Yang Jun smiled and accepted everyone's congratulations calmly.

The five secretaries, except Xie Gang, all congratulated him sincerely.

This Xie Gang was not good at interpersonal relationships. He stood behind the crowd, with a smile on his face and his lips opening and closing, but Yang Jun didn't hear what he said.

However, today is a happy day for Yang Jun, and he is too lazy to argue with him.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "At that time, everyone will come to my house for a wedding banquet." Yang Jun said.

"sure."

"Our red envelopes are ready."

At this time, Huang Yani teased: "Minister, can sister Qingmeng and I go too?"

When Yang Jun heard this, his head turned black.

"You...just forget it, you two."

"Don't worry, we have prepared the red envelopes. We just want to enjoy a glass of wedding wine."

Huang Yani smiled and looked at him expectantly.

"Huang Yani, you've had enough."

When Yang Jun saw that everyone was there, there were some things he couldn't say.

"Have you finished your work? Don't poke fun at me if you have nothing to do."

Seeing this, Jiang Haitao clapped his hands: "It's over, it's over, let's go back to work."

After saying that, go out first.

Nalan Qingmeng stayed at the end, watching everyone go out, and quickly took something out of his pocket and stuffed it into Yang Jun's hand.

"Mr. Yang, this is my little thought for the child. You must accept it."

After saying that, he turned around and ran out.

Holding something wrapped in a pink handkerchief with Nalan Qingmeng's body temperature in his hand, Yang Jun had mixed feelings.

The handkerchief is very new. It has two ugly ducks embroidered on it. It looks like it was embroidered recently.

Opening the handkerchief layer by layer, a pair of milky white goat's milk-shaped bracelets were immediately revealed. Holding them in the hand, they had a warm feeling and were worth a lot of money at a glance.

This precious bracelet was a family heirloom left to her by Nalan Qingmeng's grandfather. It was very precious. Yang Jun never expected that Nalan Qingmeng would be willing to give such a valuable gift back home.

"Hey, why bother."

Yang Jun shook his head and sighed.

Yang Jun deserves to receive such a precious bracelet. This is what her grandfather left to her to protect her life. He, Yang Jun, is so virtuous and capable that he deserves to be so fawning.

Besides, he, Yang Jun, has never been in the habit of taking things from women.

So, this bracelet...

The next day, as soon as Yang Jun went to work, he called Nalan Qingmeng to the office.

"Qingmeng, the bracelet you gave me yesterday is very beautiful, thank you."

Nalan Qingmeng's face turned red, and she said shyly: "Mr. Yang, it's fine if you like it, no, it's fine if the child likes it."

When Yang Jun heard this, his heart moved slightly.

Then he slowly opened the drawer and took out an exquisite sandalwood box.

"This is my return gift, I hope you accept it."

Nalan Qingmeng was startled when he heard this.

"Mr. Yang, I've never heard of such a thing and someone returning the gift?"

Yang Jun waved his hand and said: "I don't know if other people have this etiquette, but I, Yang Jun, have this custom, and reciprocate with courtesy."

After that, open the sandalwood box.

In the box is a jade Ruyi.

The jade Ruyi was dug out of Wang Yuying's bedroom in the yard where Yang Jun originally lived. At that time, he put the contents of the box into the space. Each of the treasures in those boxes was priceless, and among them was this jade Ruyi.

"Mr. Yang, this gift is too expensive, I can't accept it."

Nalan Qingmeng was born in a famous family, and she recognized the extraordinary quality of Ruyi at a glance. This kind of thing cannot be used except by the royal family and nobles. People often do not let this thing be easily revealed to others, and usually pass it on to future generations as family heirlooms.

"If you don't accept it, then take back your pair of bracelets."

Yang Jun took out the pile of bracelets from the drawer, placed them on the table, and pushed them towards her.

"Mr. Yang, this is too valuable. I really can't accept it. This thing of yours can be exchanged for a carload of bracelets."

Nalan Qingmeng was very embarrassed, her eyes were red, as if she was excited.

Yang Jun can give her such a heavy gift, you can think about her status in Yang Jun's mind.

"Friendship cannot be measured by value. We don't care about value, only about friendship." Yang Jun said.

"Friendship?"

Nalan Qingmeng was in a daze for a moment.

"Is it a token of love?"

Yang Jun was startled, then smiled and said: "You are not married and have children, so what kind of baby did you choose to marry?"

Nalan Qingmeng said nothing and looked at Yang Jun lovingly.

When Yang Jun saw this, he instantly understood the meaning of her words.

"you mean……"

Nalan Qingmeng nodded seriously.

"Stop being ridiculous, we both... I am the father of the child. What kind of token of love is this?"

Nalan Qingmeng mustered up her courage and said coquettishly: "You know what you are doing so clearly, can't you leave some thoughts for me?"

"not me……"

Seeing her looking like she was about to cry, Yang Jun could no longer say the next words.

"Okay, as long as you are willing, I can do whatever you want." Yang Jun said.

When Nalan Qingmeng heard this, she smiled sweetly and stretched out her tender white hands.

"I've made a promise, and I won't go back on it. From now on, I'm yours."

"No, strictly speaking, I am yours."

Yang Jun had no choice but to shake hands with this girl.

Yi Qiushui was discharged from the hospital on the third day after giving birth.

Yang Jun no longer has to run to the hospital every day.

You may not believe it, but he hasn't even held the child for so many days. It's not that he doesn't want to hold it, but Wang Yuying and Yi Qiushui won't let him touch it at all, saying that his hands and feet are too heavy and they are afraid of missing the child.

Especially newborn babies have soft bones and cannot be held casually.

Yang Jun had no choice but to watch from a distance.

What the hell is this? I can’t even hold my own son.

Not only that, they also kicked him to live in a wing room, saying that some child was too noisy and was afraid of affecting his rest.

However, having said that, the child is indeed quite noisy. He cries when he wakes up and needs someone to comfort him when he cries. Moreover, he wakes up very frequently.

Unlike other children, this child sleeps for at least twenty of the twenty-four hours a day, but Yang Chengdao wakes up after half an hour of sleep and needs to nurse when he wakes up.

Yang Jun found that moving to the east wing was indeed a wise move, otherwise he would really not be able to sleep.

In order to take care of Yi Qiushui more conveniently, Wang Yuying temporarily moved to the west wing of the backyard.

It is said that I live in the west wing, but most of the time I live on the sofa in the living room, so that I can take care of the children more conveniently.

It can be seen that Wang Yuying loves and values ​​the eldest grandson of the old Yang family. She wants to hold him in her arms all the time. If others want to hold him, they have to apply and report to her.

"Don't hold the child. If mom sees it, she will scold you again."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! While Wang Yuying was out, Yang Jun secretly rushed to the bedroom and bent down to pick up the child.

He still couldn't believe it. He, a father, couldn't even hold his own child.

But Yi Qiushui hugged the child and refused to let him hold it.

"Just let me hug you, I've never done it before."

Yang Jun pleaded.

"No, just watch it like this." Yi Qiushui said.

"Hugging and watching are two different things, so just let me hug you."

"The child's bones are too soft. I'll wait until two months before I let you hold him."
To be continued...