Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the forced pregnancy: Boss pet wife addiction latest chapter!A gentle smile floated on his sunny face, "I feel very happy to be able to cook breakfast for you personally."
Cheng Xiaobao's water-skinned eyes rolled around Mu Yufeng's face, "Uncle Mu is really a warm man."
"Little guy, do you know what a warm man is?" Mu Yufeng smiled dumbly.
"Just like you." The little guy jumped off the ground after breakfast, and the private tutor arrived, greeted Mu Yufeng and Cheng Yingxuan, and went upstairs to the study with Xiaobao.
Ying Xuan took out his phone and looked at the time, at eight in the morning.
As usual, she is at work...
Now... she was laid off.
Mobile news headlines jumped out of Luo Mengna's death.
If I glanced casually, I could basically guess that this woman was estimated to have been killed by Yan Kai, because Yan Shiting didn't even bother to kill her.
Cen Sufen's cell phone number called, and she frowned, but she picked it up, "Hey."
"Cheng Yingxuan, isn't it?" There was an old and loud old male voice over the phone.
She heard the voice, "It's Grandpa Yan, what's the matter with you calling me?"
"You are free now, go have a morning tea. See you in the first box on the second floor of Mingtai Tea House in an hour. Don't say you are not available, I know you are laid off, and sometimes it is time."
Grandpa Yan finished speaking, and hung up the phone without waiting for her response.
Cheng Yingxuan stared at the hung up phone for three seconds.She didn't seem to agree to go, Grandpa Yan really was...
Who said that when you're laid off, you're free?I don’t want to waste time on irrelevant people.
Due to her temper, she was simply too lazy to bird each other.For the sake of the other's seventies and eighties, I still managed to go.
Mu Yufeng's ears were raised, and he heard the phone clearly. "Xuan Xuan, Mrs. Yan's poor tone, will definitely embarrass you. I'll accompany you?"
"Thank you for your concern." She smiled, "I don't need you to accompany me."
"You are alone, don't go..."
"I'm not going. It is estimated that Grandpa Yan is not going to give up. Rest assured, just ask me to drink a morning tea, it's fine."
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After a while, Cheng Yingxuan drove out of his BMW SUV alone.
Parked the car on the street, she entered the Mingtai teahouse.
This is an upscale Chinese-style tea house with elegant environment and scattered tables of guests.
"Miss, hello, is there a reserved seat?" Miss Yingbin asked.
"The first box on the second floor."
"It turns out that you are a guest of Grandpa Yan, please come with me." Miss Yingbin complimented the gesture of welcome and took her up the stairs.
Two bodyguards stood at the door of the box on the second floor.
Miss Yingbin knocked on the door, "Grandpa Yan, your guest is here."
The box door opened and Cheng Yingxuan walked in.
It was a spacious box with a table by the window facing the street, two chairs on each side of the table.
Grandpa Yan was wearing that cloth-button style of old clothes, sitting in a chair drinking tea, and was full of energy, which seemed very handsome.
Cen Sufen, about fifty years old, stood beside his chair.
Cheng Yingxuan walked over and opened the chair, "Hello, I'm here."
Grandpa Yan's wrinkled face sank, "Do you understand the rules?"
She took out her phone and looked at the time. "It was just an hour, and I was not late."
Mrs. Yan’s eyes were gloomy and unpleasant. "Who told you about being late? I can sit at the door?"