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As soon as these words came out, the three of them were stunned.

"How were you born? Why couldn't Wen Rang and I?" He Shishen even asked repeatedly.

Wen Rang felt ashamed and kicked the opponent's heel.

"What did we give birth to? This is brother Qilin's, our niece." He Jiutang rolled his eyes.

Thinking about it, He Shishen felt a little abrupt.

"Come and sit." The man beside He Jiutang smiled at them.

The two nodded and sat down on the sofa.

"Wen Rang, this is my cousin He Jiutang, and this is me... Well, sister-in-law, ask Brother Feng." After He Shishen finished speaking, he introduced to the two of them: "This is Wen Rang, your prospective sister-in-law. .”

"Hello, my name is Mo Wenfeng, just ask me to ask Feng." Mo Wenfeng held the baby, not daring to speak too loudly, sounding a little gentle.

Even though Mo Wenfeng was holding the child, his back was straight, his lips were thin and his hair was broken, and his eyebrows were picturesque.

"Today I finally met Shi Shen's person. You don't have to be too restrained. We are all a family. Shi Shen can call me brother as you like."

He Shishen has a handsome appearance, probably in his early thirties, and exudes the temperament of a business elite.

Wen Rang could only nod in response.

He Shishen coughed bluntly and winked. It was only now that He Jiutang and Mo Wenfeng remembered that incident.

"Xiao Wen, don't worry, Shi Shen has explained it, we understand." He Jiutang tried to speak cryptically.

Wen Rang felt a little warm, since the other party knew his shortcomings, he was no longer so worried.

"Hey, give our niece a hug." He Shishen took the initiative to change the topic.

Mo Wenfeng got up carefully, and put the child in He Shishen's hands.

He Shishen had never held a child before, let alone such a small one, he was too nervous to move, "Wen Rang, look how small she is."

It was the same for Wen Rang, he stretched out his hand to hook the child's hand, it was too soft, he didn't even dare to touch the child's hand with a little more force.

"Cute." He Shishen's tone softened, "You should hug too."

After finishing speaking, she was about to send it to Wen Rang's arms, but Wen Rang didn't know how to hug her, so she took it clumsily.

————————So soft.

———————— I really want to kiss.

Wen Rang was influenced, what hunk can resist a little baby?

On the other hand, He Jiutang and Mo Wenfeng looked at the opposite two like two old fathers.

"Shi Shen, you're here." A middle-aged man came down from upstairs.

Wen Rang looked over, and he must be He Shishen's third uncle.

"Hello third uncle." He Shishen touched the child's ear, "I just arrived, where are the others?"

"Your uncle and Qilin are in the back kitchen, and your third aunt has gone to pick up your parents." Uncle He noticed Wen Rang and asked, "This is..."

"He is Wen Rang, the one I specially brought here today." He Shishen said softly.

In fact, Uncle He had guessed this way just now, but he guessed it right unexpectedly.

From the He family to He Shishen's generation, the population was not very prosperous. He Gong only had three sons, and the three sons gave the He family four grandchildren.

That is He Qilin, He Jiutang, He Shishen, and He Yibai.He Jiutang was the first to come out of the closet when he was not very prosperous, although the He family had already accepted this kind of thing frankly...

But when everyone saw that He Shishen brought home a handsome man, they still couldn't help being stunned.

This astonishment soon extended to He Qilin who appeared at this time, as well as He Shishen's uncle and aunt.

Wen Rang hugged the child on the sofa, neither sitting nor standing up, embarrassed.

"Sit down, sit down, it's okay, everyone sit down." Uncle He seemed to be downbeat.

At this time, more than half of the members of the He family were immediately sitting on the sofa, and Wen Rang felt that he was almost out of breath.

"You're tired." He Qilin rescued and took his precious daughter from Wen Rang.

Wen Rang shook his head and smiled politely.

"Dad, why did you come out, the kitchen doesn't care?" He Jiutang asked Mo Wenfeng close to him.

"Someone is watching, why don't you and Wenfeng go over and help." Uncle He took a paper towel from the table to wipe his hands.

He Jiutang shook his head, "Forget it, let's chat with Shishen and Xiaowen here."

Sure enough, they were people with experience. The members of He Jiutang's family didn't have any special feelings about Wen Rang's existence, as if they directly accepted Wen Rang as their family.

"Xiaowen, you don't have to be embarrassed, we are all family, and we are very happy that you came." The auntie smiled, she was really happy.

Nodding, this is what Wen Rang did the most today.

Soon, after not talking much, Wen Rang had already relaxed a lot, and there seemed to be no disharmony in the atmosphere.

I don't know what happened to He Shishen's parents, they only called when it was time for dinner to say they were coming soon, and asked everyone to sit down first.

There are many He family members, and the dining table is the traditional palace rectangular table, where people sit separately on both sides according to the order of seniority, and the husband and wife are next to each other. Naturally, Wen Rang sits next to He Shishen.

"dad."

"Hello grandpa."

Uncle He pushed a white-haired old man in a wheelchair over, and everyone stood up.

"Sit down, sit down, where are the second couple?" Mr. He laughed, then sat down on the leader of the bench, and scanned the crowd, "Shishen, where's yours?"

"Second Uncle and the others haven't arrived yet."

Wen Rang sat relatively back, and He Shishen's tall figure covered half of Wen Rang. From the position of Mr. He, there was no one there.

"Grandpa, he's..."

Before He Shishen finished speaking, Wen asked himself to stand up and bowed in He Gong's direction.

Although He Gong was a little surprised at that moment, he quickly recovered his calm state.

"It's okay, it's okay, take it easy and sit down, kid." He Gong nodded with a smile, "It's Wen Rang, right?"

"Yes." He Shishen replied for Wen Rang.

Mr. He stroked his beard and thought for a moment: "Xiaowen, is your father Wen Jianhao?"

Hearing this, he nodded his head.

"Wen Jianhao? Isn't that my high school classmate?" Uncle He was pleasantly surprised.

"Well, that's right. When I was working hard in the family business, I had Xiaowen's father under my command. I didn't expect that after more than 20 years, the children have grown up." Mr. He sighed.

—————— Their family is quite harmonious.

Wen Rang really felt the good family style of the He family, as well as everyone's high level of thinking, kindness and warmth.

He Shishen held the opponent's hand under the table, only to find that the opponent's palm was sweaty and a little cold.

———————Is he so nervous?

Afraid of being discovered, Wen Rang shook He Shishen's hand away with all his strength, and the other hand shook it again.

"Dad, and the big guys, I'm sorry, we are late for something."

Everyone looked behind and saw that it was He Shishen's parents who had arrived.

Hearing this made his heart flutter, and He Shishen wrapped his hands tighter.

"Nothing, nothing, it's still early." He Gong beckoned.

He's father and he's mother, today they were dressed up in a radiant manner, and He Shishen even suspected that He's mother was late because of her dressing up.

"Second, come and sit down."

"Second uncle and second aunt."

The people sitting there became quiet one after another, watching the plot with anticipation.

Father He and Mother He came over and looked at the crowd. Mother He couldn't hide her excitement and asked, "Son, where is our daughter-in-law?"

As expected, Wen Rang was still nervous, and immediately stood up, and He Shishen was moved, and both of them stood up.

Those two holding hands exposed everyone.