Baby Assist: Mommy, have another child!

"Doodle doodle..."

Yan Huan looked at the black screen and smiled. "She should be listening to the performance, so she didn't answer."

With that, she turned and looked at the man.

Just to the man's cold side face, she frowned, "why do you look so sad?"

Ji Yunchen said coldly, "why do you keep your mobile phone if you don't use it?"

"How can she let the cell phone ring destroy the beauty of a person who loves the piano like the soul?"

The man hissed, "soul? A woman like her also has a soul? It's no different from a string puppet."

Yan Huan frowned, "is it not because of you that she will become like this?"

Ji Yunchen glanced at her coldly, "I think you should thank me for saving her from the sea of suffering, or let others buy her. Do you think she will live better than now?"

Which of those people in the auction house didn't go for curiosity?

Those who were bought there had only one fate - death.

The only difference is suicide and being played to death.

Only a handful of people can live more than half a year.

Yan Huan turned his face and said in a cold voice, "I don't know what others will do, but at least I won't break her fingers."

"Do you know how much Jolin loves music? If you break her hand, it's equivalent to breaking the bird's wings. She can't see the blue sky again in her life."

Ji Yunchen looked at her with light eyes, "since you know you can't fly, why don't you stay in the cage honestly?"

Yan Huan tightened his eyebrows. "Not all birds are canaries. There is a kind of bird that can't fly into the blue sky. It will only die slowly in a cage."

Ji Yunchen glanced at her with low eyes, "I don't know what the bird you said is, but I can be sure that Jolin is not such a bird."

Yan Huan looked at him unreasonably, "you deserve to be unhappy."

Ji Yunchen hooked his lips. "If I'm not happy, it will only make her more unfortunate. Therefore, I can take what you just said as your curse on Jolin?"

Yan Huan: "

Can't communicate with this man anymore.

She turned and sat down on the sofa, automatically shielding the man aside.

She clicked on the message and was surprised to find that the chat message with Mu Shixun had been deleted.

You don't have to think about it. Some vinegar jar did it.

She frowned, exited the SMS interface, and saw a row of scarlet marks in the lower left corner.

13 missed calls?

She didn't notice the call record just now. Open it quickly. The first one is Bai Lao's phone.

She dialed without thinking, and the phone was picked up in a second.

"Hey, Yan Huan."

Yan Huan, who was suddenly called by the roll, was stunned.

Across the phone, the old man's voice became cold, even a trace of anger.

Thinking of the hot search, Yan Huan sighed slightly.

"Sorry, I just saw your call. Are you calling about Bai Qingfeng? Let me explain to you..."

"No, it's not clear on the phone. Open the door and I'll talk to you face to face."

"Hey?"

Yan Huan was stunned and his eyes fell to the gate, "are you downstairs?"

"Otherwise? How many calls have I made to you and smelly boy, and which of you answered? I don't come to find it. Are you waiting for people all over the country to see my white family joke?"

The old man's anger can be felt over the phone.

Yan Huan sighed, "wait a minute, I'll go down and open the door."

After hanging up, she hurried downstairs.

His eyes fell on the kitchen and paused for a few seconds.

It's a shame for them to go and find him now after their quarrel?

Besides... She doesn't want Mu Shixun to know about their quarrel.

When she looked back, she went straight to the door and opened it.

Old Bai appeared behind the door with a leading stick.

Behind him stood a line of bodyguards.

The white old man snorted coldly, "it took so long to open the door. Are you a snail?"

Yan Huan twitched at the corner of his mouth, "if you come to quarrel, I can't let you in."

Old Bai stared, "presumptuous, do you still have an elder like me in your eyes?"

Yan huangang wanted to retort. Old Bai threw the bibcock in his hand and gave her a hard blow on her thigh.

"Hiss!" She exhaled softly and tears almost rolled down.

She glared at Bai Lao angrily, "my parents haven't hit me!"

The white old man groaned, "so you're a child. Besides, I don't know what's wrong with such a big man?"

Yan Huan looked at him inexplicably, "I'm in good health."

"Didn't the doctor say your stomach needs conditioning?"

Yan Huan paused, "I really had gastritis before..."

"That's it. If you have nothing to do, knock the acupoint I just hit twice. It's helpful to your stomach."

Yan Huan looked down and noticed that the position that Bai Lao had just hit was Fu rabbit point.

It wasn't beating her, but treating her with kindness?

The white old man said coldly, "don't you let me in quickly? You still want to be beaten, don't you?"

Yan Huan smiled and stepped aside. "Where dare you not enter?"

Old Bai proudly snorted and came in with a crutch.

When Ji Yunchen saw the old man, he suddenly got up and nodded to him.

Yan Huan saw Ji Yunchen's obedient and polite side for the first time. He was surprised and said, "Grandpa, do you know him?"

Old Bai glanced at her, "Xiao Ji, of course. His grandfather and I are also the top leaders in the army."

Yan Huan was stunned.

Is Ji Yunchen's grandfather a soldier?

The first thing that came to her mind was that when her grandfather was a soldier, how could she cultivate her grandson into a black astringent?

Ji Yunchen put away his evil smile and greeted lightly, "I haven't seen you for a long time. Bai Lao's body is still as strong as before."

Yan Huan opened her mouth and looked at Ji Yunchen strangely.

Is this the same man who called Bai Laoda's name at the party two days ago?

Sure enough, there was another face in front of the elders!

Old Bai laughed, "I can live at least another twenty years."

"That's nature."

Yan Huan looked at their greetings with her lips, and there was always a sense of unreal.

"Girl, why don't you see the smelly boy? Do you know I'm coming and have no face to see me?"

"He's busy. He didn't know you were coming."

"Busy?" The white old man snorted, "what is he busy doing? Is he dealing with Bai?"

"Although my eldest son is useless, he is at least your elder. What did he do to let you abuse him so?"

Yan Huan looked at old Bai blowing his beard and staring, frowned and explained what had happened.

Bai Lao's face gradually changed from red to cyan.

Bang, the tap crutches hit the ground hard.

"This beast!"