After Getting Engaged To Mr. Shen

  Chapter 814 Extra Story 4

  It was already late when I returned to Canglan Bieyuan at night.

  Ming Qianye asked Shen Mingyu to go back to take a bath, and he also entered the room to take a comfortable bath.

By the time she came out of the bathroom refreshed, more than half an hour had passed. She glanced at the time and found that it was getting late, so she planned to ask Shen Tinglan to take a bath, and also went to see her son and accompany him .

  However, just as she was approaching the study, she heard some movement at the door just now. She immediately held back, thought for a while, and slowed down her pace.

   And, at this time, in the study.

  Shen Tinglan is also busy at the moment, vaguely aware of some noises around him, he immediately subconsciously followed the prestige, and sure enough, he saw his son looking up at the documents in his hand.

   "Did you take a shower? Still not sleeping?"

  Shen Tinglan put down the document in his hand for a while, reached out to wrap his arms around the little guy's back, pulled him into his arms, and stretched out his hand to pinch his face...

"dad…"

  Shen Mingyu is still very dependent on Shen Tinglan's father, and he admires his father very much on weekdays. Now he also climbed up on his father's lap and sat down on Shen Tinglan's lap.

   "Huh? What's wrong?"

  Shen Tinglan's deep eyes were also filled with a trace of tenderness, it was obvious that his son had something to say to him.

  Shen Mingyu hesitated for a while, and finally said—

   "Dad, do you like me?"

  Shen Tinglan didn't expect his mature and steady son to ask him this question.

  However, having been taught a lot by Ming Qianye, he will no longer be stingy with expressions, so he immediately replied—

   "You are my son, who else can you like if you don't like your father?"

  Shen Mingyu listened, his eyes filled with starlight, and he said immediately, "Dad, I heard that my mother likes my little sister very much. Before I was born, pink clothes and toys were always prepared at home."

   "It's nonsense, it's just that she feels that she wants to have a daughter. She doesn't have any patriarchal concept. It doesn't matter if it's a boy. Boys are worry-free and sensible. Your mother's temperament is not suitable for raising a daughter."

"Why?"

  Shen Mingyu asked curiously.

   "She can't even take care of herself well, and she works so **** weekdays that she can't spare much effort to take care of her. But mom and dad naturally have to be responsible for you after giving birth to you."

   "So, is it because Dad is worried that Mom is too tired and can't take care of her well, so he doesn't have a little sister with Mom?"

   Shen Mingyu asked, his voice still a little lost.

   Now, if Shen Tinglan can't understand what his son means, then he is a fool!

  He immediately stretched out his hand and rubbed the little guy's head, and said with a low smile—

   "What? Come talk to Dad? Do you want a little sister?"

  Shen Tinglan's voice fell, Shen Mingyu nodded immediately, and looked at Shen Tinglan expectantly—

   "Can I? Daddy...I want a little sister to play with..."

"Dad can understand your feelings, but, dad only wants you as a son. Sometimes it's not good to really have brothers and sisters. You see, mom and dad are just themselves, isn't it good? You You can go out and make more reliable friends, and these friends will become your childhood friends in the future. Just like Dad, Uncle Buzheng, and Uncle Longyao."

Shen Tinglan had no intention of having a second child at all, and seeing how hard it was for Ming Xiaoye to conceive a son and give birth to a son, he couldn't bear it. In addition, after the son was born, they originally had their own time as husband and wife. There are very few, and some are given to the sons, and there are not many for themselves. If there is another one, let alone...

   "But, Dad..."

   "No, but, don't think too much, you are the only one for mom and dad. Well, it's late, go back and have an early rest, get up early tomorrow morning and go to the training room with dad to fight boxing."

  Shen Tinglan directly rejected his son's request.

   "Oh...well then..."

  Shen Mingyu knew that his father had always made a decision and it was difficult to change it, so he could only withdraw his thoughts at this moment.

   "Well, good boy, if you like your sister, you can go to Uncle Long Yao's house, they have a little sister."

"oh…"

  He wanted his own sister, and he didn't care about other people's younger sisters, but he didn't dare to say it now, so he had no choice but to leave the study.

   Soon, the study room became quiet.

  Shen Tinglan also picked up the file again and continued to read it.

   And at this moment, the door suddenly looked, Ming Qianye was standing at the door, looking in the direction of the door outside, after a while, she saw her walking in.

  She listened to the conversation just now.

  Shen Tinglan looked at her like this, and knew that she must have eavesdropped just now, so she stretched out her hand and said with a low smile—

   "What's the matter with him? Why did he suddenly say this?"

Ming Qianye looked away, walked towards him, and said, "How do I know? When I was looking at the clothes in the store just now, he suddenly came to me and told me about it. I didn't know how to tell him, and then Say, you agree, I have no problem."

   "You will shirk."

  Shen Tinglan smiled helplessly, and stretched out his hand to embrace her in his arms.

"However, senior, do you really don't want to have another one? While I'm still young and in good health, why don't you think about it, otherwise, in a few years, I'll be forty, and it won't be easy for me to want it. "

  Ming Qianye stared at him faintly, and asked this question very seriously.

   "Well, enough is enough, and there are too many to worry about. Refer to the Ming family and the Shen family, and you will know."

  Shen Tinglan still has some shadows in her heart. In fact, it's better to have a simpler home.

   "If you are worried about your son being lonely, you can train him a few more playmates from the orphanage in the future."

"is this okay?"

Ming Qianye frowned, pondered for a while, and then said, "It seems to be good, at least, now Tang Feng and Song Yun are very good, and we can cultivate a think tank when the time comes, our business We can also arrange it ourselves, and one day even if we are old, the children will not have much burden."

   "Well, our current life has already satisfied me, and I don't expect too much from others."

  Shen Tinglan is very satisfied with the status quo. The relationship between him and Shen Xun has now been eased. With Shen Xun's help, many things in the Shen Group are very easy, and he can also spare more time to spend with his family.

   "By the way, Dad said that he can accompany Xiaoyu to the grandparent-grandson interaction in the summer camp. I don't have any objections here. What about your side?"

  Ming Qianye did not forget this matter either.

   "Well, it's okay, let them go. Actually, I went to Mingwei Technology to sit for a while this afternoon. Grandpa and Dad were both there. YJ won the project."

   "Really? That's really great! Big order, take it, and the past two years will be easy... Seniors also help?"

  Shen Tinglan smiled quietly.

  But Ming Qianye already knew the answer, after thinking about it, he couldn't help leaning over and kissing him on the face...

  If Shen Tinglan is her destiny, she is suddenly glad that she has been maintaining this luck and not losing it...

  Maybe, sometimes, doing your part well and leaving the rest to time and fate is also the best way to welcome luck...

  PS: This is the end of the full text with additional extras. Thank you for your company along the way. It may be a long time since I left this time, the sea of ​​books is vast, I hope we can see each other again then. Goodbye, everyone! I love you all, I wish you a bright future, see you in the future! !

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