After seeing Yan Xiaye's weak look, Li Yuntang turned around and changed direction, and walked towards the kitchen with his long legs.

"The chef probably got off work. I remember there were quick-frozen dumplings in the refrigerator. How about cooking that?"

"Uh-huh."

Realizing that he seemed to be able to enjoy the fruits, Yan Xiaye followed happily and came to the kitchen with Li Yuntang.

The Qin family’s kitchen is like this villa, and it is so luxurious that it is exaggerated.

Li Yuntang raised his hand and pointed to the chair beside him, signaling Yan Xiaye to sit down obediently. He rolled up his cuffs, opened the refrigerator and searched, found a bag of frozen dumplings, and took a tempting snake fruit, washed it.

Cut it into pieces and put it in a bowl, and hand it to the little greedy cat with a gaze: "Eat slowly, it will be a little cold."

Yan Xiaye happily took the small bowl and tasted a piece with a fork. He was very satisfied with the sweetness and fragrance lingering on his tongue.

Based on the noble sentiment that she could not eat alone, she got together again, walked to Li Yuntang, and watched his work.

Li Yuntang was busy taking a pot to boil water, and he had no time to spare with both hands.

Because the man was cooking for her sake, Yan Xiaye was reluctant to hand the apple to his sexy thin lips: "Ah——"

This considerate behavior made the man chuckled and glanced at her, opened his lips and ate the apple, "It tasted good."

"Right." I really wanted to share the delicious food with him, Yan Xiaye stood beside him with a bowl, poked up an apple and fed it to himself, and poked another piece to his lips.

Perhaps the quiet nights are always sad, Yan Xiaye suddenly feels a little disappointed, and the apples chewed are no longer so sweet.

The scenes in the hospital returned to her mind. She never thought of telling her sadness to anyone, but it did not mean that she did not have the urge to tell.

After those impulses accumulated for a long time, she couldn't help calling out his name: "Li Yuntang."

"Um?"

"This afternoon, I went to the hospital to meet...Yan's mother." I don't know what to call her past family, Yan Xiaye's clear black and white water eyes dimmed, and he absent-mindedly poked the apple in the bowl, testing it for the first time

He confides in his heart to someone: "She treats me as Yan Shuirou and says something... Can I say this? Will it annoy you?"

Perhaps because of Li Yuntang's high-end aura, these trivial matters seem to be particularly up to him. In addition, Yan Xiaye has always been self-reliant and is even more ashamed to speak.

"No, I'm listening."

In a simple response, Li Yuntang put the pot full of water on the stove, covered the lid and waited for boiling.

Yan Xiaye looked at the small bubbles floating on the bottom of the pot in a daze. It seemed that everything around her was gone, and even her thinking was empty. He said to himself: "I thought I wouldn't be sad, but I really

It’s so sad. Even though I know that it’s just Yan Shuirou’s mother, I still care about her opinion of me.”

Recalling Yan's mother's earnest advice, Yan Xiaye felt bitter in her heart, and her aggrieved nose was sore, and her voice was slightly choked: "I have lived in the Yan family for so many years, and I have been living according to Yan's mother's expectations, and I try my best to make myself become.

The one who is useful to the family is just for her to treat me like Yan Shuirou. Only now do I realize that it is outrageous. The maternal love I have tried my best to want has long since not existed in this.

It's in the world."

Li Yuntang looked down at her little face that she was holding back her discomfort, leaned over and kissed her forehead, raised her arm and wrapped her in her arms, "Tell me, what do you want to do."

"I don't know..." Yan Xiaye hung his little head wilted, his forehead pressed against the man's clear-textured chest, and his breath was filled with the leisurely cold fragrance on his body. "Am I too pretentious? After all, I've been there a long time ago

At the age of a child, he should treat it as calmly as a mature adult."

"It's not your fault." The slender fingers played with her soft hair. Li Yuntang was not used to how to comfort others, but just gave his solution: "If you don't mind whether it's hypocritical, I can let Yan's mother go.

Play the role you want.”

Since Yan Shuirou is the only thing that Yan's mother cares about, then her weaknesses are no more clear.

As the famous Erye Li of Jianghai, Li Yuntang has his own way of dealing with problems and values ​​the results more than the process.

"Are you going to threaten her with Yan Shuirou and force her to love me?"

Yan Xiaye was speechless at this suggestion, and then laughed out loud in a sad way: "No, I'm not so pitiful."

"But you are unhappy." Gently pull her out of her arms, the man's heavy black eyes met her eyes, "If you are not satisfied with my approach, you can tell me your plans. Don't be unhappy because of such trivial matters

.”

Yan Xiaye caught off guard and ran into the man's bottomless eyes, and his heartbeat couldn't help but chaotic.

