Accidentally got a cub and became the favorite of a wealthy family

There are three such cute babies.

Old Man Voloka looked at the three children carefully.

Each one looks so cute.

I can't put it down.

He turned around and spoke quickly in Italian to his assistant, who kept recording in a notebook.

Shen Tingmian was a little puzzled and quietly pulled the man's little finger.

"What is Grandpa talking about?"

Li Yunchen smiled and shook his head.

"Talking about the gifts for the three babies."

This is very similar to Du Ruo, who gives gifts as soon as they meet.

But it’s true, rich people have nothing but a lot of money.

Shen Tingmian looked at the old man and talked for almost 5 minutes in one breath.

I quickly said in English, "That's enough, Grandpa, don't send so much."

The old man laughed.

Be blunt.

“Anyway, after a hundred years, all my things will belong to you and them.

That's right, you are your parents' only child and my only heir.

I've heard before that China is a place that values ​​boys over girls, but it's not like that where we are.

This is true for both sons and daughters. In fact, in many cases, women have more decision-making power.

All that I have in Italy I leave to you, my lovely granddaughter.

Let’s go back to Italy sometime and I’ll show you around our family business.”

Du Ruo felt something was not right when he heard it.

How did it get to Italy again? There are so many family businesses, and her obedient daughter-in-law will never leave them.

"Old sir, is Mianmian the only heir in the family? I heard that you seem to have a grandson.

It is said that it is a posthumous child..."

This needs to be clarified.

Don’t let the other party think that they are here to fight for the family property, in case there is any ulterior motive.

"Well, now that I've found my real granddaughter, I'm no longer afraid of letting the family's shame be exposed.

That boy is not my son’s son at all. He is someone else’s child, and his mother insisted that he was from our Volokha family.”

Oh my god, there are so many secrets inside the wealthy families.

Shen Tingmian has always felt that Li Yunchen and his family don’t look like a wealthy family, probably because there aren’t so many bloody plots happening every day.

Sister Shen also stood up and spoke to Shen Tingmian at this time.

Shen Tingmian's mother was killed by this woman.

Old Man Voloka sighed, “I’m sorry that this person is still alive and well, but from now on, they will have nothing.

The blood debt needs to be repaid with blood!"

This meeting with Master Voloka brought both the joy of family reunion and the sadness of learning the truth about his parents' death.

At night, Shen Tingmian couldn't fall asleep for a long time in Li Yunchen's arms.

So she climbed out of the man's arms quietly, stepped on the thick carpet, and went to the baby room next door.

Looking at the sleeping babies, her heart softened.

Her parents must have been looking forward to her birth just like they were when she was pregnant.

If there hadn't been those accidents, wouldn't I have felt as happy as I do now, just looking at my baby's sleeping face?

It's a pity that her parents couldn't see all this.

I didn't see her grow up, nor did I see her get married and have children.

Tears fell silently.

Just then, a warm embrace embraced her from behind.

Shen Tingmian was a little stunned and wanted to wipe away her tears, but the man got there first.

No need to say a word.

He understood her feelings.

Li Yunchen stood with her and looked at the baby for a long time.

I can't get tired of watching it tonight.

"How about we bring the baby to our bed?"