Mr.Yan's spoiled little wife

Mingcaiyan smiled awkwardly and said, "this child has great opinions on me."

Banquet Secretary Ye didn't expose her, but said faintly, "it's okay. Just get used to it. He already feels weak, especially when facing you. He was angry with you before."

"After all, he thought his mommy had abandoned her."

There is resentment in the bottom of my heart. It makes sense.

Speaking of this, mingcaiyan immediately opened her eyes.

This child is a hidden danger sooner or later.

Mingcaiyan secretly plans how to put the plan on the agenda.

"It's all right. I'll just accompany him more."

Banquet Secretary Ye didn't agree, but said, "as long as you keep your body in the best condition and carry out the operation, there will be no less of what I promised you. But mingcaiyan, I have to make it clear to you that I will give you what you want, but don't expect what you can't get."

His words seemed to give mingcaiyan a bolt from the blue, splitting her from top to bottom.

"You. What are you talking about? How can I expect something that doesn't belong to me? You say, don't you?"

Banquet Secretary Ye snorted with a sneer and said, "it's better to be like this. Go back to your room. I'll persuade you about Yan Qiao."

When crossing mingcaiyan. He wouldn't even give her a small look.

Without looking at her, he crossed her and went upstairs to find Yan Qiao.

Mingcaiyan's face was ferocious and her hands were tightly held.

Sooner or later, she will let the banquet Secretary kneel down and beg herself to let him go.

Definitely, I will!

Mingcaiyan closes her eyes. All his vicious thoughts will be restrained.

Don't worry, don't worry, it's still early.

still early!

Upstairs, the banquet Secretary entered Yanqiao's room at night. I found Yan Qiao playing a ten order magic cube.

After being slightly surprised, I felt very uncomfortable.

"Xiao Qiao?"

Yan Qiao didn't look back at him, but kept playing with the magic cube in his hand and rotating to return the same color.

In just a few minutes, Yan Qiao spun back a Rubik's cube of disordered colors.

Each one has the right color.

"Daddy, what can I do for you?"

Although he didn't want to, he was still willing to listen to what daddy wanted to say.

"Xiao Qiao, you are very impolite today. Why? You don't like Ming Caiyan and don't have to express it so clearly?"

"Don't you really want to?"

Yan Qiao also wants to, but as long as he thinks that the person who donated bone marrow to himself is Ming Caiyan, he resists all over. When the bone marrow transplantation is successful, he will also fail because of his dislike.

"Daddy, I just don't like her. Don't I even have this right?"

It's not like that. Banquet Secretary night didn't expect that he thought so.

At a young age, I see too much. There are too many things in my head. What I say is too small for adults.

"Well, that's all for today. If you don't want to get along, don't get along. If you have any ideas in the future, just tell me directly?"

The banquet secretary sat beside Yan Qiao at night, raising his hand and rubbing his small head.

His heart was slightly sour. If he could, he really wanted to bear all this instead of Yan Qiao.

"Well, daddy, I listen to you. Even if I can't do it, I'll be good tempered and not angry."