The little guy immediately raised his hand: "Beibei is going, Beibei hasn't attended the annual meeting yet."

Old Master Sheng's face was serious, and he said angrily: "What are you going to do? It's not a good name."

"Grandfather also thinks that Beibei is a wild child?" Sheng Sibei's big eyes rolled twice, and the tears that had been finally stopped immediately came up again, and he said aggrievedly: "Why can everyone go? Beibei can't, grandpa... Please let Beibei go once, please? Beibei really wants to go."

"No, your father won't go, so what's the point if you go? How should I answer when people ask? Could it be that I picked you up from the side of the road?"

"Beibei didn't pick it up from the side of the road." Sheng Sibei said to Sheng Muhan with tears in his eyes, "Daddy, I'm the little baby of the Sheng family, right?"

"My Sheng family doesn't have such a nuisance like you."

"Grandpa, Beibei is not a nuisance, nor is Beibei a wild child... Huh..." The child Sheng Sibei slid off the chair and ran away crying.

Gu Xintong knew that Sheng Sibei was a showman early in the morning, but she still chased him out with a sandwich: "Beibei, don't you want to eat your sandwich? If you don't want to eat it, give it to me..."

"Look at what you did, you made Bei Bei cry again." Mrs. Sheng gave the old man an annoyed look.

The old man looked at her and Sheng Muhan innocently, "What's wrong? What did I say wrong?"

"Grandpa." Sheng Muhan stared at him and said word by word: "I will participate."

"Oh, remember to bring Xintong to attend." The old man took a mouthful of the porridge in the bowl and said nonchalantly, "Today's shrimp porridge tastes good."

"Grandpa thinks it's appropriate to bring a fool to the annual meeting?" Sheng Muhan's eyes turned cold little by little.

"Inappropriate." Old Master Sheng shook his chopsticks: "I don't think it's even more appropriate to take a child there."

"..." Sheng Muhan put the chopsticks in his hand on the table, his cold eyes were still fixed on the old man's face: "Grandpa, Beibei is the child born in our marriage with Xinyu, what is it about him that doesn't appeal to you, you Do you want to treat him like this?"

"But Yang Xinyu conceived him before marriage, so it's unfair." Mr. Sheng also put down his chopsticks: "Also, I don't like Yang Xinyu's kind of promiscuous woman before marriage, and I have never recognized her." She is my granddaughter-in-law."

"grandfather……"

"I'm full, eat slowly." Old Master Sheng stood up from his chair and walked towards the restaurant door.

Sheng Muhan sat on the chair without saying a word.

Mrs. Sheng looked at him, then looked at the direction where Mr. Sheng left, coughed lightly, and said, "What age is it, and you still have sex before marriage, Mu Han, don't take it to heart, your grandfather is an old-fashioned thinker .”

Sheng Muhan still didn't say a word, picked up his chopsticks again and ate breakfast slowly.

Sister Jin on the side said: "Second young master, it's not a bad thing to attend the annual meeting. We can invite Miss Gu as well, and let her cultivate a good relationship with the young master by taking advantage of the annual meeting."

Mrs. Sheng nodded in agreement: "That's right."

Gu Xintong chased Beibei to the backyard, and when she was some distance away from the main house, Gu Xintong stopped, struggling with one hand and panting: "Okay, stop pretending, I can't run soon Moved."

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