Mr.Li, your wife is super fierce

Ann brought the menu.

Li Zixuan looked up at the woman in red standing there to answer the phone and asked, "your boss?"

"Yes."

Ann nodded.

Li Zixuan looked at it with interest.

How do you feel that the diner's boss has some similarities in dressing style with Yan Mo?

Yan Mo likes red. There are many red skirts at home, long and short.

Jiang Xuaner seems to like red too.

She has a good figure. She is three centimeters shorter than Yan Mo, but she is still medium.

And her makeup is very charming and amorous.

It's just that the voice of talking on the phone is really a little ugly.

Li Zixuan ordered some dishes and asked Ann to serve them later.

Ann took the menu to the back kitchen.

Li Zixuan got up with Tang Zihao and planned to take Tang Zihao to the bathroom.

When she turned around, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of Jiang Xuaner's mobile phone screen, and her face changed slightly.

Jiang Xuaner also looked at her and smiled gently.

Li Zixuan was stunned and took Tang Zihao to the bathroom. A flash of calculation flashed in her eyes.

So it is

When Li Zixuan brought Tang Zihao back, his friend had already come.

After dinner, Li Zixuan asked someone to take Tang Zihao away, but she stayed with the diner.

"What's up?"

Jiang Xuaner came over and smiled at Li Zixuan.

"Nothing. I just feel like I'm in tune with Miss Jiang, so I want to stay and sit for a while. I wonder if Miss Jiang is happy?"

"Of course."

Jiang xuan'er nodded, "visitors are guests. I'm naturally welcome."

"I'm not a big deal. I just want to remind Miss Jiang that since she chose to put it down, she should put it down completely, such as the photos on her mobile phone."

"Otherwise, it's easy to be misunderstood."

Jiang Xuaner's face changed and suddenly thought of her screensaver.

"Well, I have nothing to do. I'll go back first."

"Miss Jiang's restaurant is doing well, but my sister-in-law likes Sichuan food. Your Sichuan food seems to be a little poor. I'll come often in the future. Bye."

Li Zixuan took her bag, got up and left with elegant movements.

Jiang Xuaner opens her mobile phone and sees her screensaver. After thinking for a long time, she still changes it mercilessly.

She thought her cell phone would not be seen, but it would be found inadvertently.

In a moment, the mobile phone rang.

Jiang xuan'er answered the phone. There came the child's cry and the woman's anxious voice, "Miss, come back quickly. The child has been crying and is crying for you."

"Let him cry, don't bother."

Jiang xuan'er yelled impatiently, "you can cry all day. I'm busy outside making money for you to eat and drink. What can I cry for?"

"Don't worry about him. Leave him there and cry if you want. Forget it. You've only known to cry since you were born. It's useless."

Jiang Xuaner hung up angrily.

Ann packed up and came out.

Jiang xuan'er restrained her mood, looked at her and said, "find another master of Sichuan cuisine. This can't be done. Quit."

"Oh, OK."

Ann nodded, didn't ask much, and went to work very smart.

At work, Li Beicheng came to pick up Yan Mo and brought potatoes.

Potatoes spent most of the day in Li's today.

Grandpa and grandma took him to play.

After he passed, he immediately became a treasure in the company.

Potatoes, more than three months old, still don't like to talk and like to have a small face.

This is undoubtedly inherited from his father.

Li Beicheng got out of the car with his son and entered the studio.

A group of people envy him. He is a handsome husband and a cool son.

The boss is not the winner of life. Who is the winner of life?

Potatoes see mother babbling to hug.

Yan Mo hugged him for a while, and Li Beicheng took him over.

Little potato is a little unhappy.

Li Beicheng nodded his head. "Mom has been tired at work all day. Don't make trouble with mom, do you hear me?"

The little potato nestled in his arms and looked very unhappy.

"Come on, let's go home."

"OK."

With his son in one hand and his wife in the other, the prince went out of the studio. He envied a group of people who wanted to get off work.

Li Shao, this is too spoiled. Because he is worried that the boss is tired of holding the child, he has been holding the potato himself.

If they find a man who is half as good as Li, they will be satisfied.

Zhan Yi reached out and poked Nan Wan. "Li Shao and ER Shao are brothers. You have a good grasp of Li Er Shao. Li Er Shao is also good."

"We are just friends."

Nanwan anxiously explained.

Zhan Yi squinted. "Don't explain. I heard Li Er Shao call you for dinner several times."

Nan Wan blushed and bowed his head.

She and Li Nanting didn't fall in love formally.

Just after that meeting, I became familiar with it slowly.

Li Nanting often chats with her on wechat and occasionally talks about some troubles at home.

Nan Wan is a very gentle girl. She will listen to him patiently and comfort him.

Li Nanting also asked Nan wan to have dinner.

But Nanwan didn't go at last.

The driver is waiting outside.

Yan Mo is telling Li Beicheng what happened in the studio today.

Jiang Xuaner just left, holding the car key in her hand.

"Is this your husband and your son?"

Jiang Xuaner glanced at the quiet little potato in Li Beicheng's arms and said with a smile.

Yan Mo nodded, "HMM."

"Where's such a lovely little guy? I'll hug him."

Jiang Xuaner reached out to hold the potatoes.

Yan Mo frowned.

Just met today.

She doesn't like strangers holding her son.

Li Beicheng didn't give Jiang Xuaner any face, so he opened the door with his son in his arms.

Jiang xuan'er was very embarrassed.

Yan Mo explained with a smile, "sorry, my son is afraid of strangers and doesn't let strangers hold him. He cries as soon as others hold him."

In fact, potatoes are not so delicate.

She just doesn't like Jiang Xuaner when she sees her, so she doesn't want her to be too close to her son.

And they are not very familiar.

She took the initiative to hold the little potato.

Yan Mo is disgusted with Jiang Xuaner's behavior.

"Oh, it doesn't matter. My son is not afraid of birth. I thought children were the same as my son."

"You have a son, too?"

Yan Mo was surprised, but he didn't see that Jiang Xuaner was a mother.

Jiang Xuaner nodded. "He's younger than your son. My husband runs a small business. Usually he takes more sons, so I'm very relaxed."

"It seems that you two are too. Your husband likes taking care of children very much."

Yan Mo smiled, "my husband is very busy, but when he is not busy, he is really taking care of the children."

"We're going home for dinner. Bye."

Yan Mo got on the bus first, took the potato, and then Li Beicheng got on the bus.

The driver started the car, stepped on the accelerator and left quickly.

Jiang xuan'er stood there, looking cold, bending her mouth and outlining a disdainful smile.