"Mommy, is today's baby cute?" Little Baozi put on New Year's clothes and rushed into Ye Feifei's room early on New Year's Eve.
Ye Feifei had an announcement to make in the morning, so she didn't wear the same style as Little Baozi. When Little Baozi saw Ye Feifei still wearing formal clothes, her little face puffed up like a balloon, she went up and hugged Ye Feifei's legs, and said coquettishly: "Mom
"Hey, it's New Year's Eve today, why don't mommy and the baby wear parent-child clothes?"
Ye Feifei bent down and picked up the little bun, and after kissing his face a few times, she explained: "Mommy has work in the morning. After work, come back and spend New Year's Eve with the baby, okay?"
"Ah? Mommy still has to work on New Year's Eve? Humph! Dad is such an inhumane BOSS, no wonder he's always single!" Little Baozi began to complain about his biological father again.
Xiao Ling, who was about to come over to hug the little bun, was aggrieved. He also wanted Ye Feifei to rest early today. But Ye Feifei was more of a workaholic than him when she was serious.
He can't help it!
"Baby, you misunderstood this time. It wasn't the job your dad gave me, I took it myself. Mommy promises to come back early to be with the baby, okay?" Ye Feifei pinched the little bun's face and said with a smile.
With.
Little Baozi reluctantly hummed, and turned around to face his father's iceberg face.
"Daddy is here too!" Little Baozi's dislike for his biological father can be felt from all over the world.
Ye Feifei kissed the little bun's face, raised her head and asked Xiao Ling, "Will Uncle Xiao and Aunt Xiao be back today, New Year's Eve?"
Xiao Ling was stunned for a moment. He had forgotten his biological father and mother. He couldn't let his biological father and mother come, otherwise he would be exposed. In such a beautiful time, the true identity of his parents was revealed?
No, refuse, refuse!
Seeing Xiao Ling's hesitation, Ye Feifei pursed her lips and smiled, and said softly: "Just tell the truth. There is no need to ask others to pretend. I know your parents may not like me."
"They... like you. It's just that they don't like the smog in the imperial capital." Xiao Ling answered against his will.
"Don't like the smog? Pfft... Okay, I believe whatever you say. I will finish the announcement at 12 o'clock in the morning and leave it to you at home." Ye Feifei said and handed the small bun to Xiao Ling and went to fill it again.
Makeup.
After leaving the Xiao family, Ye Feifei received a WeChat message from Xiao Junchi and his wife.
Chen Muyin: "Feifei, we are so pitiful."
Ye Feifei: "Mom, Dad, what's wrong? Today is New Year's Eve, don't you have a family gathering?"
Chen Muyin: "Those guys didn't like the smog in the imperial capital, so they collectively went to the island to celebrate the New Year. We...we were left behind."
Don't like the smog in the imperial capital? This reason seems familiar. Ye Feifei smiled and continued to reply: "Hug mom, give you a hug."
Chen Muyin: "Kiss us and we don't want it. Come and celebrate the festival with us. Your father will prepare a table of delicious dishes, all of which you like!"
Ye Feifei frowned, Xiao Junchi's food was very tempting.
"Mom and Dad, I really want to go, but this year Xiao Ling and the others also..."
Chen Muyin looked at Xiao Junchi, with little stars twinkling in their eyes.
Xiao Junchi: "Xiao Ling's parents are with her, please come and stay with us."
Ye Feifei: "Xiao Ling said that his parents don't like the smog in the imperial capital, so they won't be here this year."
Xiao Junchi's mouth twitched slightly, and he said to his wife beside him: "That brat Xiao Ling, won't his conscience hurt when he talks such nonsense?"
Chen Muyin patted her husband on the shoulder, calmed him down, and comforted him softly: "Don't be angry, don't be angry. Didn't we agree that the goal this time is Feifei, and Xiao Ling doesn't want anything else."