Author: Qiao Dingding

Shen Yanchuan's eyes fell on the childish round face, and then on the comb held in her little hand, and her dark eyebrows slowly tightened.

Before he could refuse, he heard the little kid's voice cheering: "This way, Dad, you can help Yangyang comb her hair every day! Dad, are you happy?"

"Pfft——"

Li Yang failed to hold back his laughter again.

Just, it's really funny.

Shen Yanchuan turned his head and looked at her silently.

Li Yang: "..."

She and the man looked at each other, pursed her lips and tried to stop her laughter, and said with a serious face: "Are you happy?"

"Do you think I'm happy?" Shen Yanchuan asked coldly.

Li Yang blinked, and a smile appeared at the end of his eyes, "Then how do I know? We don't have the same understanding."

"Dad, are you happy?" the young child asked.

Shen Yanchuan said calmly: "You can just give it to Li Yang directly."

Youyou was stunned for a moment, her big black eyes filled with confusion: "Why? Dad, don't you want it?"

Shen Yanchuan: "..."

Who would want a gift that can only be given to someone else?

"He may not like this gift." Li Yang explained.

The young girl frowned, and her voice sounded distressed: "But there is no other gift suitable for daddy."

Hearing the little boy's words, Shen Yanchuan suddenly realized that he might have misunderstood her.

He originally thought that the kid gave him this comb so that he could comb Li Yang's hair, but now it seems that this is not the case.

The little kid probably couldn't choose a suitable gift for him, so he chose this comb and found a suitable reason to give it to him.

Shen Yanchuan's expression softened a little, but he soon felt something was wrong.

Why do you want to give a comb to comb Li Yang's hair? Doesn't he have any hair of his own to use?

"Dad, do you really not like it?" Xiaotuanzi asked anxiously.

Before Shen Yanchuan could speak, Ms. Han said: "If Yanchuan doesn't like it, then give it to me. I quite like it."

"I like it too, please give it to me." Shen Yanfei also jumped out to grab the gift, "My uncle really likes this comb. The shape of the crescent moon is very special."

Shen Yanchuan: "?"

Are you polite?

Before he even refused, someone was already vying for his gift.

Youyou didn't expect that your grandma and uncle would like the gift so much that your father didn't like it.

She had thought about it, if her father really didn't like it, she would let her grandma and uncle use rock, paper, scissors, and give it to whoever won.

"Dad?" Xiaoyou called out softly.

Everyone looked at Shen Yanchuan, waiting for his statement.

His eyes darkened, he looked at the comb in the kid's hand, his thin lips moved slightly, and he said softly: "It doesn't matter whether you like it or not. If you insist on giving it, then I can only accept it."

Li Yang: "?"

Listen, is this what people say?

It doesn’t matter if you like it or not, if you insist on giving it, I will accept it.

If she gives a gift to someone else and they respond in this way, then she won't give it.

The most annoying person to show off.

Even Ms. Han and Shen Yanfei couldn't help but frown, and there seemed to be a little contempt in their eyes.

It's a pity that a four-year-old child can't understand how outrageous this is.

Youyou looked around at everyone with your round eyes, and said in a childish voice: "Daddy said he would keep the comb. Next time Youyou can buy a better-looking one for grandma and uncle, okay?"

Ms. Han and Shen Yanfei could only nod their heads, secretly cursing their eldest son/brother for not being a human being.

Youyou put the wooden comb into the palm of her father's hand and said in a sweet voice: "Dad, please remember to comb Yangyang's hair."

Shen Yanchuan put away the wooden comb and did not answer this sentence, diverting Xiaotuanzi's attention: "Why do you smell so bad?"

"Does it stink?" Xiaotuanzi immediately sniffed his arm in a panic, "It doesn't stink."

She didn't smell any stench.

"I smell it." Shen Yanchuan opened his eyes and lied, "It should be the smell of sweat. Go take a shower. It doesn't smell very good."

other people:"……"

Is this a lack of humanity or a loss of morality?

When Youyou was taken upstairs by Aunt Fang, Shen Yanfei suddenly thought of something very important, "Youyou, where is the gift from uncle? Uncle hasn't received the gift yet!"

The young child's back stiffened and he pretended not to hear.

Too bad, I didn’t even buy a gift for my little uncle!

At that time, she only had Yang Yang, her father and her grandma in her heart.

Wuwuwu, I'm so sorry, little uncle.

Shen Yanfei didn't know anything about this, and then shouted to the back of his little niece: "Well, little one, go take a bath first, and remember to come and give a gift to your little uncle later!"

Li Yang looked at him sympathetically.

As far as she knew, Youyou didn't buy any gifts for Shen Yanfei.

This kid is destined to be disappointed.

At this time, the servant brought over a fruit plate, including peaches, guava and dragon fruit.

"Did Shi Yue send these fruits over this afternoon?" Li Yang asked.

The servant nodded: "Yes, young mistress."

Li Yang took a piece of peach and suddenly thought of something while eating it.

She tilted her head slightly and looked at the man with a perfect profile.

Shen Yanchuan noticed her gaze and looked sideways at her. The next second he saw a sweet smile on the woman's fair and delicate face.

"Husband." Li Yang found that he was now screaming more and more smoothly.

Shen Yanchuan: "..."

He pursed his lips, furrowed his dark eyebrows, and did not respond.

Li Yang poked a piece of peach and handed it to him, "Eat the peach."

Shen Yanfei on the side immediately became energetic when he heard these words, and his tone became weird, "No, no, no, sister-in-law, you love my brother so much, but you don't know that he is allergic to peach?"

Li Yang: "..."

She really wanted to give this guy a slipper.

Li Yang put the peach down, his eyes fell on the man's handsome face, and his tone was full of care, "Yan Chuan, why didn't you tell me you were allergic to peaches? Are you afraid that I would worry? Are you allergic to other foods?"

Shen Yanchuan looked at Li Yang, the wrinkles between his eyebrows getting deeper and deeper.

When this woman acted towards him before, he was obviously indifferent, but now his mentality is a little abnormal.

I want to hear what she has to say, but I'm also afraid of what she has to say.

Seeing that he was silent, Li Yang spoke again: "Why don't we go to the study to have a chat?"

Shen Yanchuan's eyes narrowed slightly, with a hint of scrutiny hidden in his eyes.

Li Yang glanced at Ms. Han and Shen Yanfei, who was ready to interrupt at any time, and lowered his eyes pretending to be shy, "I'm embarrassed to say it here."

"Let's go." Shen Yanchuan stood up first, his eyebrows stern.

He wanted to hear what Li Yang wanted to say.

The study door was closed, and Shen Yanchuan seemed to have no intention of sitting down and talking, so he turned around.

"Mr. Shen." Li Yang looked at the man who turned to face him, clasped his hands in front of him, and looked at him with beautiful peach blossom eyes, "The next recording will be held at home, what's the inconvenience for you? Of?"

Mr. Shen?

Shen Yanchuan looked at her deeply.

Now he has become Mr. Shen again?
Chapter completed!