Entering the wrong room, I became pregnant with the twins of the richest man

Xu Anya looked innocent: "Yeah, I know you're working, Xiao Yi said the same thing. But you seem to be thinking wrong, Nian He."

"I……"

Song Nianhe simply couldn't tell how miserable he was.

She specifically explained it, but it still seemed like... there was no three hundred taels of silver here!

"But then again." Xu Anya coughed, "Even if something really happened, it's normal. Right."

"No, I...I'm just working."

Xu Anya nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, we all know."

Then, without giving Song Nianhe a chance to speak again, Xu Anya looked at Si Moli: "Mr. Si, we just met yesterday. I was thinking about when the next meeting would be. I didn't expect to meet again today."

She pretended to have distanced herself from Si Moli, and did not even mention the matter of giving him advice in the morning.

Si Moli also understood it very well and said calmly: "We will see you again in the future, sister-in-law."

The corners of Xu Anya's mouth twitched and she reluctantly accepted the title.

Song Nianhe, on the other hand, almost choked to death.

"Sister-in-law... you, your name is Sister-in-law Anya?" Song Nianhe coughed several times, "Si Moli, can you also say it?"

"Did I call him wrong?" Si Moli asked.

Song Nianhe remained silent.

That's right, it's wrong, but it's quite awkward. Judging from Xu Anya's expression, she probably wasn't used to it.

Father Song spoke up: "Yes, that's what you should be called according to your seniority. But there is no need to be so polite, just relax."

"Yes," Mother Song agreed, "Come on, come on, everyone is here, please take a seat."

Song's father and Song's mother sat in the direction of the main seat.

Song Zhixu and Xu Anya sat next to each other.

Naturally, Si Moli and Song Nianhe sat together, with Song Weiyi sitting in the middle.

Father Song looked at this scene and nodded with satisfaction.

The whole family is finally together.

"Drink something?" Father Song pointed to the wine glass, "Zhixu, Si Moli, can you two drink today?"

Song Zhixu nodded: "Yes, Dad."

Si Moli also nodded: "It's my honor to have a drink with dad."

When the butler next to him heard this, he understood and immediately brought two bottles of white wine to the table.

Father Song could see that he was really happy.

My son and daughter-in-law are here, my daughter and son-in-law are also here, and there is also a cute and smart little grandson.

After two glasses of wine, Song's father's words became more serious: "At my age, I don't have many wishes anymore. I just hope that my family will be harmonious and prosperous. I have a grandson. If I have a granddaughter, that would be the icing on the cake." . Si Moli, you and Nian He... plan carefully, you are still young and can be reborn."

"As for Zhixu, you and Anya have had enough of this world together. When will I be able to hold a grandson? Look, when you got married, Xiao Yi was just born. Now, he can even go out on the streets to make soy sauce. No news yet from you two.”

Song Weiyi was eating with his head down, but when he heard Song's father's words, he immediately raised his head: "Grandpa, do I want to make soy sauce?"

"Forehead……"

"Where to go? Which store? Is it far?" Song Weiyi asked again, "Are you going now? Can you wait a moment? I'm hungry and want to eat something first."

It made Father Song laugh.

Song Nianhe wiped the rice grains from his mouth: "It's okay, just keep eating."

"Oh."

Song Weiyi continued to work hard.

Mom and Dad were by my side, so the meal tasted even better than usual.