Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

Chu Li raised her eyes and stared directly at the little girl standing in front of the door, the child named Chu Xiang who was adopted by his mother.

"Come here," Chu Li stretched out her hand, Chu Xiang froze, and walked over, the child's new clothes, a brand-name costume, but even so, the pierced through the bones It came out, but still a kind of small family spirit.

The reason why he doesn't like this child is that he doesn't have much relationship with the looks, but the eyes of this child, he thinks that he is good at knowing people. Do n’t say a child, an opponent in the business field, as long as he looks at it, he will know What is the nature of this person, good or bad, treacherous or cheating. This child is not old, but he has a heart that has a stomach, and there is a child's innocence, but there is also an adult's calculation. He does not believe that she is He really hit his mother by accident and took her home again.

At such a small age, I have a stomach, whether it is a fuel-saving lamp, but he has also been an eye-catcher, playing with scheming, and calculating, since thousands of people are not as good as his management committee, he did not feel much strange, Not every child is naive, nor is every child innocent.

"How old?" Chu Lu looked at the child, not too much like the same child, but a rival.

Chu Xiang enlisted for a moment, and when she saw the calmness of Chulu, she was instinctively afraid, and her dodging from left to right was afraid to look directly at the excessively serious look on Chulu's face.

"Say, how old are you?"

Chu Lu opened the drawer and went to get the cigarette, but when he saw the child under his eyelids, he threw the cigarette in again.

Chu Xiang was shocked by Chu Li's voice, his face pale.

"I ... I'm five years old."

At the age of five, Chu Li looked at the child in front of her. At the age of five, she was so small. No wonder he saw it at first glance and thought he was a three- or four-year-old child.

"Xiangxiang, Xiangxiang." Song Wan came to Chuxiang again.

"Alu ..." With a bang, Song Wan directly opened the door of Chulu's study. "Alu, did you see my fragrance?" As a result, Song Wan came in and saw Chuxiang again. , Immediately ran over and hugged Chu Xiang.

"Oh, my family is here, but it makes grandma easy to find."

"Grandma ..." Chu Xiang coquettishly wrapped her small body into Song Wan's arms, and the kind of twilight thought softened Song Wan's whole heart.

Chu Lu sat on her office chair, staring at everything in front of her, and raised her lips unconsciously.

"Come here, Alu, hug your daughter," Qinwan gave Chulu the child in his arms and asked him to hug him.

Chu Li extended his hand generously.

Chu Xiang naturally came to Chu Li's arms, but when her little hand was placed on Chu Li's shoulders, and it was held by hand from time to time, Chu Lu's brows frowned, There is no pit noise.

"Look at your expression?" Song Wan took the child from Chu Li's arms. "But just to let you hold a child, you are so reluctant. My Xiangxiang is so beautiful, you still hate it. What? "

"Mom, I don't."

Chu Li wanted to explain, but in the end it felt like saying nothing.

"You hold it," Song Wan shoved the child in her arms to Chu Jiang, and Chu Jiang also clung to Chu Xiang somewhat helplessly. In fact, he could only shake his head rigidly, staring at the arms in his arms. This is a very strange child.

Perhaps only Song Wan likes this child in the whole family. As for Chu Jiang and Chu Li, they are really only forced to accept it, but it feels that love can be cultivated. Maybe it ’s a long time before it ’s really raised. Feelings came out.

Song Wan pulled Chu Li and scolded at his dog's **** head, which was also a disappointment. When she went back, she teased her newly recognized granddaughter.

"Would you like to think about it again?" Chu Jiang was afraid that his wife would be mad at this time, and decided that this was the case, but when he thought about it, he regretted it. After all, it was the adoption of a child, not a cat, dog, or cat. Dogs and the like, and regardless of whether the child is male or female in the future, he will have the right to inherit the entire Chu family. It is so easy to decide whether it is too hasty.

"No need," Song Wan is very firm. She is also a stubborn person. Anyway, Chu Xiang she has been identified and raised, and she called her grandma. She is with her every day. Yes, she already has feelings for this child. If she is sent away again, she won't be sad.

"Why, do you think Xiang Xiang is a girl?" Song Wan stared at Chu Jiang with threatening eyes. As long as Chu Jiang dared to say a word, she would run away from home.

Chu Jiang shook his head. "I didn't mean that. Men and women are already equal now. Granddaughter and granddaughter are fine. I just want you to think about it. After all, as long as it is written in our Chu family register, it will be our Chu family in the future. Child. "

"I decided," Song Wan stood up. "I'll have someone come over tomorrow to officially adopt the child."

"Are you going to discuss it with Alü?"

Chu Jiang mentioned his son, hoping that his wife can think about it a lot. There are many opportunities to choose. He doesn't necessarily have to be that fragrant. He always feels that the child's son is not too fond. This is his granddaughter, but he wants to call his son If it ’s a dad, if it ’s not close to his son, is n’t it troublesome?

"Aren't you clear about Alu's temperament? He won't care about it," Song Wan said, but she wasn't worried about these at all, anyway, she just decided that she would adopt this child.

Chu Lu was sitting in the hospital again. He took off his coat and couldn't see that he was injured. But as soon as the clothes were taken off, the clothes were stained with blood.

"How did you do that?" Gao Yi took the scissors and cut off his clothes.

This dress is not cheap. He cut it and bought one more. Anyway, he has more money and he is stupid.

After Kaka's scissors, Chu Li's wound was exposed. The wounds that were going to be scabbed actually cracked, and even the gauze was almost red with blood. I do n’t know how he could bear it. In this series of actions, he replaced it with someone else. It ’s been a long time ago, but he did n’t. He did n’t even hum. He seemed to be hurt not by him but by others. It ’s like it ’s not his body that hurt, but a piece of pork belly. .

This is because the gravity splits. Did the man carry something or did he fight?