She is the president's favorite

Chapter 643 It can only be his Beichen Shixi!
After a long time, Ning Ziqi suddenly asked Beichen Shixi: "Do you suspect that this child is not yours?"

Otherwise, how could anyone treat their own son like this?

She originally thought that after the baby was born, his temper would more or less... change.

However, now it seems that she was thinking too much.

I don't know if it was her illusion, but she actually felt that Beichen Shixi...he seemed...jealous?

Moreover, he is still jealous of his own son?

"Ning Ziqi!" Beichen Shixi's face was gloomy, and the surrounding temperature plummeted!
She was trying to anger him!
He never doubted the child's belonging!
Ning Ziqi's flesh and blood can only belong to him, Beichen Shixi!

No one but him!

"Forget it, I think that's what I think, just don't dare to use it when the time comes!" Ning Ziqi pursed her lips, gave Beichen Shixi a white look, and put the baby who had fallen asleep again into the baby bed unhappily Inside, then her bedroom door opened and she walked out.

After a while, she walked in with a thick dictionary, a blank notepad, and a gold-plated pen.

She found all these things from Beichen Shixi's study.

Isn't it just a name... What's the problem!
When passing by Beichen Shixi, Ning Ziqi deliberately didn't look at him, but went straight to the sofa, put things on the coffee table, found a pillow to put on the carpet, and then she sat down beside the coffee table.

Ning Ziqi sighed, then flipped through the thick dictionary...reading page by page.

She doesn't believe that the Chinese characters are extensive and profound, and she can't find a name in this dictionary!
……

Beichen Shixi stood not far away, his eyes stopped on the pen on the coffee table.

That solid gold pen was his last birthday present from his grandfather.

Where did she get it from?

That thing, even he himself, didn't know where it was thrown.

He always thought that the thing should be in Z city now, but he didn't expect it to be in England...

If Ning Ziqi hadn't dug it out this time, I'm afraid he would have almost forgotten about it himself.

……

Ning Ziqi didn't notice the sight behind her at all, she carefully flipped through the dictionary page by page.

Finally, I found a word that I thought was good, and then picked up the gold-plated pen on the side, intending to record the word on a blank notepad.

Holding the pen with her fingers, Ning Ziqi glanced at the golden pen with some dissatisfaction. This thing...heavy, too heavy, it takes a lot of effort to hold it in the hand, and it's not very easy to use.

In comparison, it is not as easy to use as an ordinary pen.

She didn't understand, why should a fountain pen be plated with gold?
Although the appearance of this fountain pen looks gorgeous and exquisite, Ning Ziqi thinks it is very poor in practicality.

Because it doesn't work!
The biggest use of a pen is to write. Ning Ziqi feels that the appearance of gold and silver has nothing to do with whether it is easy to use or not.

So... She still doesn't understand the personal identity of a local tyrant.

Even though, now she is considered a half rich man...

……

After recording the word, Ning Ziqi stared at the gold-plated pen for a while, and suddenly found a few small characters engraved on the body of the pen.

—— Beichen Shixi.

In addition to these, a line of date is engraved below.

8 month 15 day.

It's Beichen Shixi's name...and his birthday.

Ning Ziqi paused. Is this pen specially made?

After a pause, Ning Ziqi put the pen down on the coffee table, and then continued to flip through the dictionary.

Beichen Shixi walked over quietly and sat down on the sofa behind her.

With a bit of laziness, he propped his head with one hand, leaned on the sofa, and then looked dotingly at Ning Ziqi who was looking up the dictionary.

He was a little curious, how long could she last like this?

……

Half an hour later, Ning Ziqi only flipped through the dictionary with almost a hundred pages, but on the notepad, there was only one word just written.

Seeing the densely packed words in her eyes made her exhausted.

She bit her lip, forcing herself to continue reading.

After more than ten minutes, Ning Ziqi finally couldn't bear it and closed the dictionary.

Forget it, she really doesn't want to watch it...

"Why, impatient?" Beichen Shixi's lazy voice came from behind.

"When did you come here?" Ning Ziqi was startled by Beichen Shixi's voice, grabbed the pen on the coffee table, and threw it towards him.

Beichen Shixi opened and closed his palms, and he easily caught the pen.

"This is pure gold, it would be a waste to smash it." He glanced at the familiar fountain pen, and said calmly.

"Waste?" Ning Ziqi felt as if she heard a joke...

"You also think it's a waste?" She looked at Beichen Shixi in surprise.

It's normal to waste this word and say it from someone else's mouth...

But Beichen Shixi...

He said this word to such an extravagant and wasteful person, which made her feel very inappropriate...

"Of course!" Beichen Shixi raised his eyebrows: "This pen should be able to exchange a bucket of milk powder for my son!"

Beichen Shixi had just finished speaking when Ning Ziqi suddenly thought of something and was shocked.

"what did you just say?"

Just now... what did he say?What pure gold?

that pen?

Isn't it gold-plated? How did it become pure gold?

"This pen should be able to exchange a bucket of milk powder for my son." Beichen Shixi pursed his lower lip, and very cooperatively repeated what he had just said.

"It's not this... You just said that the pen was made of pure gold?" Ning Ziqi looked at the pen in his hand in surprise.

She felt that it was a waste just to be gold-plated.

But now, Beichen Shixi said that the pen was made of pure gold...

"Yeah." Beichen Shixi nodded, what's so surprising about that?
Only then did Ning Ziqi suddenly understand, no wonder the pen is so heavy, it turned out to be not gold-plated, but pure gold...

Just as he was thinking, Beichen Shixi's voice suddenly came again.

"The red envelope I gave you on the night of our wedding can buy a carload of such things." Beichen Shixi's voice was somewhat playful.

He just likes to see her look silly...

"A car? A sports car?" Ning Ziqi paused for a moment, but she didn't think about the concept.

"A truck." Beichen Shixi's voice came again...

Well, he was looking forward to her next expression.

Sure enough, Ning Ziqi did not disappoint her.

"..." Ning Ziqi was dumbfounded, the corners of his mouth moved...

A... truckload of solid gold pens?
When she got the check, she only knew that there were a lot of zeros on it...

And at the time, she didn't have much idea about the money, but now she suddenly heard Beichen Shixi convert it like this...

(End of this chapter)