised his hand to take it, "Just let me come."

The flight attendant smiled and retreated.

Xi Quan turned to the side, carefully tied the bib in front of his son, then touched his head, "Eat."

Xi Quan always had a faster meal, but with children beside him, the little guy was young and ate slowly. Occasionally he looked at him, which made him even slower. Then he cooperated to take a bite and stop for a minute. During this period, he thought about the work for the next week.

Finally forty minutes later, a plate of pasta was finished, and a small portion of the small things were solved.

The flight attendant took him to wash his hands and face. After he came back, Xi Quan was about to pick him up and put him in his own position, coaxed him to continue sleeping, and then he worked.

As a result, the steadily little prince did not want to climb into his position inside, but instead took him and climbed into his arms.

Xi Quan paused slightly and put the person on his lap, "What's wrong?" He wrapped it with a blanket and smiled.

The little thing was silent for two seconds, buried it in his arms and whispered to his mother. When Xi Quan heard this, he paused again, and then hugged the person in his arms and caressed him gently.

I always thought that the little one would be inseparable from Yan Han and him, but I forgot that this one was born only two minutes earlier. Although she was only three years old and had a few centimeters more tall than the little princess, it was obvious that the difference between her brother was very obvious, but he was a child who was only three years old in a few days and would be reluctant to leave Yan Han.

Xi Quan was very soft-hearted, so he calmed down and comforted him, "Dad is here, we will see our mother in a few days? Well? Is it good to start the video now?"

He rubbed it, and after a while, he looked at the computer he had turned on, shook his head, and seemed to be very sensible, and didn't want to disturb his work.

Xi Quan simply didn't want to work anymore, so he hugged him and changed his seat by the window, and looked at the starry night city outside together in his arms.

He slowly and gently told him stories. The little guy didn't understand, but soon he diverted his attention in his father's arms and stopped thinking about his mother. Then he buried him in Xi Quan's arms and fell asleep in fragrant water.

Xi Quan hugged him for several hours until he fell asleep, but he got up and took him back, put him on the bed, covered him with a quilt, thought for a while, then took off his coat and replaced a blanket on it.

After flying all night, the plane landed at 8 a.m. in Taipei City.

Xi Quan got off the plane and got on the bus with his son who was still sleeping deep.

The next day, the jet lag was getting better, and Xi Quan was about to resume normal work. At 8 o'clock in the morning, he finished his meal and went to see if the child was awake.

Xi Ce had woken up, but the little guy was sitting on the big bed wearing black and white cartoon pajamas, a little confused when he woke up.

Until he saw Xi Quan, he immediately called Dad without blinking.

Xi Quan smiled and walked over to sit by the bed, "What's wrong? What's going on?" He took the clothes at the end of the bed.

The aunt heard the voices of the father and son outside and wanted to come in and wear them for him. Xi Quan shook his head and signaled not to use it.

The aunt smiled and stepped back, and Xi Quan took the sweater to put it on the little guy.

He asked in a scattered manner: "Where are we... Dad."

"It's in China." He laughed, "I came back yesterday, haven't adapted yet?"

He nodded.

After putting on his sweater, Xi Quan prepared his coat next to him, then hugged his son and got up, touching his head, "Dad is going to work today."

"Um."

"You play by yourself, huh?"

"Um."

He was not very awake yet, so he turned his head around and looked around, but there was no reaction.

Xi Quan thought it was fun for no reason. This one was different from that little one. When the little princess was in his arms, she often buried her little head in his chest, hugging him motionlessly, and occasionally muttered to him, dad, which made people reluctant to let go for a second.

Although this one doesn't act like a spoiled person like that, it's also very cute.

Xi Quan entered the bathroom, squeezed toothpaste to brush his teeth, and asked him to hold it himself. Then he prepared the moderately warm water and soaked the soft towel.

After everything was washed, Xi Quan picked up his son's coat over there, and the father and son went downstairs together.

Xi Quan had already eaten, and he only read the newspaper and had breakfast with the little guy.

The breakfast was Western style, and it was tepid or hot, and it was faster, so he didn't look at two pages and his son had already eaten it. The eating habit was a bit like him and did not waste time.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Xi Quan was about to go to the company.