Although Li Yuntang is a busy person who has a lot of money, he still has time to give her advice... It seems that whether she is happy or not is really important and something worth caring about.

Her heart was as soft as a sponge soaked in water. Yan Xiaye didn't speak for a while, for fear that some emotions would be too noisy, so she couldn't control herself.

After a brief silence, the water in the pot boiled and the mist overflowed layer by layer, which gave Yan Xiaye a good excuse to change the topic: "You can put dumplings."

"Um."

The man nodded slightly, let go of her arms, opened the packaging bag and threw the white and fat dumplings into the pot. His handsome eyebrows and eyes were a little unclear under the water vapor, and he could only hear the truth in his words.

Fake, intoxicating pampering: "You don't need to worry too much, I can always get what you want."

If other men say this, it will definitely be arrogant and bragging.

But Li Yuntang's wealth, scheming and wisdom all added supreme guarantees to this sentence. He almost never made any promises to anyone, because his promises were not just talk.

Yan Xiaye took a deep breath, and a smile that I felt pity for Qingmei's little face appeared, "It's really okay, there are indeed many things between Yan Shuirou and I haven't had time to solve. If there is a need, I will definitely ask for it.

You helped.”

Li Yuntang stared at the loneliness between her eyebrows and eyes thoughtfully, and after a moment of silence, he no longer forced: "Okay."

"Ah, I'm starving to death, guess what kind of stuffing is this dumpling?" Bent over and lying on the wide marble stove, Yan Xiaye watched the dumplings rise and fall in the pot with great anticipation, "I

Guess it's the mushroom!"

"I guess it's not." Li Yuntang observed the heat and cooperated with her to make trouble: "Do you want to bet?"

"Okay, what are you betting?" The bones are full of adventure. Yan Xiaye knew that the possibility of her winning over Li Yuntang was slim, but she was still competitive. "If I win the bet, you can make the 16th of this month

Have you been free and stay at home all day?"

She finally came from Chen Aili to Grandpa Li’s close-fitting pocket watch during her lifetime, just waiting to be given as Li Yuntang’s birthday gift.

Speaking of which, although Chen Aili promised her that she would find a way to get Li Beicheng to divorce her, judging from Li Beicheng's performance today, she obviously still has a thirsty heart to her. It is estimated that Chen Aili's work is not very successful.

"No. 16?"

He repeated this date in a low voice, and Li Yuntang couldn't remember whether this day had any special meaning.

I only remember that day was Sunday, maybe it was Yunduo, please come to the summer night, and it may not be necessary to go out together.

"Yes, No. 16." Unable to see if Li Yuntang guessed her intention, Yan Xiaye looked at the man with a slight look of slight heat on his cheeks.

She never took the initiative to celebrate her birthday to any man, and was not sure whether this belonged to her lover's patent.

However, she swore that she didn't think of anything dirty, she just wanted to choose the best time to return the things that should have belonged to Li Yuntang to the original owner, that's all.

"It's probably not possible for a whole day. I will handle the company's business as soon as possible." Recalling the schedule full of Yan Jiu's work log, Li Yuntang hooked it off without any apology in his heart, and scooped it with a spoon. He handed it to Yan Xiaye, "Try it, Mr. Qin is allergic to mushrooms, so it must not be a mushroom."

Yan Xiaye bulged his cheeks and blew it at the dumplings, and took a bite.

Tasting the fresh and sweet shrimp meat in her mouth, she couldn't help but look at the man who was holding Eternal Zhizhu, "Is this a foul? Why do you know everything?"

Li Yuntang reached out and took her spoon naturally, ate half of the remaining dumplings. The old god said, "Have you heard that before?"

Yan Xiaye was stunned, wondering whether he should be surprised by the man's actions, and asked in a little confusion: "What?"

"What you know best is always the enemy."

Slowly shut down the fire, Li Yuntang patted Yan Xiaye's little head: "Don't stand there, go get the plate."

“Ohh.”

After agreeing to turn around and walk away, Yan Xiaye opened the cupboard and picked the cutest plate from it. He always felt that she had accidentally heard something very important, "Li Yuntang, are you Mr. Qin's enemy? ”

“In the past, it should be a partnership.”

Li Yuntang didn't think there was any problem with this change of position, "Since you took over the Qin family, this cooperative relationship will continue to be maintained as long as you are willing."

In the vast rivers and seas, countless bigwigs try every means to get in touch with Li Yuntang every day.

If they heard that Li Yuntang came to the door in person and even the gentleman would ask for the consent of a little girl in advance, they would probably die suddenly on the spot.

“…Is it really possible?”

Although he doesn't understand the business world, Yan Xiaye at least knows basic common sense.
Chapter completed!