Chapter 418: No One Can Stand It

"You are Alia's brother, you... Aren't you her boyfriend?"

Alia laughed, "If I had a boyfriend like this, I would have dumped him immediately. What do you say in your country? It seems that this man is not worth having. Could it be that he is still kept for the New Year's Eve?"

Eggers glanced at his sister indifferently, "If you implement your idea, you will be sentenced by the judge for murder."

Mo Shiyi was still shocked by the fact that the man with a charming and beautiful appearance in front of her was Alia's twin brother, and a small gift box with exquisite packaging was pushed in front of her.

Through the transparent partition, she could clearly see that it was a small golden lock with exquisite carvings and a pair of golden bells in the style of foot rings, which fully met the aesthetics of Chinese people and their expectations and wishes for newborns.

Having said that, Mo Shiyi really couldn't say no.

When Shen Muhan, who received the news from Aunt Xin, hurried to the door of the house, he saw the embarrassment and entanglement hidden under Mo Shiyi's calm face at a glance, and casually put the suit jacket in his hand on the sofa.

Hearing the noise, Mo Shiyi's eyes clearly lit up with a signal for help.

"Hubby, you're back."

"Sorry, I'm late."

This was said to both Mo Shiyi and the two siblings, Alia and Eggers. Eggers is not as straightforward and sunny as his sister, and his means behind the scenes are endless. You may still be chatting and laughing with you at this moment, and the next moment you will find that you have been calculated by this beautiful man in front of you and your wealth has been wiped out. This man may be the same kind of person as him, but not necessarily a fellow traveler. Especially from his state when he attended the state banquet last time, this man named Eggers is definitely as cunning as any old politician. I don't know if Shiyi has suffered any grievances during the time he came back late.

The eyes of the two people exchanged silently in the air, and they both smelled the same kind of smell.

Finally, it was Eggers who broke the awkwardness first, "I've heard of you for a long time. Mr. Shen won't refuse this invitation, right?"

"Of course." Mo Shiyi held her baby son in her arms. The two men, one big and one small, didn't understand what the two grown men were talking about. Their faces were in a state of confusion, which made Alia's heart almost melt. She looked at the child in Mo Shiyi's arms with bright eyes again.

No one can stand being looked at with such eager eyes.

Shen Muhan came back, and he was right next to them, plus there were other people at home. With so many eyes staring at them, I'm afraid they wouldn't say that something happened.

Mo Shiyi carefully put her child in Alia's arms, and she still didn't leave the child's side, her whole body tense.

Shen Muhan hugged Mo Shiyi's shoulders firmly, "Aunt Xin said that you have been holding the baby for a long time. Let Miss Alia hold the baby, and you can relax a little."

"That's right." Alia said without raising her head, and picked up the anklet in the gift box on the table and shook the bell on it, "Baby, smile, smile! Look what fun things your brothers and sisters have brought you, bells!"

Eggers chuckled, "You are old enough to be an aunt, why are you still so childish?"

Alia looked serious, "You are wrong. Every woman, no matter her age, is a little princess in her own eyes. Don't you think so, little baby?" Perhaps Coke was really attracted by this novelty that he had never seen before. The struggling Coke really calmed down a little, and stretched out his little hand from the quilt to try to catch the golden and ringing .

Maybe he was annoyed by the way Alia kept ringing the bell, or maybe he was even more annoyed by the strange uncle who kept rubbing his smooth face with his fingertips. His pink little mouth suddenly flattened and he burst into tears. Alia was so embarrassed that she stopped moving her hands. She was used to speaking directly, but now she was at a loss for words, "This... the baby..."