The Magnate’s Six-year-Old Niece

"So fast?"

Rongqing couldn't help but get nervous, "Did you come back just to celebrate Nian's birthday?"

Instead, Si Muen looked at her with a very strange look, "Yes."

Thinking of her behavior of staying up for days and nights to complete all the tasks before finally having time to fly back home, Rong Qing felt like a big fool.

She tried her best to come back to see this man, but there was no place for her in this man's heart at all.

"Muan, I..."

"Nian Nian, be careful!"

Si Muen rushed out like an arrow and caught Si Niannian who almost fell down while playing games.

Rongqing watched Si Mu'en lovingly rubbing Si Niannian's head, and the big stone blocking his heart became heavier and heavier.

At this moment, the door opened, and Lu Wanqin walked in with Guan Bao.

"Auntie, take care of the treasure."

Si Niannian trotted to meet him.

Lu Wanqin gave Si Niannian the gift box in his hand, and kissed her on the face, "Happy birthday, baby."

Guan Bao also wanted to kiss, but was pulled back by Lu Wanqin.

She tapped him on the head, "How many times have I told you that girls can kiss casually?"

Guan Bao covered his head with a look of grievance, "But Niannian is my sister."

"Neither can my sister."

Lu Wanqin pushed Guan Bao into the crowd, "Go and play games with them."

Si Muen enthusiastically brought Lu Wanqin to the tea case, "I haven't seen you for so long, and my aunt is beautiful again. Now in Beicheng, women with temperament like you are nowhere to be found."

There is no woman who doesn't like to be praised, and Lu Wanqin is the same. She patted Si Muen's shoulder with a smile, but looked at Si Xiyou.

"I said, your son is more promising than you. I think when you were as old as Mu En, you wouldn't use these sweet words to coax girls."

"Auntie, I'm telling the truth. You look more beautiful now than you were a few years ago. The man chasing you is probably going to line up around Beicheng?"

Si Muen said with a smile, and at the same time winked at his father.

Si Xiyou looked helpless, got up to make room for Lu Wanqin, "How is Uncle Lu lately?"

"It's okay, but there is a child at home suddenly, and he has too many things to worry about."

Lu Wanqin shook his head, "My dad probably owed Lu Nanqing in his last life, and he gave her all the hard work in this life."

The two of them chatted happily over there, but Si Muen on the side was melancholy.

Sitting next to Si Xinghe, he complained in a low voice, "My dad is really serious, the topic is not about Grandpa Lu, or about the L group, and he talks about serious business affairs without any interest at all, no wonder I still No stepmother."

Si Xinghe smiled and glanced at the very embarrassed look next to him, and chuckled, "You and your father are half a pound against each other."

"Ah?" Si Muen looked puzzled.

Si Xinghe didn't bother to remind, so he turned to talk to Zhou.

As for the three old people, they were fighting the landlord next to them, forming a world of their own, with a posture that no one would disturb them.

In the end, Rong Qing couldn't bear it any longer, "Mu En, we..."

"Okay, the game time is over. Next, we will invite the intelligent robot butler of our dynasty to serve you a delicious buffet."

Toy's voice sounded again.

Everyone's attention was drawn to the past, but Rong's words still couldn't be said.