The little cutie is not obedient, the black-bellied president spoils her and gives birth to a baby

"You go in first, I'll get something." Song Cheng said as he walked to the back of the car and opened the trunk.

"What are you taking?" Hearing that Song Cheng was going to take something, Shen Yishu turned back.

"It's nothing, I just bought some casually. I don't know if grandpa likes it!" Song Cheng said as he took things out.

"And you still haven't bought anything. If you buy more, I'm afraid your trunk won't be able to hold it all, right?" Shen Yishu said in surprise, looking at the trunk full of things.

"They are not valuable things. I hope Grandpa doesn't mind."

"No, grandpa won't say anything even if you don't bring anything. Let me help you."

Song Cheng bought so many things that he couldn't even carry them all with both hands, so Shen Yishu helped him carry a few items.

Before the two men entered the house, several servants came up quickly and took the things from their hands.

"Where is grandpa?" Shen Yishu asked them.

"The old man is in the hall," the servant replied.

"Let's go, let's go find grandpa." Shen Yishu walked inside while talking to Song Cheng.

As soon as I walked into the house, I saw from a distance that Mr. Shen was playing with the cat in the hall with a ball of wool.

He just threw the ball of wool away, and the little white cat rolled the ball of wool in front of him. The man and the cat had a lot of fun playing together.

"Grandpa, don't you dislike cats? Why are you playing with it?" Shen Yishu walked up and hugged the little white cat in his arms and said.

"Your sister-in-law is not at home, and you are not coming back. The cat has no one to keep it company, and it keeps meowing all day. I have no choice but to play with it for a while."

Mr. Shen really doesn’t like cats. This is the first time Shen Yishu has seen him playing with a cat.

In fact, this white cat belongs to Ji Nanyue. She didn’t know that Mr. Shen didn’t like cats, so when she left with Shen Jingzhou, she specifically gave her cat to Mr. Shen to take care of.

Even though he didn't like cats, since his granddaughter-in-law gave the cat to him, he had to take good care of it, otherwise he would not be able to explain to her when she came back.

"The other cats at home also meow all day long, and I've never seen you play with any of them." Shen Yishu said while stroking the cat in his arms.

"How can other cats compare to this one? This is your sister-in-law's cat. What if she comes back and finds that I didn't take good care of it and gets angry?" said Mr. Shen as he stood up.

"Xiao Song is here." As soon as Mr. Shen stood up, he saw Song Cheng standing behind Shen Yishu.

"Hello, Grandpa." Song Cheng greeted politely.

"Okay, okay, you just got off work, come and sit down." While greeting Song Cheng, Mr. Shen walked to the sofa and sat down.

"Yes, Grandpa. I just got off work. I hope I didn't disturb you by coming here so late." Song Cheng said as he sat down opposite Grandpa Shen.

"Don't bother me, don't bother me. Have you been busy with work recently? I told Xiao Shu this morning that I hadn't seen you for a long time and asked her to bring you back for dinner. This girl brought you back without even saying hello to me."

"Grandpa, I told Shushu not to tell you. I wanted to give you a surprise." Song Cheng glanced at Shen Yishu and said.

"I'm really happy that you're here. Please accompany me for a few drinks later."

"Ask the kitchen to prepare some more side dishes." Mr. Shen instructed the servant beside him.

"Grandpa, Song Cheng is driving. How can he drive back after drinking?" When Shen Yishu heard that Grandpa Shen wanted to drink with Song Cheng, he quickly spoke up for him.

"There's a driver at home, I can just arrange for someone to take him back when the time comes."

"Xiao Song, how much can you drink?" Old Master Shen turned around and asked Song Cheng.

Song Cheng was just thinking that he could drink quite well when he suddenly saw Shen Yishu winking at him.

So he changed his words and said, "Grandpa, my alcohol tolerance is average. Except for drinking a little when I am with clients, I rarely drink."

When Mr. Shen heard that his alcohol tolerance was average, he said happily: "It's good that your alcohol tolerance is average!"

"Grandpa, what did you say?" Song Cheng didn't quite understand what he meant.

"I mean, our alcohol tolerance is average, so we should drink less later." Mr. Shen quickly changed his words.

Shen Yishu watched from the side and always felt that something seemed wrong, but she couldn't tell what it was.

"Grandpa, Song Cheng brought you a lot of things, all of which you like. I asked someone to put them in there." Shen Yishu said to Grandpa Shen.

"You kid, why do you bring so many things now that you are here? Don't do this again next time you come." Old Master Shen said to Song Cheng with a smile.

"I don't know what you like, so I just bought some at random. I hope you don't mind."

"I like whatever you bring, but we already have everything at home, so don't spend that money next time."

“I remember Grandpa.”

Seeing that Song Cheng and Grandpa were getting along well, Shen Yishu stood up and said, "Grandpa, you guys chat first. I'll go upstairs to change my clothes."

"Just do what you should do. I'll have a good chat with Xiao Song." Mr. Shen waved his hand and said.

Shen Yishu glanced at Song Cheng, then went upstairs with her bag.

Shen Yishu returned to her room, changed her clothes and lay down on the bed. Her grandfather was chatting with Song Cheng and she couldn't get a word in. She might as well stay in the room and play, so she simply didn't go downstairs.

Downstairs, Song Cheng and Mr. Shen were chatting quite speculatively. No matter what Mr. Shen talked about, he would chat with him for a while. Sometimes when Mr. Shen had nothing to say, he would also find new topics.

In this regard, Mr. Shen was quite satisfied with him.

The two chatted until it was time for dinner. Mr. Shen stood up and said, "Xiao Song, you must be hungry. Let's go eat."

Just as Song Cheng followed Mr. Shen to the restaurant, Shen Yishu came down from upstairs.

She caught up with Song Cheng, pulled his clothes, and asked in a low voice: "How was your chat with grandpa?"

"Very good." Song Cheng smiled at her gently.

When they arrived at the restaurant, Shen Yishu was about to sit down when Mr. Shen said to her, "Sit aside and let Xiao Song sit here."

"Grandpa, it's just a meal, it doesn't matter where you sit!" Shen Yishu didn't expect that her grandfather would let Song Cheng sit in her seat.

"Xiao Song can sit here and drink with me, but you can't drink, so sit aside."

"Xiao Song, come here quickly." Old Master Shen greeted Song Cheng warmly.

"Go and sit down." Shen Yishu said as he gave his seat to Song Cheng.

Song Cheng glanced at her, walked over to where she had just been and sat down.

"Go and get out my treasured wine." Mr. Shen said to the servant serving beside him.

"Grandpa, you two should eat something first before drinking. It's not good to drink on an empty stomach."