The heart of the king of the net pleases you

Chapter 847

"You still have this plan." Qingqian nodded.

"Yeah, Mu Huai likes children very much." Xiao Tingzhi smiled, and gave Zhang Muhuai a piece of pot-packed meat.

"Alright then." Qingqian nodded: "This child is really happy, he has two godfathers and one godmother before he was born."

"It's Lu Xuanyan." Xiao Tingzhi glanced at Qingqian.

"Yes." Qingqian nodded and smiled.

"Kinggo Atobe, is that the one who carried me by the collar in Japan last time?" Xiao Tingzhi recalled, looking at his baby with his head tilted.

"Yes, what's the matter?" Zhang Muhuai nodded.

"Pfft, it's nothing." Xiao Tingzhi suddenly laughed twice: "It's just that we all know about this matter, but his biological father is kept in the dark, and when he knows about this matter, his expression will definitely be very exciting. "

"Whoever told you he would know." Qingqian took a sip of the soup and glanced at Xiao Tingzhi.

"Qianqian." Zhang Muhuai looked at Qingqian worriedly: "Are you sure you really don't want Jingwu Atobe to know about this?"

"Of course, if I want him to know, what you know now is not the pregnancy news, but the wedding invitation." Qingqian shrugged.

"Let's eat." Zhang Muhuai paused and nodded.

After eating, Qingqian started to talk about big things.

"These are some of the shops I've seen during this period." Qingqian took out the file bag, which contained some photos and information about the shop: "Look at which one is better, we have to settle this quickly, these few days Homes are more sought-after.”

"Let me see." Zhang Muhuai brought the photo over.

"I have nothing to do, and I have roughly designed the decoration methods of these stores." Qingqian took out another file bag, which contained some design drafts drawn by Qingqian herself: "And this is the design draft of clothing."

"Qianqian, let's go to Japan to take care of these things." Zhang Muhuai looked at Qingqian worriedly: "Don't be tired."

"I'm just pregnant, and it's not that I can't move." Qingqian sighed a long time: "My parents wouldn't let me go to the company, so I really panicked."

"Then you should pay more attention to your body." Xiao Tingzhi rarely cared.

"Don't worry, I will arrange the time reasonably." Qingqian nodded: "Let's look at the store first."

After selecting the store and finalizing the decoration method, Qingqian sat down and began to modify the design of the store.

"Come here, here is the little cake I ordered for you." In the afternoon, Xiao Tingzhi went out and came back with a lot of bags: "Let's see which one you like to eat, and there are steamed buns and fried dumplings Bag."

"My aunt prepared jujube cake for me." Qingqian put down her pen and swallowed.

"It's okay, eat more, you look thin." Xiao Tingzhi patted Qingqian's shoulder.

"I feel like you're mocking me." Qingqian took out a box of fried rice and glanced at Xiao Tingzhi.

"Absolutely not." Xiao Tingzhi put on a very sincere smile.

"Senior, come over and have something to eat." Qingqian also took out her jujube cake.

"I'm not hungry, you can eat." Zhang Muhuai just looked up, then continued to draw the manuscript with his head down.

Qingqian shrugged her shoulders, took a bite of the still steaming fried rice.

After Qingqian finished her afternoon tea and went to draw some drawings, Zhang Muhuai stood up from behind the table, took a stack of manuscripts and stood beside Qingqian.

(End of this chapter)