Pampered Cute Mommy & Awesome President Daddy

She wouldn't listen to anything to say to this little demon.

These days, he more or less heard from his grandmother the "brilliant deeds" many months ago, so he can fully understand Yue'er's current performance.

As for acceptance, after a long time, you will always accept it slowly.

"Quan Yuhan, do you have any money? Buy me ice cream, okay? I managed to sneak out without telling my grandmother. It would be a shame to go back like this."

Yue'er pulled Yuhan and asked like a little overlord.

Yu Han shook his head, "Grandma said that eating ice cream will ruin her stomach. If you want to eat ice cream, go back to Quan's house. You can eat anything you want!"

"No! Your house is so boring, you can't run out to play, there are servants everywhere, and they don't help me take a bath! Do you know how hard it is to take a bath... At home, my mother helps me take a bath. What about..."

"Of course you have to wash it yourself, what if the servant finds you are a girl?"

Yu Han pulled her and said.

Although he is only five years old, he also knows that boys are not the same as girls.

No wonder this very nervous Yue'er hasn't been found in Quan's house for so long. It seems that the servants remember the rules he set before.

That's why Yueer was lucky enough to "survive".

"So, Yue'er doesn't like to take a bath by herself. What if the servant finds that Yue'er is a girl. Quan Yuhan, you should go back."

Although the two little guys were arguing, they kept holding their little hands.

Very affectionate.

It's just that neither of them noticed it.

"Yue'er, you will be the eldest daughter at Quan's house. You will wear many beautiful clothes!"

Yu Han began to adopt a soft-hearted policy.

"No, you have to wear your clothes if you want to pretend to be you when Yue'er goes."

Well, Yu Han has forgotten this point.

"Hmph, I'll go tell mom, let mom decide who should go back to your house!"

With anger, Yue'er broke away from Yuhan's little hands and walked forward.

Yu Han hurried to catch up, "Yue'er! I can't tell mom about this."

"Why? You said that Grandpa would bully us, so you can't tell grandma, why now you say you can't tell mother?"

Yue'er blinked her big eyes, puzzled.

Mom is Yue'er's favorite person, so why do you want to hide it from her mother?

Yu Han held her little hand tightly, for fear that she would run home on the impulse.

As he walked, he explained, "Do you know that mom now works in Dad's company."

"So?..."

Yu Han couldn't help but frowned, and said patiently, "The relationship between father and mother is the boss and subordinate, obviously different from the husband and wife relationship of other fathers and mothers. Moreover, father didn't know that you and mother existed. Mom doesn’t know that I and Dad exist, don’t you think it’s weird? Which dad and mom don’t know their children?"

Yue'er nodded without understanding, then scratched her head, and it took a long time before pouting her little mouth, "Well, it's really weird... Let's just ask mother if it's fine, maybe mother knows that she didn't tell. What about us?"

After all, he hurried home.

Anyway, she thinks the adult world is so strange.

There are always many things that cannot be told to children.

Maybe my mother knew about the existence of Quan Yuhan?

"I said I can't tell my mother..."

Yu Han was dragged by her to a trot all the way, almost getting angry.

Why is this guy so stupid?

Sure enough, it is useless to reason with women.

Because she doesn't listen at all.

The night is getting darker, and it's the beginning of the season.

An expensive private car was walking slowly on the street.

Lin Moge sat in the co-pilot and looked out the window.

From time to time, secretly turned his head and glanced at Quan Jianli's side face.

He has been pulled out since the morning, and has been around till now.

Sit in the car for a whole day!

Her little **** is almost stiff, okay.

Moreover, for so long, he hasn't said a word to her except when he spoke on the phone!

He didn't even know who he was looking for.

I want to come too, he must have been looking for that woman, right?

But if such a big living person wants to hide, even if he digs the whole S three feet into the ground, he may not be able to find it, right?

Not to mention driving around the street like him.

How can such a high-ranking international superstar wander the streets late at night?

But she dared not speak.

For fear that another sentence will be wrong, and more cruel punishment will be incurred.

No matter, let's continue to be her foil.

Maybe he just didn't want to come out and look for it by himself, and be annoying by himself, so he brought her.

He sighed helplessly, when he was about to continue pretending to be dead, "Gurulu..."

There was a strange noise in the stomach.

His face flushed instantly, and he was so embarrassed that he wanted to hide.

He frowned slightly, glanced at her from the corner of his eye, and pulled his lips slightly, "Go eat first."

As soon as I heard that there was food, the embarrassment just now disappeared.

