Whole life spoiled Marriage: Disabled Big Brother's Alternate Wife

Liu Youran looked at the small movements of the two people at the bottom of his eyes. The corners of his mouth raised an invisible arc slightly, and then looked at Si Yao: "can miss Si make tea?"

In any case, it is also a woman who can make a breakthrough in the business world. Even if she speaks later, she can bring her own strong aura.

Si Yao couldn't help thinking that she was a woman who could give birth to an MO Nian. This aura was the same as that engraved by a mold.

"Well, yes." She got up when she should.

An MO Nian raised his eyebrows slightly. He didn't know that his little thing still knew these.

Si Yao skillfully picked up a pot of boiling water placed on the table, picked up the tea cup to be used in the meeting in her left hand and ironed it slowly.

After this series of actions, the next step is to warm the tea pot and cup.

Everything, she did not hurry or slow, orderly, and the whole person was immersed in the tea ceremony.

Seeing this, Liu Youran added another point to his satisfaction. I have to say that her tea making moves are skillful and beautiful, which makes people feel comfortable.

"Aunt, do you prefer stronger or lighter tea?" At the stage of making tea, Si Yao asked.

Liu Youran collected his thoughts in his eyes and simply replied, "light tea."

"OK." Si Yao said, and the movement on his hand continued.

Soon, a faint smell of tea spread in the private room, fresh and elegant, just like the person who cooks tea.

"Aunt, please have tea." Si Yao held the teacup ear in one hand and held the bottom in the other hand, respectfully handing it to Liu Youran.

Although a set of actions can't be compared with professionals, they can't make mistakes.

For Si Yao, Liu Youran was more satisfied with it. He took a sip of tea and gave an evaluation a few seconds later: "good."

Si Yao smiled faintly, without arrogance or impatience, and then looked at an MO Nian: "would you like a drink, too?"

Anmo Nian looked at her without blinking. She looked like a dog waiting for food from her master.

Si Yao is speechless. Can't this man be subtle in front of his elders?

When Liu Youran couldn't see the interaction between the couple, he cleared his throat and asked, "Miss Si has learned to make tea before?"

Siyao's smile on her lips was frozen for a moment. She quickly adjusted: "well, it was involved."

It's not just that she was involved. At the beginning, she was taken back to Si's house. Although Zhan Suyun wanted her to marry an MO Nian for her, she couldn't bear to see her living at home. Try every means to torture yourself every day and constantly find something to do for yourself. Making tea for her is one of them.

Fortunately, she gradually likes making tea, because when making tea, she can calm her mood.

Liu Youran, with sharp eyes, caught a moment of freezing on her face. When thinking of her life experience, it's natural to guess how many twists and turns she has.

After sipping a few cups of tea, she put down the cup. She looked at Si Yao and seemed to see through the people in front of her: "is Si Weidong Miss Si's father?"

"Yes." Si Yao generously admitted that his eyes were clear without any embarrassment and guilt: "without him, there would be no me in the world, but that's all."

Liu Youran only saw magnanimity in Si Yao's eyes.

"OK, I see." Nodding slightly, she said no more.

Indeed, not every man in this world deserves the word father.

Not an awkward silence, it spread in the room.

A moment later, Liu Youran's tea cup bottomed out, and Si Yao naturally added a cup to her.

Liu Youran looked at his son who never spoke, but he saw that his eyes were full of Si Yao, and his eyes looking at Si Yao were absolutely spoiled.

Liu Youran, his son, knows that Mo Nian is always cold to people and will not have superfluous emotions. However, when he looks at Si Yao, his eyes are tender. From the heart, Si Yao is different from others.

Seeing this, she was no longer silent. After sipping her tea, she calmly opened her mouth: "settle down there, Mo Nian, what are your plans?"

Speaking of settling down, Ben's soft eyes suddenly cooled, but he soon recovered: "isn't the old house going to have a party this week? On that day, I'll take Yaoyao back."

Liu Youran nodded. She has only one son. No matter what he wants to do, she will naturally support him. Even if the world thinks his son is wrong, she will stand behind him and support him unconditionally.

Pointing to the belly and rubbing the cup body, an MO Nian's eyes were obviously cold: "will he come back for the party this week?"

Liu Youran knows who he is talking about.

With obvious disdain in her eyes, she said faintly, "I should come back."

The voice fell, and the two didn't go on with the topic.

A few minutes later, Liu Youran stood up: "well, let's stop here today. I have to deal with something at the company, Miss si..."

When Si Yao heard Liu Youran call herself, she also stood up.

Liu Youran took out a box from his satchel. The velvet box was opened and contained a transparent green jade bracelet.

Without speaking, she directly pulled Si Yao's hand and forcibly put the jade bracelet on.

Siyao subconsciously looks at Anmo Nian.

An MO Nian smiled faintly at her and joked in her eyes: "what am I doing? Don't call Mom quickly."

He knows the jade bracelet his mother took out.

Si Yao certainly understood that this was Liu Youran's recognition of his meaning, so he didn't affectate. He calmly accepted the things and shouted, "thank you, mom."

"Yes." It is still an indifferent look, and the answer is very simple, but there is more softness on the face.

Soon, Liu Youran left.

There were only two of them left in the private room. An MO Nian pulled Si Yao into his arms and rubbed on her lips for a while. Then he reluctantly let go and said solemnly: "Mrs. an, she is my mother and will be your relatives and your mother from now on. This will never change."

Si Yao nodded and a sense of sadness and warmth rose in her heart: "well, I know."

She understood what he meant.

Aware that the body in his arms was soft, Anmo Nian's lip flap raised, and the hand that originally hugged her waist was also restless.

"Don't make trouble." Si Yao glared at him.

She felt the vibration of a mobile phone in her bag. When she took it out, it was a message. She clicked on the content and sneered on her face.

Seeing that her face was constantly cold, Anmo Nian slowly took a handful of her hair and played with it: "what's the matter? Someone bullied our little things?"

His voice is as low and magnetic as ever, just like a light feather, slowly teasing Si Yao's heart.