Mummy is here, daddy spoils!

Luo Yanqing, the prodigal son of the apprentice, has always had no good impression, and whether he is Xia Zhian's friend or not, he directly pretended not to hear it, even owed a smile, and drank the cup of milk tea in front of him as if nothing had happened.

Yan shaoting closed the door and was not angry. He smiled and took back his hand, but he still stared at Luo Yanqing with a meaningful smile on his face.

Zhou Yalan couldn't help it. She almost instantly saw that Mr. Yan's identity was unusual. How could she miss such a good opportunity?

"Hello, Mr. Yan!" Zhou Yalan smiled, stretched out her hand and said, "I'm also an an's classmate. My name is Zhou Yalan."

But Yan shaoting didn't expect to learn from Luo Yanqing, and pretended not to hear it. He continued to stare at Luo Yanqing, just like he couldn't see Zhou Yalan's hand.

Zhou Yalan's face turned red in an instant. She couldn't stand down, so she had to withdraw her hand awkwardly, but she stared at Xia Zhian with hatred.

Xia Zhian feels inexplicable. What's her business?

The atmosphere became a little strange. Xia Zhian looked at Mo Qingchen and asked, "Mr. Mo, why are you here?"

"Take you back." Mo Qingchen said expressionless.

The simple four words made Xia Zhian feel a throb. She was flattered. Mo Qingchen came to pick her up in person?

I didn't want to stay here anymore. Xia Zhian said to the other roommates, "I really want to go, so we'll get together again next time."

Luo Yanqing was noncommittal. She wanted to go, even when she stood up.

"I don't know where Miss Luo is going. I can see you off." Yan shaoting volunteered.

In Zhou Yalan's jealousy, Luo Yanqing said calmly, "don't bother you, I'll drive."

"Well, I just didn't drive. Why don't Miss Luo give me a ride?" Yan shaoting asked with a smile.

Luo Yanqing looked at him expressionless and didn't say anything. He directly stepped on his long legs and high heels, leaving everyone a natural and unrestrained figure.

Seeing Yan shaoting's eyes still stuck to others, Mo Qingchen joked, "OK, take your time and we'll go."

With that, Mo Qingchen and Xia Zhian are ready to leave.

"Don't --" Yan shaoting immediately recovered. He had to find Xia Zhian to inquire about the news. "Why is mo Shao like this? I won't care if you pick up Miss Xia?"

Mo Qingchen stared at him and said, "shut up."

Yan shaoting doesn't care, but Xia Zhian next to him feels very embarrassed.

After getting on the bus, Yan shaoting immediately entangled Xia Zhian and kept asking about Luo Yanqing's news.

"Miss Xia, your classmate named Luo Yanqing, is she single now?" Yan shaoting asked.

"I don't know." Xia Zhian said in order to give Mo Qingchen face.

"Aren't you roommates?" Yan shaoting asked, "have you seen her particularly close to any opposite sex?"

"I usually work, and seldom in the bedroom." Xia Zhian said perfunctorily.

"Then ask for me. I want to invite her out to dinner."

"In fact, Yan Qing --" Xia Zhian was perfunctory and tired, but she couldn't ignore Yan shaoting. Just when she couldn't hold on, Mo Qingchen finally spoke to save her.

"You've had enough." Mo Qingchen said coldly.

"Yo..." Yan shaoting smiled vaguely, bumped Mo Qingchen's shoulder and said, "I just asked a few questions and won't do anything to Miss Xia. You'll protect it now?"

Hearing Yan shaoting's words, Xia Zhian jumped in her heart. She thanked Mo Qingchen for helping her out, but it can't be regarded as "protecting". It's very ambiguous to say so.

"Don't harass her," said Mo Qingchen.

"Ha ha..." Yan shaoting smiled impolitely and asked, "do you want me not to harass Miss Xia, or Luo Yanqing?"

The conversation between the two seemed to go too far. Of course, they were mainly biased by Yan shaoting. Mo Qingchen spoke normally, but Xia Zhian didn't know why she felt uncomfortable.

"Get out." Mo Qingchen glared at Yan shaoting and said, "if you talk nonsense, get off my car."

"OK, I won't say, OK?" Yan shaoting raised his hand to surrender and blinked at Xia Zhian. Xia Zhian was stupid on the spot.

When he arrived at the Mohist school, Mo Qingchen had just entered the house, and the housekeeper hurried forward with a frown on his face.

"Mr. Mo, you are back at last!" said the housekeeper eagerly.

"What's up?"

"The young lady refused to eat. She should be hungry at the moment, but it's no use coaxing anyone. She wouldn't touch the dinner prepared by the servant. It won't work if Miss Sun advised her nearby."

Hearing the housekeeper's words, Xia Zhian also looked puzzled. She couldn't understand why the clever ink brocade candy was so abnormal today.

After they entered the dining room, Mo Qingchen frowned and asked, "why don't you eat?"

Mo Jintang was still afraid of Mo Qingchen, but after all, she was a little girl. Relying on someone's favor, she still stuck her neck and said, "I don't want to eat what they cook. I want to eat what my aunt makes!"

Xia Zhian immediately explained, "I'm sorry, Tangtang. Aunt has something to delay today. In case of such a situation in the future, you'll eat something to cushion your stomach and don't be hungry, OK?"

"Not good!" MOJIN sugar wrinkled a small face, full of unhappiness, said, "if my aunt doesn't come back, I won't eat!"

Mingming is very arrogant, but Xia Zhian doesn't feel angry when she says so, but feels distressed.

"That aunt will do it for you now, OK?" Xia Zhian coaxed.

Mo Qingchen saw that Xia Zhian controlled the situation, so he didn't bother to deal with these trivial things and went upstairs directly.

So, there were only Xia Zhian and two little guys left in the kitchen.

Mo Jintang sat on the table, pursed his lips and waited for Xia Zhian's feeding. Xia Zhian was busy in the kitchen, followed by Mo Jinnian's little tail.

"Every year, you go out with your sister first. It's very dangerous in the kitchen. Don't stay here," Xia Zhian said.

Mo Jinnian put in his hands and said seriously, "I have something to tell you."

Xia Zhian was amused by his serious appearance. With a smile, she squatted in front of Mo Jinnian and asked, "OK, tell me, aunt, listen."

Mo Jinnian said, "you must go home on time and don't run around."

"If you really have something to do, you should tell Tangtang and me. Don't be like today. Tangtang can't see you and won't even eat. She must be hungry." when Mo Jinnian spoke, his small face wrinkled like a little old man.

Children are different from adults. They usually say what they think. They don't have so many twists and turns. They like and hate it very directly.

Mo Jinnian said to let Xia Zhian "go home" on time. The word did not exist since her parents separated. Later, it became a rental house for her and Xia Yifan. However, recently, even Xia Yifan didn't see her for a few times. Instead, she stayed in the Mohist school longer and longer.

Xia Zhian was inexplicably warm in her heart. She knew that the two children were sincere to her. She hugged Mo Jinnian's thin shoulder, patted it, and solemnly said, "OK, aunt promised you."