"what are we eating?"

Both eyes blinked straight.

This is not to blame her, after all, I followed him for a day and didn't even eat lunch.

People are iron rice and steel, and she is not an iron man.

Suddenly realized that I was too impatient, and quickly changed his words, "Ah, let's find someone first... Business matters..."

Seeing that she was resolute and cautious in her words and deeds, his eyebrows slowly stretched out, and he drove out of the alley toward the city center.

"What to eat."

He spoke abruptly, although in a questioning tone, there was no emotion.

She blinked her eyes and thought for a while, and said in a huff, "It's better to be simple, or else go for hot pot? Fast food?"

After speaking, he regretted it again. He would definitely not eat these things.

According to his style, it is either an Italian restaurant or a French restaurant, or otherwise, it is Japanese cuisine.

But why does she get cold when she thinks of Japanese cuisine?

It seems that yesterday's event hurt her young heart very much.

"Otherwise, it's okay to eat noodles. It's good to fill your stomach anyway, isn't it still looking for someone..."

For her, it is still working time.

It’s not bad to be allowed to eat. Where can I be picky eaters?

Quan Jianli glanced at her diagonally, her eyes dull, and a complex expression seemed to flash.

The thin lips opened lightly, and a few words came out, "I don't eat junk food."

amount……

Lin Moge was in a cold sweat. This servant said that the food she just said was all junk food?

Haha, but so is it.

For people like him who only eat organic foods, imported foods, and are obsessed with cleanliness, of course they won't go to that kind of popular restaurant.

He curled his lips and said nothing.

The car fell into awkward silence for an instant, and ten minutes later, it stopped in front of a Sichuan restaurant.

She knows this shop and it is very famous.

However, because it is so famous, it is full of customers every day, and you have to wait in line when you arrive late.

Quan Jianli, who has never liked noisy, came to such a place? This surprised her a bit.

"That... President Quan, don't you like spicy food?"

She still couldn't help asking.

"You like it."

He left a thoughtless sentence and walked inside.

Lin Moge was taken aback, and it took him a long time to react. Is this man hungry? Would you consider her choice?

She likes spicy food, yes, but according to his temperament, shouldn't she be opposed to her?

"President Quan, you are not..."

"your treat."

He looked down at her, his indifferent tone was undoubtedly another blow.

Sure enough, she knew that this fellow was not so kind!

As soon as she gritted her teeth, followed behind and walked in, she asked her to please.

Anyway, because of the drawings, she felt a little sorry.

Treat him as an apologize if he invites him to dinner.

Although the meal has passed, the restaurant is still very popular. Almost every table is full and very few are empty.

It looks really lively.

Quan Jianli was about to walk straight upstairs. She was so scared that her heart trembled, and she quickly stopped, "President Quan, let's eat downstairs, the private room is too boring."

Since yesterday's events, she has been eager for the private rooms above the second floor.

Who knows if this man will temporarily turn his face again, what if she is asked to jump again?

And there are only two of them in the private room, she always feels uneasy.

Quan Jianli frowned slightly and glanced at the lively scene in the hall with a cold face, full of displeasure.

"Too noisy."

The faint voice directly expressed his position.

But Lin Moge is not easy to deal with.

For the sake of your own life, you should be smooth when it is time to be smooth.

He hurriedly pulled him to an empty seat in the corner, "There shouldn't be any room left at this time. It's fine to eat soon. There is still business."

He curled his eyebrows and was pulled by her, but didn't say anything.

But those noisy sounds are indeed a little uncomfortable.

In the end, Lin Moge ordered a few stir-fries, and in order to take care of Quan Jianli, he ordered something lighter.

Taking a look at the man who was still holding the menu and researching, she suddenly felt a trace of anxiety.

This guy is not going to take revenge, so what should be more expensive?

With his small belly chicken intestines, this is really possible!

But forget it, anyway, this meal is also to make amends.

The big deal closed his eyes and he got rid of it once.

"This...this...and this..."

Quan Jianli wasn't welcome. Her slender fingers were pointing randomly on the menu. The momentum was comparable to Zhuge Liang's guidance.

Just listen to that, this guy has ordered more than a dozen dishes!

Her heart was dripping blood.

I glanced at the menu just now, and the prices of the dishes in this restaurant are not cheap.

If there are more than a dozen...

Oh, it's over.

She can already see the scene where the credit card is maxed out this month.

Those are all red tickets.

Distressed, distressed...

Quan Jianli didn't care what was going on in her heart, she still wrinkled her brows and looked unhappy.