It was taken by Quan Mo, and he originally wanted to give his son the surname An, but An Ge chose to let his son have the surname Quan.

In fact, in An Ge's eyes, the surname Quan does not represent the Quan family, let alone Quan Yitian and Xi Wei, but only Quan Mo......

Especially, the president of the consortium, she doesn't want to socialize in the future, and others have to ask why her son doesn't have his father's surname.

Her insistence made Kwon Mo compromise.

So there is the name Quan An, which has nothing to do with the Quan family, let alone the name of traditional Chinese medicine, just the name of their son.

"Really?" An Gexin glanced down at Quan An, and was so proud in his heart that he couldn't do it, but he still smiled humbly on his face and said, "Don't spoil them too much, you should be strict." ”

She was worried that the school knew that Kwon An was Kwon Mo's son, and she cared too much about spoiling her.

"No, everybody's doing really well."

The teachers praised a few more children and turned to leave.

"Get in the car." An Ge said.

Quan An nodded, turned his head to look at the five boys behind him, and said lightly, "You sit in the car behind." ”

This expression......

It's the same as Quan Mo.

An Ge has a headache, I'm really afraid that Quan An will still be virtuous and cold when he grows up.

"Okay."

The five boys all nodded obediently, all of them looked happy and convinced, and walked towards the RV driven by the driver behind them.

At this point, Ange himself obeyed his son.

She doesn't know the world of children, but she knows that as long as Quan An stands among the children, he will always be the focus, a child king, he doesn't even need to say a word, a group of children will tacitly serve him as the king.

Originally, these five children who survived the explosion were given brothers to Quan An, but now, one by one, they seem to be Quan An's followers.

That wasn't what she intended.

But she can't change it.

"Get in the car."

Quan Mo glanced at An Ge indifferently, picked up Quan An with one hand, put him in the child seat of the car, and then shoved An Ge into the passenger seat.

“……”

An Ge originally wanted to sit in the back and accompany his son.

Given that Quan Mo had already had enough fire today, An Ge did not resist.

Kwon Mo stepped on the accelerator and drove forward.

An Ge sat in the passenger seat, turned his head to look at Quan An, and asked softly expectantly, "Do you miss your mother?" ”

"Yes." Quan An, who had always been articulate, took out a white mass from his pocket and handed it to her, "For you, Mom." ”

There's a gift......

An Ge was flattered, stretched out his hand to take it, and saw that it was a ceramic villain, well-done, with a fluttering skirt, long hair and waist, and the facial features on his face were a little blurred, but it was already a very good work.

"It's so beautiful, did you make it yourself?" Ange was pleasantly surprised.

When Quan An heard this, his beautiful little face was a little uncalm, and a touch of shame flashed in his eyes, and then he pretended to be calm and said, "I did it in class, and the teacher helped burn it." I miss my mother, and I pinch my mother's appearance. ”

This hand......

What a coincidence.

"Wow, mom is so happy." Looking at the ceramic doll that was only the size of a palm, An Ge was indescribably moved, and his eyes turned red, "What should I do?" Mom didn't have any gifts for you. ”

"It's okay."

Quan An shook his head, he didn't mind, his dark eyes looked straight at her, and seeing that her eyes were a little red, his small mouth couldn't help but let out a smile.

"Huh."

A sneer came from the driver's seat on the side, and Quan Mo was driving the car, his eyes squinting at the ceramic doll in An Singer without a trace.

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Author's note: Quan An's name was taken by a reader, I saw it in the comment area, and I thought it was very good, it has multiple meanings.