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696 Wedding Eve [End of 2](1/2)

Seeing Zhan Qiyan teasing the little guy, Li Huan's attention was quickly diverted.

Maybe...it's really what kind of garden exhibition park is going to be built in Yuncheng City.

Li Huan felt that she was rare and strange.

After giving birth, he became Sherlock Holmes.

Leave it alone...

How could there be so many suspicious points?

What if they really built a garden exhibition park that keeps pace with the times?

What castle church has to be built?

As for the flowers... they have to be transported by air.

Thinking of this, Li Huan felt much more relieved and felt much better.

Just be right if you have a right sense of truth.

...

At night:

After taking a shower and feeding milk, Li Huan originally wanted to watch the news or look for gossip online about the Garden Expo project in Yuncheng City, but unexpectedly, he didn't see the news, and all he saw was his own gossip.

Li Huan: “…”

Um……

It was all the things that happened whether he and Zhan Qiyan got married...

It's been hype for a month.

Is it over everyone?

Why can't you dig out some interesting news?

This is obviously a couple who participated in the show together, and they also attended the award ceremony and gave birth to a child. What's the relationship between them if they weren't?

Weibo user I'm the truth: In fact, the Zhan family is a prominent family, but the population is small. There is no news. Li Huan must give birth to three sons in one go before he can enter the Zhan family.

Weibo netizens Qinghao today: Let’s get what you need. Li Huan got good resources. As for Mr. Zhan, I just play around with it. I didn’t expect that I would just make you have a big belly.

Weibo netizens said: Everyone should spread apart. To be honest, don’t you think all this is our own speculation? The person involved didn’t even respond to nothing. We have to write a book and use it as a novel, t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t

Li Huan: “…”

really……

I still have time to watch everyone fight on Weibo, and I am really idle enough.

Li Huan originally wanted to take advantage of the popularity of the small account, but she didn't expect that the comments on the small account were all asking for money.

Weibo user Dongbei: Didn’t you agree to forward it to Weibo and if Li Huan and Mr. Zhan fake marriage, would you pay 100? Why is the blogger missing? Are you afraid of losing all your money, so you dare not admit it?

Li Huan: “…”

This is really not...

The forwarding volume has exceeded 10,000.

To be honest, if you can all make it, you can earn 100,000 yuan.

Li Huan's eyes dimmed a little.

It seems that I and Zhan Qiyan can't always think about playing hide-and-seek with everyone... Ignore everyone.

It also needs to be clarified appropriately... Only in this way can we get everyone's compensation.

Thinking of this, Li Huan immediately thought of Xiao Jiujiu.

Zhan Qiyan came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, and saw Li Huan holding the screen of his mobile phone in his small hand, looking like he racked his brains and was thinking hard.

Zhan Qi Yan curled his lips and then walked forward, his eyes falling on Li Huan.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm wondering how to get back the money for our son's milk powder."

Li Huan bit her lip and spoke seriously, without any intention of joking.

Zhan Qi Yan: "..."

Um……

Milk powder money?

Zhan Qiyan roughly glanced at Li Huan's mobile phone screen and immediately knew.

this……

It’s indeed the money for milk powder, so I have to come back.

"Leave this to me."

Li Huan: “…”

What?

Isn’t Zhan Qiyan a little busy with work recently?

Thinking of this, Li Huan immediately turned off the screen of his mobile phone, took the bath towel from Zhan Qiyan's big hand, and carefully wiped the man's wet hair.

"Uncle Zhan, I am a good wife. Just leave this kind of thing to me like this... If you are busy with work recently, don't worry about these gossips on Weibo."

Li Huan speaks seriously, coquettishly and cutely.

Zhan Qiyan listened to Li Huan's childish words, his eyes were infinitely deep.

"That's true."

Zhan Qiyan nodded and then said, "But, I still want to deal with it myself... so that you can worry, otherwise you will just clarify... Everyone will only think that you are making excuses. What the public needs is my opening, right?"

Li Huan: “…”

This hurts people...

How many women in the entertainment industry are hyping up scandals themselves?

right……

The point is that a man needs to nod.

This is quite cruel.

Li Huan nodded, then said obediently and sensiblely: "Uncle Zhan, I'll leave it to you..."

After pausing, Li Huan looked curious about the baby and raised her eyebrows and said, "Uncle Zhan, you haven't said what you plan to do yet."

"Well...secret."

Li Huan: “…”

The man is pretending to be deep here again.

Still a secret...

Li Huan laughed a little, and Zhan Qi Yan's low words continued to ring in his ears.

"But it's definitely a one-time solution...to completely solve your worries."

Li Huan: “…”

The man's words are sure and there is no objection.

Now that Li Huan has made a promise to fight Qi Yan, he is also slightly relieved.

"good."

"Um."

Zhan Qiyan nodded, signaling Li Huan not to wipe his wet hair anymore, and said softly: "I'll do it myself, you should rest quickly, otherwise if Zhan Qing wants to drink night milk later... your body will not be able to bear it."

Zhan Qi Yan also felt more moved by his mother's greatness after having a child.

Breastfeeding alone restricts the mother's time and energy.

Especially night milk... it made Li Huan unable to sleep well.

If you can't sleep well at night, it's useless to make up for more during the day.

Li Huan listened to Zhan Qiyan's concerns and knew that the man was worried about him, so he curled his lips and smiled.

"Okay, listen to you."

"Um."

...

Li Huan yawned and fell asleep quickly.

But Zhan Qiyan seemed to be busy and fell asleep very late.
To be continued...
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