"Am I dazzled? Is that my sister?" Fu Jiajun stared at Fu Qingying and muttered.

Song Zhichao nodded, "You read that right, it's her!"

Not far away, Song Haiming and Wang Jinfeng, who were originally staring at "Dudu", were drooling, and the old couple were now looking at the child and rubbing their eyes hard.

"I'm not right, is that little boy..."

"Of course, our grandson!"

"Oh, grandson!" Wang Jinfeng didn't care much and ran over and wanted to hug the child.

But Fu Qingying didn't stop him, but instead comforted the child not to be afraid, and then said to the old couple: "His name is 'Oscar'."

Oscar?

Is the name of the foreign devil?

I can't care so much!

Wang Jinfeng and Song Haiming originally tried to make an appointment to hold the child, but they didn't expect Fu Qingying really didn't mind. They were so happy.

Wang Jinfeng excitedly reached out and hugged "Oscar" in her arms. At that moment, tears flowed out directly.

Maybe it was because of blood relationship, the little guy was really not afraid. Instead, he giggled in Wang Jinfeng's arms and used his little hands to help wipe Wang Jinfeng's tears.

Wang Jinfeng choked and said to Song Haiming, "Look, how sensible the child is."

Song Haiming was also full of excitement.

For them, they have been dreaming like this for countless days and nights, but unfortunately they are empty every time they wake up.

But now-

Dreams come true!

They finally got their grandson!

...

Fu Qingying walked towards Song Zhichao with a move.

Song Zhichao looked at her.

Fu Jiajun also looked at her, and then said to Song Zhichao: "Look, do I want to avoid it?"

"She is your sister, not a tiger, what should I avoid?"

"Ahem, no, mainly because..."

Fu Qingying had already walked to Song Zhichao's eyes and glanced at his younger brother Fu Jiajun: "It turns out that you have come here, but you're lucky that Jiaqi and sister are still looking for you everywhere."

"What did she ask me for?" Fu Jiajun suddenly became alert, "I didn't go to the bar, nor did I go to sunbath, nor did I drive a cruise to take a bikini on a sea-I came here to talk and chat, and... uh, drink tea!"

Fu Qingying chuckled, "You are my slim guy. I know best who you are - if you catch the opportunity, will you be so honest?"

Fu Qingying snorted and turned her head: "You underestimate me too much!"

"Xiao Wu looked down on you, let's talk about it later. Now you go there, I have something to tell him!" Fu Qingying pointed at Song Zhichao and asked his younger brother Fu Jiajun to get out.

Fu Jiajun: “…”

He gave his sister Fu Qingying a sad look with his eyes, and then he got up to tease his son "Dudu" and his nephew "Oscar".

...

"What do you have to say to me?" Song Zhichao was calm. He seemed indifferent whether he saw Fu Qingying or his own biological child.

Fu Qingying looked at him and stared at Song Zhichao's face, as if she wanted to see through his true thoughts.

Song Zhichao leaned against the sofa, looked at Fu Qingying without opening his mouth.

"Are you really a stern heart?" After Fu Qingying sat down, the first sentence was like this.

“How to say it?”

"It's fine to see me being indifferent, but I didn't expect you to show your enthusiasm for me; but when you see my child, you are so indifferent?"

Song Zhichao glanced at the child that Wang Jinfeng was holding - Song Haiming was scratching his head anxiously, wanting to hug the child, but Wang Jinfeng didn't give it to him.

"Then what do you want me to do? I cry and thank you for bringing the child over and giving my parents comforts like a charity?"

"Do you really think I am such a bad woman?" Fu Qingying got angry, her phoenix eyes standing upside down.

"You are a woman I can't see through and understand, right?" Song Zhichao seemed unwilling to argue with Fu Qingying.

Fu Qingying: "..."

I felt like a punch hitting the cotton, and I couldn't do it.

"You know, I'm not here to argue with you." Fu Qingying sighed, "First of all, I want to thank you for giving me all the money you sold to Wanda Japan when you left Hong Kong. I also used this money to re-establish my own electronics company in Japan;"

"Secondly, what I want to tell you is that you never owe me, and I have never asked you to give me anything; in the end, my son Oscar is my surname Fu but Song, so I'm sorry for this!"

Song Zhichao smiled, "What do you mean by saying this? Give me a jujube?"

"I just want to tell you that I'm not a bad woman!"

"Is that so? Then keep the child!"

Fu Qingying: "What does it mean?"

"I mean you go back to Japan and your child stays here. Whether his surname is Fu or Song, I hope to grow up under my nose."

"Impossible!" Fu Qingying immediately refused, "Since you want to see him grow, why don't you go to Japan with me?"

Song Zhichao sneered, "You know, I will not be tied up by you, and I will not be controlled by you!"

Fu Qingying snorted coldly: "You have always been like this, I am the only one!"

"When you know me, you should know that I am such a person." Song Zhichao said, stood up, condescendingly, and stared at Fu Qingying with sharp eyes. "If you came here today and just talked about this, then you have finished talking and you can leave! If you came here with your children to demonstrate and put pressure on me, then I can tell you that you came to the wrong place!"

Fu Qingying was also angry, stood up, looked at Song Zhichao and said, "Did you refuse to admit defeat and refuse to bow to me once?"

Song Zhichao sighed, "If I bow my head, if I admit defeat, will you keep the child?" After saying that, he turned his head and looked at "Oscar", and his originally cold and ruthless eyes became gentle.

For some reason, Fu Qingying couldn't help but soften her heart when she saw Song Zhichao's subtle expression and said, "If you want, I can let him stay here for you for a few months..."

"I'll have to go back to Japan in the end?" Song Zhichao turned around and looked at Fu Qingying.

Fu Qingying nodded, "Yes."

"There is no need - people are used to it, and if they suddenly have it, they will become even more reluctant."

Fu Qingying opened her mouth but said nothing.

At this time, Song Haiming and Wang Jinfeng suddenly walked over with Oscar in their arms.

Song Haiming said to Song Zhichao with a kind face: "Achao, look, he is so cute when he was a child!"

"Yes, I'm drooling when I smile!" Wang Jinfeng said.

"Do you know how drooling was cured when you were a child? The folk remedy your mother found to let you suck the pig's tail!"

Seeing that his parents were so happy, Song Zhichao felt even more reluctant, but he had to say, "Qingying is leaving."

"Oh, is she leaving?"

"Ahem, that kid..." Wang Jinfeng hugged Oscar tightly with some helplessness.

Song Zhichao walked over and carried Oscar from his mother's arms.

The moment she hugged her, Song Zhichao could feel her mother's feeling of holding her tightly and unwilling to let her take it away.

Song Zhichao was about to return Oscar to Fu Qingying, but Oscar's little hand suddenly held Song Zhichao's thumb.

The little hand was very strong and tightly held.

For some reason, Song Zhichao's heart suddenly thrust.

"Hehe!" Oscar smiled in Song Zhichao's arms, and his pink little face rubbed against Song Zhichao's cheek and chin.

Fu Qingying took over the Oscar, Song Haiming and Wang Jinfeng watched her grandson with a eager look, her eyes were reluctant, full of heartache and nostalgia.

Song Zhichao took a deep breath, held his hands behind his back, and looked at Fu Qingying intently.

Fu Qingying seemed to feel the gaze of Song Zhichao behind her. She turned around and suddenly said to Oscar in her arms: "Come on - say goodbye to dad!"

Oscar waved his little hand and was speechless: "Dad...Dad..."
Chapter completed!