Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

Chapter 185 Celebrating Daddy’s Birthday

An Qi raised her head and glanced at An Zhengming with a normal expression.

"Mom says every day that you are the backbone of her and this family, so you should give me money and bear my expenses."

An Zhengming finally realized what he was doing. He adjusted the frame of his glasses and asked coldly, "Don't your parents give you living expenses?"

"Now that dad has been kicked out of the company by that little bitch An Yan, how can he have any extra money to give me? As for mom, dad doesn't even give her a good look, and she doesn't have any money."

The more An Qi talked, the more pitiful she felt: "I am also the daughter of the An family. If people find out that I don't even have living expenses, it will be embarrassing for the An family. Brother, don't you think so?"

In the past, she was the real rich daughter of the An family, and she had never worried about money.Even if she spends extravagantly and doesn't have enough money, at least she has Ye Cuiwan, her biological mother, to subsidize her.

But since Anbangguo stepped down from Yu Fei's position as chairman, he has lost a lot of benefits without power. How can the dividend at the end of the year be enough?
Ye Cuiwan could not get any good looks from Anbangguo, let alone take money from Anbangguo.

Angel's living standard plummeted, and her pocket money was reduced by half.

She had always spent money lavishly, and within a few days she couldn't bear the poverty of living in poverty.

After much deliberation, the idea came to An Zhengming's head.

It's a pity that An Zhengming didn't agree with her and didn't give her a good look at all.

"You are an adult, you have hands and feet. If you don't have enough money, you can earn it by yourself. I am just your eldest brother. I have no responsibility to support you."

An Zhengming finished speaking without politeness and drove people away: "Get out."

The closed door almost hit An Qi in the face, and An Qi backed away suddenly.

But when she remembered that An Zhengming had just returned to China and carefully prepared gifts for An Yan's three bastards, but showed no sign to her biological sister, she immediately gritted her teeth in hatred.

"An Zhengming! Who is your biological sister?!"

An Qi pushed open the door and growled at An Zhengming with red eyes.

"We were born from the same mother, and I am your biological sister. You can be so generous to that little bitch An Yan, why are you so stingy to me?"

"Get out!"

An Zhengming looked at the crazy An Qi in front of him, feeling even more disgusted in his heart.

An Qi sneered angrily and couldn't help but blurt out: "You are so indistinguishable from each other, people who don't know think you have fallen in love with that little bitch!"

"Shut up!" An Zhengming's eyes swept over like knives, and he shouted at An Qi.

But he didn't push An Qi out again.

An Zhengming stared at An Qi coldly for a moment, then his eyes flickered.

What does she know?
Did they know their relationship with An Yan, or something else?

In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through An Zhengming's mind, and finally turned into a cold voice.

"It's okay if you want money. You have to do something for me."

"Are you willing to give me money?" An Qi was stunned.

Could it be that what I said unintentionally...

An Qi looked at An Zhengming, whose face was gloomy, and suddenly felt a little scared.

A ridiculous idea came to mind, and An Qi's hair stood on end.

After a while, she spoke tremblingly: "What do you want me to do for you?"

Settle down in a small villa.

Zhan Mochen and An Yan returned home one after another.

"Hey, what did you do at home today?"

An Yan kissed the three little ones one by one on their faces.

"Brother teaches us the first-grade curriculum, but it's so boring."

An Nuannuan yawned cutely, indicating that she was so bored that she wanted to sleep.

After the schooling matters were agreed upon, An Chenchen began to take his younger siblings to prepare for the elementary school courses in advance.

But for the three little ones, this knowledge is really too simple. At a glance, they found that they knew it all.

An Yan was amused by An Nuannuan's naivety, and nodded her little nose: "Review the old and learn the new. Even if you all know it, you can't be proud."

"Do you still remember the tortoise and the hare race that Mommy told you about? The hare ran fast, but it was too proud and lost to the tortoise in the end."

An Yan reasoned with the three little ones step by step, and all three little ones nodded.

An Chenchen, the little teacher, was okay. An Suisui and An Nuannuan both lowered their heads in shame.

"Mommy, we were wrong. We must study hard and stop being proud." "Well, Mommy believes in you. Let's go, wash your hands and eat."

An Yan knew that the IQs of the three little ones were far above ordinary people, but she also knew that there was a story called "Shang Zhongyong."

When they are young, there are many children who are not necessarily better when they are older.

An Yan is proud of her three little ones, but she will not indulge their learning attitude just because they are smart.

While they were talking, Zhan Mochen came in carrying a cake.

"Daddy is back!" The three little ones rushed over to greet him.

Seeing the cake in Zhan Mochen's hand, An Nuannuan was a little confused: "Daddy, whose birthday is it today? Neither our birthday nor mommy's is today..."

An Suisui reacted immediately: "I know, today is daddy's birthday, right?"

"Yes, today is daddy's birthday."

Zhan Mochen admitted with a smile, but there was a flash of imperceptible pain in his eyes.

An Yan was slightly surprised, but thoughtfully took the cake from Zhan Mochen without asking any further questions.

"Zhan Mochen, happy birthday!" An Yan blessed with a smile.

The three little ones also quickly came up with a plan and pulled Zhan Mochen to sit down at the dining table.

"Daddy, sit down quickly and we'll sing happy birthday to you!"

It's too late to prepare gifts, but the three little ones are very good at singing happy birthday.

"Wait a minute, put the candles in first, and put a birthday hat on daddy!"

An Chenchen opened the cake box and took out the gift candles and birthday hat.

An Suisui climbed onto the chair and put in the candles.

An Nuannuan put a birthday hat on Zhan Mochen with her own hands.

Then he kissed Zhan Mochen on the face: "Daddy, I wish you a happy birthday, we will always love you!"

The soft and glutinous little daughter was like a white and soft glutinous rice dumpling, which made Zhan Mochen's heart melt.

"Daddy will always love you too." He kissed his little daughter, and then took An Chenchen and An Suisui into his arms as well.

An Suisui smiled and turned back to look at An Yan.

"And Mommy, she will always love you too, and you must always love Mommy too!"

"Yanyan, right?"

Zhan Mochen followed An Suisui's gaze and looked at An Yan, his eyes full of expectation.

The three little ones also looked at her expectantly.

An Yan's hand shook and the phone she was taking pictures almost dropped to the ground.

Being stared at passionately by four pairs of eyes, she wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.

But she couldn't bear to see the loss and sadness in the three little eyes.

She could only nod lightly: "Yes."

"Oh yes, Mommy will always love Daddy, and Daddy will always love Mommy!"

The three little ones danced and cheered, slipped off Zhan Mochen, stood in a row in front of the dining table, and began to sing happy birthday.

The heat on An Yan's face gradually faded, and she was finally no longer so embarrassed.

Of course, she was very familiar with this aspect. Every year on her and Ye Huan's birthdays, the three little ones would come to such a performance.

An Yan calmed down and began to command with a smile: "Ready - start!"

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you!"

"Happy birthday to you, Happy birthday to you, Happy birthday to you!"

The three children sang once each in their native language and English, and their immature children's voices echoed in the restaurant.

The white and tender little face is like a blooming sunflower, full of vigor and vitality. The little hands are clapped neatly, shaking their heads in time with the rhythm.

An Yan held her mobile phone and took pictures from various angles.

Zhan Mochen listened and watched with a smile.

Suddenly, his eyes turned red.

(End of this chapter)