After dinner, as soon as the two elders of the Xiao family left, the little bun folded his hands on his chest and looked at Xiao Ling angrily.
"Daddy, Mommy has work today, so I won't be angry with you for the time being. You can't do this next time."
Xiao Ling: "Yeah."
Seeing that his father had a good attitude in admitting his mistakes, Xiaobaozi glanced at Lin Haoyu, breathed a long sigh of relief, and sat on the sofa, "Uncle, we can start Plan C."
Lin Haoyu had a question mark on his face: "Plan C?"
They only talked about Plan B last time. Where did Plan C come from?
Little Baozi glanced at the expressions of the two of them and said proudly: "I sold Dad to Mommy for ninety-nine yuan today."
Nine yuan? A glimmer of light flashed in Xiao Ling's eyes. Yes, he actually forgot about the nine yuan.
Lin Haoyu reacted very quickly. When he heard what Little Baozi said, he picked up Little Baozi and laughed loudly. He praised him repeatedly and said: "Baby, your operation is really awesome! Your dad is more than single because he depends on you."
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Little Baozi raised his eyebrows at Xiao Ling and raised his little head, "Humph, so... daddy must listen to the baby!"
Xiao Ling: "..."
In the big villa at night, two people, one big and one small, sat around the table. The little buns drew key points on the blackboard and formulated a routine for Ye Feifei.
Ye Feifei, on the other hand, dragged her tired body back home and fell asleep without even changing her clothes.
She was really tired today. After meeting the screenwriter in the evening, she helped Brother Fang busy in the bar and even forgot to eat dinner.
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Early the next morning, Sunshine opened the window. Ye Feifei turned over, hugged the pillow, and murmured: "Hot pot, Malatang, big plate of chicken, bring it, bring it, I want to eat..."
"Dangdangdang..."
Ye Feifei's dream was interrupted by a clear knock on the door. She got up in a daze, scratched her head, staggered to the door, and asked lazily, "Who is it?"
"I have your express delivery." The person outside the door answered.
Ye Feifei shook her head, composed herself, and opened the door.
As soon as she opened the door, Ye Feifei was stunned, and then suddenly woke up. She closed the door first, rushed into the bathroom and washed her face. Then she opened the door again and said to the three people outside the door with a smile: "Hello, you three.
Why are you here?"
The three people outside the door were neatly dressed. Xiao Baozi and Lin Haoyu were both in light blue suits, while Xiao Ling was in formal black.
This painting style is indescribably weird.
Seeing that the three people still didn't speak, Ye Feifei swallowed her saliva and continued to smile, "What's wrong with you so early?"
The little bun nodded fiercely, "Aunt Feifei, it's getting late, it's getting late now. We...are here to deliver express to Auntie. Free shipping to your home."
Free shipping to your home? Ye Feifei thought of the ninety-nine dollars yesterday, and led the three people in on one side.
It was still the old sofa, with three people sitting upright. Ye Feifei poured three glasses of water and said to the little bun: "Baby, what do you want to give me?"
Little Baozi stood up after hearing this and pointed at Xiao Ling with both hands.
Ye Feifei tilted her head, "At your dad's place?"
Little Baozi shook his head, clenched his hand into a fist and put it to his lips, "No, what I want to show my aunt is my dad."
Rumble... Thunder was rolling overhead. Ye Feifei was confused. The corners of her mouth twitched and she confirmed again, "Your dad?"
Little Baozi nodded solemnly, "Yes, free shipping to your home for nine dollars. You can't suffer a loss, and you can't be fooled!"
Ye Feifei petrified, what does it mean? Where did Little Baozi learn this? And he sold his own father?
Seeing that Ye Feifei didn't respond, Xiao Baozi continued to add: "Auntie, I'm a small business owner, so I'm a child without any bullying!"