"Invite your classmates to go to the north to see the snow and travel around Kyoto."

Lao Jiu said: "If we don't go, they all have to play games. I just want to play in Wancheng for a few days, that's all."

"Just right, take Yangyang."

Lao Jiu: "..."

"Accumulate some experience in raising children so that you can coax your nephew well in the future. Don't you want your nephew to be close to you?"

Lao Jiu: "..."

He felt that his elder brother seemed to be targeting him.

It's the taste.

Because he and his sister-in-law were talking and laughing.

"Haitong?"

A somewhat confused shout came from not far away.

Everyone looked at it.

Saw Zhou Honglin.

Zhou Honglin came to pick up guests at the airport.

When Haitong looked at him, he was sure that what he saw was his former sister-in-law, his wife, and his son Yangyang.

Yangyang was held by a tad-headed boy.

After watching carefully for a while, Zhou Honglin remembered that the person holding Yangyang was the ninth young master of the Zhan family.

In the past, Zhan Yin had concealed his identity. When his family came over, Zhou Honglin and Hai Ling had not yet divorced. They met the Zhan family as Haitong's natal family.

Zhou Honglin had met all the young masters of the Zhan family.

There were just a few of them, but he wasn't very impressed.

Zhou Honglin told the guest to wait a moment, then trotted over, his eyes first falling on his son's small body.

"Haitong, are you here today? Have you called a taxi?"

Zhou Honglin asked Yu, he reached out and touched Yangyang's face again, his eyes were soft, "Yangyang is asleep." JrNovels.com