Three Treasures from Heaven, CEO Daddy Can't Run

Qin Yawei met Shao Zhanlin's gaze, nervous with anticipation.

"Money, house, car, resources, whichever you want, I will try my best to satisfy you."

Let's talk about this.

Marriage is, of course...impossible.

Hearing the voice-over, knowing that there is no need to rush this matter, the light in Qin Yawei's eyebrows dimmed.

"I see."

A moment of disappointment flashed across Qin Yawei's eyes, but she soon regained her composure and changed the subject:

"Since it is a genetic test, no sample is as comprehensive and accurate as taking blood directly."

Qin Yawei obviously came prepared. While speaking, she took out a whole set of blood collection equipment from her bag.

First prick the finger with a blood collection needle, and the punctured fingertip will soon have blood droplets as big as beans, which is shocking to watch.

Qin Yawei didn't change her face, and dripped the blood into the centrifuge tube calmly.

After dropping a few drops before stopping, Qin Yawei put the centrifuge tube on Shao Zhanlin's desk after closing the lid.

"Ten milliliters should be enough."

Freshly collected blood and human hair.

Which one will give more accurate results.

Shao Zhanlin also knew this shameless explanation, his eyes dimmed, and he pursed his lips to signal Zhou Jin:

"You take it for a run and send it to Huo Shaoyuan."

Shao Zhanlin didn't say it clearly, but Zhou Jin who has been with him for so many years is not a fool.

Since he knew what he meant, he wanted him to hand over the centrifuge tube to Huo Shaoyuan himself.

Knowing the importance of this matter, Zhou Jin didn't dare to delay, picked up the centrifuge tube on the table and turned to leave the office.

Shao Zhanlin and Qin Yawei were left behind.

Seeing that all the irrelevant people left, Qin Yawei still wanted to say something to Shao Zhanlin, but Shao Zhanlin was not in the mood, and directly issued the order to evict:

"I'll let you know the result. It's nothing, you can go."

Indifferent words, merciless.

It was as if standing in front of him was not his child's mother, but an insignificant person.

Qin Yawei was stung by his indifferent attitude, in order to avoid offending him, she had no choice but to leave even though she was unwilling.

……

Dijing Lanting

Now that mother and son recognize each other, Shao Yijin can no longer wear Jiang Yihan's clothes.

In the afternoon, Jiang Nuantang took him to the mall to buy some clothes suitable for him.

When taking a bath at night, seeing his son's clumsy movements, Jiang Nuantang couldn't hold back, and offered to help again.

This time, Shao Yijin finally did not refuse.

After bathing his son, Jiang Nuantang also went back to his room to take a shower.

When he came out of the shower, he saw his son standing at the door of the bedroom wearing the newly bought cartoon pajamas.

Seeing Jiang Nuantang, Shao Yijin's eyes lit up, and immediately pulled the hem of his clothes, his face was red, and he said shyly:

"Mommy, can I sleep with you tonight?"

While speaking, Shao Yijin cast her eyes elsewhere, not daring to meet Jiang Nuantang's eyes.

Unexpectedly, his words made Jiang Nuantang's heart soften again, and he looked at his son tenderly:

"You want to sleep with Mommy?"

After getting along for an afternoon, Shao Yijin got closer to Jiang Nuantang, and when she heard her question, she nodded vigorously without hesitation:

"think."

"Come on then!"

After getting the answer, Shao Yijin's expression became brighter again.

Before Jiang Nuantang could speak, she climbed onto the bed and covered herself with the quilt.

After Jiang Nuantang finished applying the skin care lotion, she also lay down on the bed.

Shao Yijin was lying on the same bed with someone for the first time, feeling novel and unfamiliar, and couldn't help being a little excited.

But he was worried that Jiang Nuantang would be disturbed by the noise, so he tried his best to restrain himself, so that his spirit became tense.

Feeling the stiffness of the people around her, Jiang Nuantang felt helpless and distressed.

Turning off the light and lying down, I took the initiative to reach out and embrace the little guy who was motionless and lying down neatly beside me into my arms.

"Go to sleep!"

Those two simple words easily relieved Shao Yijin's nervousness.

Closing her eyes, smelling the smell of her mother's breath, Shao Yijin fell asleep peacefully.

……

The next day

Wheaton Kindergarten

As expected of Jincheng's aristocratic school with exorbitant tuition fees, the ostentation of sending students to school is no less than a large luxury car show.

In contrast, Jiang Nuantang's scooter seemed a bit dwarfed by the crowd of high-end cars, but she didn't care.

Carried Shao Yijin out of the car, carried his schoolbag, and walked inside holding his hand, stopping at the door, and exhorted the little guy:

"Listen to the teacher at school. Mommy will pick you up at night."

The so-called instructions are just routine, and Jiang Nuantang is not worried at all about Shao Yijin making trouble.

It's really that this son is so well-behaved and so worry-free. Compared with the other two little devils, he is so restrained that he is not like a normal child.

Sometimes Jiang Nuantang even hopes that he can make a fuss and stop being trapped in the rules and regulations, living so tiringly.

But she also knows that this kind of thing can't be rushed, and can only be done step by step.

"it is good."

Shao Yijin obediently agreed, feeling warm in her heart.

Although the housekeeper also sent him to school in the same way, the housekeeper never let him listen to the teacher.

Because no matter what he provokes, the family can settle it.

But that kind of sincere concern cannot be exchanged with any amount of money.

It turns out that this is what it feels like to be sent to school by mommy.

Saying goodbye to Jiang Nuantang, Shao Yijin briskly walked towards the school with a joyful heart. The person on duty at the door happened to be Teacher Wang Pandan from their class.

When passing by her, Shao Yijin rarely took the initiative to greet her:

"Good morning, Teacher Wang."

"Good morning, kid Yijin..."

The kid just finished speaking three words.

Wang Pandan, who was standing at the door on duty, was stunned.

It was Shao Yijin who greeted her now, but who was the one who went in before?

Did she see it wrong?

The female teacher was in a mess, and the instigator who made her doubt herself was at the southwest corner of the campus.

I found a sparsely populated place, made sure that no one was passing by, climbed up to the iron railing in twos and twos, stepped over it, jumped, and landed firmly on the ground.

As soon as he stood firm, he saw a white car parked not far away, and a beautiful figure leaned against the car, taking in all his movements.

Seeing the other party, Jiang Yihan's eyes lit up, and he didn't feel guilty at all. He ran over three steps at a time, and threw himself into Jiang Nuantang's arms.

"Mommy."

Jiang Yihan hugged Jiang Nuantang tightly. Although he took the initiative to stay in Shao's house, it didn't mean he didn't miss home at all.

Jiang Nuantang knew what he was thinking, and she didn't refuse, so she just let him hold her, and then pushed him away after a while, acting helpless:

"Are you really going to stage Infernal Affairs like this every day?"