Song Ci felt amused, "Other men call their daughters little princesses, why do you call them girls?" How ugly it is, there is no fatherly love at all.
Han Zhan raised his eyebrows and said, "Aren't you my little princess?"
Song Ci's heartbeat quickened. "Don't use sweet words."
After smoothing out his tie, Song Ci smoothed out Han Zhan's suit jacket before saying with satisfaction, "Okay, you can go to work now."
"Well, see you tonight."
"See you tonight."
After Han Zhan left, Song Ci got up, went to the bathroom, made herself a simple breakfast, and then called Mo Yao back.
Mo Yao quickly answered the call.
"Good morning, godmother." Song Ci was sweet-mouthed and called her godmother as soon as she opened her mouth.
Mo Yao said, "I'm in America, Song Ci, you should say good evening to me."
"Godmother went to America? On business?"
"No." Mo Yao was being mysterious and asked Song Ci to guess what she was doing in New York, USA.
Song Ci thought for a moment and said, "Could it be that he is traveling with Uncle Li?"
"Your Uncle Li is with me, but we're not traveling."
"Then I really can't guess."
Mo Yao laughed, his voice sounding quite happy.
Something good must have happened to Mo Yao, otherwise she wouldn't be so happy.
"Song Ci, the in vitro fertilization that your uncle Li and I did was successful." Mo Yao's workload has been reduced in the past six months, and he has focused on the in vitro fertilization.
Mo Yao is 53 years old, she is no longer young. When she was young, she was poisoned, which caused ovulation disorder and poor egg quality. She tried IVF several times, but each time ended in failure.
Mo Yao told Song Ci, "Didn't you give me a copy of your father's Chinese medicine notebook last year? I found my symptoms in that notebook. I spent two or three months taking the medicine according to your father's prescription. After three months of conditioning, my ovulation period actually returned to normal."
"Just yesterday, the doctor told me that your uncle Li and I's test-tube baby was finally successful." Mo Yao was over fifty years old and finally had a son. She was always good at controlling her emotions, but she was also a little excited, so much so that her voice choked.
"Song Ci, godmother has to thank you."
Li Yao saw Mo Yao's eyes were red, so he held Mo Yao's hand and patted it. The two looked at each other and smiled again.
After hearing what Mo Yao said, Song Ci was genuinely happy for her. "I'm happy to be able to help godmother. Congratulations to godmother and Uncle Li on becoming the prospective father and mother."
Mo Yao felt a little embarrassed when Song Ci congratulated her. She said, "As a godmother, my child is actually half a year younger than yours and Han Zhan's. I'm quite embarrassed."
"What's the big deal? When the godmother's baby is born, Han Zhan and I will still call him brother or sister."
Mo Yao laughed again.
"But, godmother, do you plan to give birth to this child yourself, or find someone to be a surrogate mother?" After all, Mo Yao is over 50 years old and is an advanced mother. If she gives birth now, it will be dangerous for her body and the fetus.
Mo Yao told Song Ci: "We decided to use an artificial uterus for surrogacy." The artificial uterus is a new technology that has only been developed in the past two years. The price of surrogacy is high, but Mo Yao is not short of money. The artificial uterus is indeed the most ideal surrogacy tool.
"That's good."
After sharing this joy, Song Ci thought of the suggestion Song Fei made last night, and said to Mo Yao, "My godmother's successful pregnancy proves that the notes my father left behind are still useful. I discussed with Han Zhan and plan to donate this diary to Sinopharm Group. Let the country develop and promote these products, and avoid private companies raising prices and selling exorbitant prices for drugs."
Han Zhan knew very well how valuable Song Tingyun's notebook was. He was fully capable of reopening a pharmaceutical group and conducting independent research and development and production. He could set the product prices and make a fortune.
But Han Zhan gave up this road to wealth.
He explained that as a child, he had committed many wrongdoings under Edward's coercion, and later joined the army, his hands stained with blood. Han Zhan strongly believed in karma. He wanted to donate the notebook to benefit more people and accumulate merit for his two children.
Song Ci is the kind of person who can live happily with only one million in savings, and live freely with ten million. As long as he is not poor and destitute, Song Ci does not care much about whether he has more or less money.
Song Ci also agreed with Han Zhan's proposal.
After hearing Song Ci and Han Zhan's decision, Mo Yao was silent for a moment before she said, "You guys can handle this between yourselves. I'll send someone to deliver the notes to you. Song Ci, thank you so much for this. Next time I come to visit you, I'll bring you another bag of diamonds. I've recently acquired dozens of diamonds, so I'm sure there's one you'll like!"
Mo Yao gave Song Ci gold and diamonds as soon as they disagreed, and Song Ci grinned with joy, "Thank you, godmother!"
After hanging up the phone, Song Ci packed up simply, waited for Asong to arrive, and followed him back to the villa halfway up the mountain.
On the way back to the villa halfway up the mountain, Song Ci asked Asong, "Asong, why have you been the one picking me up these days? Where's Brother Long?"
Asong smiled and said, "Brother Long is in charge of picking up and dropping off Mr. Han during this period. We have switched shifts."
"Why did you suddenly change shifts?"
Asong said: "This will happen often in the future."
"Really?"
Song Ci always felt something was wrong.
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At noon, Han Zhan sent off the client team from the UK and returned to the company.
On the way, passing by a dessert shop, Han Zhan asked Long Yu to pull over. He went into the house and bought a dessert, intending to take it home for Song Ci after work.
Han Zhan returned to the office with the dessert and placed it on his desk. He took off his coat, sat down, and just as he turned on his computer, there was a sudden bang on the floor-to-ceiling glass opposite.
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