She must not lose Xiaobao!

So, she collected a look and put Xiao Bao down on the ground.

Xiaobao pulled her sleeve tremblingly. "Mom, I just want to take good care of Uncle Yan when he is ill. You're going to piss him off... "

Yan shiting was deeply moved. The child was even better than his own. After hearing the second half of the sentence, Jun Yi's face suddenly darkened. "Cheng yingxuan, that dead woman, is still not angry with me."

Xiaobao continued to say soft words, "Mom, don't be angry with me Xiaobao will listen to you later

"Forget it, I don't care about you." Cheng yingxuan softened her face.

She knew her son's temper and said that she would not leave before Yan shiting was cured, so she would not go.

Since she could not leave her son alone, she had to admit it for the time being.

She went to Yan shiting's seat and tore open a chair heavily. The sharp voice of dragging the chair expressed her strong dissatisfaction.

Zheng Wei and the chef stood beside them, unable to stand the high decibel noise and plucked out their ears.

Yan shiting was sitting in his original position, and his deep and secluded eyes flashed over him. The woman has a little temper.

Cheng yingxuan picked up the rice bowl in front of him, picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of sliced chicken to his lips, "eat!"

Yan shiting glanced at her and knew that she was flustered. However, she was willing to compromise with her temperament and obviously cared about him.

I don't care about her angry attitude.

On the contrary, she feels cute as a little woman.

He ate the chicken in unison.

She said with a black and beautiful face, "well, I'm not afraid you'll eat less, but I'm afraid that you'll never die. My son won't go, so I'll raise my hand and let you eat more!"

"No one said you loved me, but you said it yourself." He chuckled, and there was a distinct pleasure in his lacquered eyes. "There is no silver here. It's not like your style. Are you worried about me?"

"Fuck you!" She was so angry that she wanted to break the bowl. It was very uncivilized. As a literati, she resisted the impulse to buckle the bowl to his face, deliberately caught a piece of steamed fish with thorns, "eat

Yan shiting doesn't care if the fish has thorns. As long as she feeds it, even if it's poison, he will eat it.

Xiaobao couldn't see it. "Mom, pick out the fish bone first. If Uncle Yan gets stuck, he will be more ill, and we will have to stay longer..."

"Hum!" Cheng yingxuan snorted coldly, or in accordance with Xiaobao's way.

Yan shiting's cold eyes glanced at her carefully picking the fishbone's movement, so careful, more and more felt that she had her own in mind, but did not admit it.

Looking at the scene of his mother feeding uncle Yan for dinner, Cheng Xiaobao felt very warm and quietly photographed it with his mobile phone.

Zheng Wei glanced at the little guy's behavior. It is forbidden to take pictures with boss. Since boss doesn't stop him, he will go.

The next day, Cheng Xiaobao went out to play under the guidance of Zheng Wei, the driver and bodyguard.

Cheng yingxuan continues to analyze stocks at Yan shiting's bedside.

Although her career was suppressed by Yan shiting, the stock market has been good recently. Several stocks were bought at low prices and sold at high prices, making a lot of money.

Yan shiting was sitting on the bed with his back against the head of the bed. His eyes followed her every move. It seemed that just looking at her would never be enough.

A bodyguard in a black suit came up with a document and handed it to Yan shiting respectfully.

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