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"Do you think I dare?" Cheng Anya challenged, "I gave birth to my son and raised him. He thinks about everything for me. If I don't let him recognize you, he won't listen!"

Ye Chen's face was livid, and he turned to sneer, "Tch, you have the nerve to say that he thinks about everything for you, how can you be a mother? Such a young child can actually cook rice and vegetables, and he is so good at it. Good craftsmanship?”

They slept late last night. They thought of staying late today, but unexpectedly, their son woke them up early in the morning and asked him to take him to the vegetable market to buy fish because Ning Ning said that the food in the supermarket was not fresh, but the supermarket was not open at that time. .(Novel Network www

After driving him all the way to the vegetable market, Ye Chen was drowsy at first, but later he was shocked to see his son skillfully picking fish and negotiating prices. His gestures and ability to bargain made even the aunts at the vegetable market... To worship.

He is the most innocent. Think about it, he is a well-dressed and handsome man. At first glance, he looks like the kind of man who would never come to the vegetable market. He is following a small "milk" bag and does nothing. Just look at him. As he was selecting fish and bargaining for prices, the ladies in the market were looking at him and pointing.[

Guaranteed to say that he abused children or something, which made him extremely embarrassed early in the morning.

Ning Ning said that he learned this from his mother when he was very young. The person who said this was unintentional, but the listener was intentional. He could imagine what kind of life they, mother and son, lived.

It was even more outrageous when I got home.

When he entered the kitchen, his hands and feet were deft and his movements were standard. He not only made fish soup, but also made two breakfasts, which made him stunned.

He lived with his mother when he was a child, but his mother loved him very much and was reluctant to let him do housework. The most he did was sweep the floor. His family was also in a very poor situation at that time. Mother and son lived in a slum. When he was ten years old, When I returned to Ye's house, I didn't even learn to cook.

Not only does this little baby know how to make it, his craftsmanship is also amazing!

Ning Ning said that he had been doing housework this year, and it made Mr. Ye feel sad, and he scolded Cheng Anya so much at that time.

Use your toes to figure out who made the lunch they usually eat at noon!

It's really the best. The two of them are still parents. Instead of taking care of their children, they still let their son take care of them every day. Thinking of this, Mr. Ye couldn't help but feel how he felt.

Cheng Anya felt guilty for a second, then retorted, "What's wrong with my son who can cook? Nowadays, which man can't cook? Girls are very precious, and men who can't cook are promoted. Don’t go out, okay? I’m training him! If you don’t understand, don’t say random things, okay?”

Ye Sanshao was so blocked by her that she couldn't say a word. Relying on it, it was obvious that she didn't take care of the child. She was talking nonsense. His son needed to sell her. If he said it so harshly, what kind of woman did he want?

"You're very good!" Mr. Ye squeezed out three words through his teeth.

Cheng Anya deliberately pretended not to understand his staccato and smiled guiltily, "Thanks for the compliment, just so so!"

Young Master Ye felt the blood rushing to his forehead and wanted to strangle her to death, "Why did I fall in love with you in the first place? Damn it!"

"I'm also curious about why I fall in love with you. You can't even cook. What else can you do except look at that face? It's true that people are ignorant and waste their youth!" Cheng Anya retorted coolly, arguing. Ah, okay, let’s talk about it after we quarrel!

"Are you looking for a husband or a nanny?" Ye Chen sneered.

Cheng Anya smiled elegantly, "Don't you know? My husband is used as a nanny!"

Ning Ning, who was listening with great interest outside the corridor, almost broke his heart with laughter. He rarely laughed so uncontrollably. His parents were so awesome. Whether it was daddy or mommy, they were so cute.

Who would have thought that MBS’s ruthless president and shrewd and capable chief secretary would quarrel like children, and the content of the quarrel is very annoying! [

"That's off topic, off topic..." Ning Ning shook her head cutely. If he didn't go in, he was afraid that they would fight. Mommy's leg was broken and she would be at a disadvantage. Otherwise, he wouldn't mind, "Grandpa, let's go see Mommy."

Bar!"

When Ning Ning knocked on the door, the two were arguing happily. Ye Chen quickly stood up, and Cheng Anya spread out the quilt and spread out the folds, in a tacit agreement to remove any evidence of disharmony.

Ning Ning sat obediently next to his mother. She unplugged the bug without anyone noticing and put it in her pocket. She looked innocent and obedient, and could not tell that she had done anything bad.

When Father Cheng met Mr. Ye, he looked grateful and kept thanking Mr. Ye. Mr. Ye was very polite, elegant, and humbly told Father Cheng that this was what he should do, while also caring gently.

Cheng’s father’s body.

Cheng Anya and Little Nanny sat on the bed and looked at each other. They looked away in a tacit understanding. One was expressionless and the other was smiling elegantly as they watched Ye San's performance. It was a pity that he didn't become an actor. Cheng's father was coaxed.

Smiling and happy.

"Anya, is he really Ning Ning's father?" Father Cheng asked, with a look of joy on his face. He gave this son-in-law ten points, not to mention being extremely satisfied. Ye San had to coax someone a little, and he could definitely coax him into a happy mood.

So Father Cheng became more and more satisfied with it, and gave it a ten-point rating from the inside out.

Cheng Anya nodded reluctantly, "That's right, dad, you've been with me all day, go back and rest first, there is a nurse here, I'm fine!"

"Yes, grandpa, I'll just stay with mommy. You can go back and rest first!" Ning Ning also said.

Young Master Ye consciously volunteered to escort his father downstairs. As soon as he left, Ning Ning immediately jumped one meter away from her mother, showing a pitiful expression like a puppy, "Mommy, can you beat me?"

lighter?"

A sinister smile appeared on Cheng Anya's lips, she turned her wrist, raised her fist, and then hooked her fingers, "You traitor, come here!"

Ning Ning pouted her lips cutely, as if she was about to cry, "Mommy, you are so fierce, be careful to scare Daddy away!"

"Daddy?" Cheng Anya grinded her teeth, clenched her fists, and squeezed a few words through her teeth, "You screamed so affectionately, when did you start working together with him?"

Ning Ning screamed that she was wronged, her pink and tender face was extremely pure, and he quickly wanted to amputate her legs. He had to tell the story of calling Third Young Master Ye to come over to support him, and cleverly concealed the fact that they had been chatting online.

, then raised his hands and swore, "Mommy, it's really not my fault. Don't accuse me of being 'indiscriminately'. It's so ugly to say that it's a conspiracy to commit adultery."

Cheng Anya despised Third Young Master Ye, he was taking advantage of others' danger, "So, I still want to thank him?"

"Theoretically, it should be!"

"What did you say?"

"No, no, I mean, it was me, my dear, who saved mommy, so you don't have to thank dad... Mr. Ye..." Ning Ning faked an elegant smile.

Cheng Anya rolled her eyes at him, "Why did you tell him everything I told you?"

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(Did you laugh in these photos? The famous British actress Vivien Leigh once said that it is harder to make the audience laugh than to cry. If you laugh, it is an affirmation of me. If you don’t laugh, I will continue to work hard next time. Hehe!

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