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    Xiang Xun was at school all afternoon and copied all the information on his computer to his tutor.

    Although foreign education methods are not very recognized in China, many tutors in the school came to copy them in the spirit of learning from each other’s strengths.

    In addition to publishing an SCI paper, Xiang Xun also wrote a paper focusing on teaching issues at home and abroad, which triggered discussions and heated discussions among many instructors.

    The principal directly called him and several other exchange students in the conference room and chatted with his mentor all afternoon.

    In the evening, after having dinner with the school teacher and several other exchange students, Xiang Xun took a taxi back. He drank some wine, not much, but he had always been a bad drinker. After only one or two drinks, his face turned red.

    When Xiang Xun opened the door and came in, Xiang Zhen was sitting on the sofa, holding his child and playing. Hearing the sound of the door opening, he got up and walked over: “Have you been drinking?”

    Xiang Xun changed his shoes and turned to look at him.

    No, to be precise, he was looking at the child in Xiang Zhen’s arms.

    The child, who was more than five months old, was white and tender, with a chubby face and a pair of dark eyes. Because it was the first time she saw Xiang Xun, she resisted a little and tugged on Xiang Zhen’s clothes to go back.

    Xiang Zhen held her in front of Xiang Xun and said, “Call me uncle.”

    The child said “ah” twice, grabbed Xiang Zhen’s clothes and started to bite, saliva dripping down. Xiang Zhen stretched out his hand to wipe her mouth: “Didn’t you just finish eating? Are you hungry again?”

    Xiang Xun reached out to hug her, but remembered the smell of alcohol on his body and retracted his hand: “I’m going to take a shower.”

    “Okay, your uncle has gone to take a shower. Let’s go and watch.” Xiang Zhen followed with the child in his arms.

    Xiang Xun walked to the door of the bathroom and unbuttoned his shirt with his fingers. He turned around and saw Xiang Zhenzhen following with the child in his arms. He tugged on his collar, turned around and went to the room, took out the watch from his luggage bag and handed it to Xiang Zhen.

    Xiang Zhen took it in his hand happily: “Is it really for me?”

    “Don’t give it to me.” Xiang Xun reached out to him.

    “Who said not to?” Xiang Zhen put the child in Xiang Xun’s arms and quickly put it on himself.

    Xiang Xun’s body froze, and the child in his arms felt a little at a loss. He lowered his head and looked at her with big eyes and small eyes. The child was soft, small and light. It smelled like milk, had two small lower teeth, and was babbling.

    She looks a lot like Fuhua.

    But those eyes clearly looked like he.

    Xiang Xun was stunned for a while, then lowered his head and kissed her face. The smell probably wasn’t right. The child realized that it was someone else holding him, and cried “Wow”.

    Xiang Zhen quickly took the child back: “Daddy is here, daddy is here, oh don’t cry, that’s uncle, isn’t uncle too ugly? Hahaha, you can’t do this to others, daddy is handsome, right?”

    The child shed tears, but stopped crying.

    Xiang Xun stretched out his hand to wipe her tears, and took out a box from the bottom of the luggage. It was a small gold lock that would last for a hundred years. He put it on the child, then took a change of clothes and prepared to go to the bathroom.

    Fu Hua heard the crying and came from the kitchen. As soon as she reached the door of the room, she bumped into Xiang Xun.

    “Is the child hungry?” She stretched her head to see and asked Xiang Xun, “Have you been drinking?”

    Xiang Xun nodded: “A little bit.”

    “Your face is very red.” Fu Hua reached out and touched his forehead, “You don’t have a fever, do you?”

    Xiang Xun pulled her into his arms and hugged her. The voice that fell in his ears was inexplicably aggrieved: “She won’t let me hold her.”

    Fu Hua’s hand that wanted to push away instantly lost all its strength: “She… she doesn’t know you. From now on, when we get to know each other…”

    Xiang Zhen shouted to Fuhua in the room: “That’s all his mother’s trick! Wife, don’t be fooled!”

    Xiang Xun leaned on her shoulder and said in a low voice, “You won’t let me hug you either?”

    It was so fatal that Fuhua simply didn’t know what to do.

    But at this moment, Xiang Xun carried Fu Hua and walked to the bathroom. Fu Hua pushed him in surprise and whispered to him to put her down. Xiang Zhen shouted from behind: “What are you doing?”

    Xiang Xun didn’t look back: “Would you like a wife or children? It’s your choice.”

    Xiang Zhen didn’t understand what nonsense he was talking about, and shouted without thinking: “I want them all!”

    “Oh.” Xiang Xun carried Fu Hua directly into the bathroom.

    Xiang Zhen stood there for a while with his eyes wide open, and then said “fuck”: “Xiang Xun, you mother, come out!”

    As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately covered the child’s ears: “Baby didn’t hear anything. Dad just spoke beautiful Chinese and didn’t use any curse words.”

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