Su Yinuo stretched out his fingers as if counting something.
"What to do?" Yan Huan turned sideways and looked at her.
"I'm counting how many words you said. Tsk, tsk, plus what you did, you said a total of eighteen words. It's really strange."
Yan Huan watched Su Yinuo pretending to be dumbfounded and half-joking without being surprised.
"Hurry up and put that brat to sleep."
Yan Huan's brows furrowed even more fiercely, and he looked Su Yinuo up and down with his eyes.
"My head was smashed, and my legs were even crippled." Yan Huan sneered, but there was no emotion at all on his perfect face, "Are you going to sign a contract, or are you going to fight?"
"Oh! It's rare for Young Master Yan Huan to care about me. I'm really flattered by you." Su Yinuo stuck out his tongue playfully, which only made Yan Huan feel more disgusted.
"Don't use the greetings you use to deal with customers against me."
With a cold word, the man turned around and walked into the room.
Su Yinuo touched the bridge of his nose, and the playful look just now disappeared immediately.
Alas, I don’t know how to tell that kid about the scars on my body.
As soon as he walked into the house, he saw Su Yichen in pajamas, holding Yiyi whose eyes and nose were red from crying.
"Yiyi." Su Yinuo lowered his tone. It was inconvenient for him to squat down and give him a warm hug after a long separation.
Young Master Yi Yi was losing his temper. When he saw his mother appear, he scrambled to get off Su Yichen.
"Woo, mom..."
Su Yichen put down Yiyi, and Yiyi ran over quickly with small steps, hugging Su Yinuo's thigh with tears streaming down her face.
"Mom, that's bad for not calling Yi Yi for so long!"
Su Yichen looked helpless, looking at Yan Huan who was sitting on the sofa with his arms crossed, and then at Yi Yi who rushed to Su Yinuo's side and walked over slowly.
"Yiyi misses you so much. He hasn't eaten or slept in the past few days. He is having a childish tantrum."
"I didn't!" Yi Yi wiped her tears, pouted and turned around to refute Su Yichen's words.
"Just think a little bit, just think a little bit..."
Swallowing her tears and holding Su Yinuo's legs still, Su Yinuo smiled helplessly, squatted down slowly, and stretched out his hand to wipe away Yi Yi's tears.
"I know Yiyi only wants her mother a little bit, but what should I do if my mother misses Yiyi so much?"