He originally wanted to take the child to his parents' house to play, but he would pick him up after get off work, but before leaving the door, he thought that the little guy crawled into his arms on the plane yesterday and muttered to his mother, Xi Quan stopped again.

The driver was waiting for him respectfully at the door.

Xi Quan bent down and tidied up the collar of his son's black and white coat. It was snowing outside this morning, and it was quite cold. The little guy reached out to catch the snow.

Xi Quan sorted out while saying, "Do you want to go to the company with your father?"

Xiao Xice came to his senses and looked at him firmly.

The father and son were slightly wet with the tiny snow in the corridor at the door of the villa, looking at each other.

The child's eyes are bright and bright. Although he is only three years old, he can see that the angular outlines of his eyebrows are like his condensed reflection. He is particularly handsome, and his handsomeness is also strong in his cuteness at the age of three.

He looked at his father without blinking, without saying a word.

But for some reason, Xi Quan seemed to see what he meant. This son was calm and very sensible at a young age. Even if he couldn't bear to leave him, he wouldn't say it.

He smiled, reached out and took the person into his arms, and picked him up, "Then go to the company with Dad and work with Dad. We will go to the grandparents' place to have dinner after get off work in the evening, huh?"

"Yeah." The little guy was so happy that his eyes flashed, but he still nodded twice without showing off.

Xi Quan smiled when he saw the driver and raised his eyebrows.

The driver said: "The young master's personality is particularly like Mr. Xi."

Upon hearing this, Xi Quan lowered his eyes and looked in his arms. He was probably a little surprised that the driver said this, and turned around and looked at his father in a daze. Then, Xi Quan laughed in his ignorant eyes.

The car stopped at the second floor of the Xi family's underground garage half an hour later. This point is already working hours. Xi Quan came half an hour late today, so there was almost no one in the garage except one or two senior executives who went out to talk about the matter, and it was very quiet.

Someone watched Xi Quan's Rolls-Royce drive in and was about to stop and say hello, but when the car door opened, he found that the person who got off first... was a child, and then he stepped down with long legs. The child probably saw that there was no one in the garage and was a little happy to trot.

The man who got off the bus later locked his eyes on the child in front, focusing on walking back and forth to the exclusive elevator, one big and one small.

The person who wanted to say hello silently withdrew his hand for a moment.

After the two underground floors and the eighty-story elevators on the ground arrived, Xi Ce was about to fall asleep. Xi Quan had already picked up the person in the middle, laughing a little.

Finally going out, he opened the lounge in the office, put down the children, and let him sleep when he wanted to sleep, and then get up to play when he wanted to play.

When I went out, I thought about it, looked at Wen Yuanshu who came in to report today's schedule, and after listening to all the arrangements today.

Xi Quan leaned in the back of the chair and whispered: "Go... and ask someone to buy a few boxes of toys."

Wen Yuanshu: "?"

After silence, he looked at the open lounge where the figure of the little prince was walking around. He came to his senses and smiled, "What do you like to play with the little boy?"

Xi Quan thought for a while, pulled up the pen in the pen holder, pinched a piece of paper, wrote a few toys on it, including the Earth puzzle, a simple Lego, and...

He wrote five or six things and handed them to Wen Yuanshu.

He took it and went out to have someone do business.

In less than half an hour, the things were brought.

In the office at that time, a three-year-old child was standing in the middle of the carpet, tilting his head, and a paper plane flew straight toward Wen Yuanshu, and he reached out to intercept him.

The child looked at him silently, with surprise flashing in his eyes, but his face was still calm and cute.

Wen Yuanshu smiled and said, "Sorry, little boy, I hijacked."

Xi Ce: "..." He was stunned. What is the hijacking?

He turned his head to look at Xi Quan. Xi Quan smiled while flipping through the documents, raised his eyes, looked at Wen Yuanshu bent down, and opened the boxes of huge toys in his hand.

These things are available in the old house and grandparents at home, so he was not unfamiliar with them when he saw them, so he immediately sat on the ground and opened them, becoming addicted.

Xi Quan looked at it for a moment, smiled and continued to look down at the documents.
To be continued...