In the kitchen, An Yiran took the ice cream out of the refrigerator, then picked up the spoon next to it, and carefully tried to dig out a perfect arc.

But the appearance of the nannies' broken mouths kept coming to mind, and I couldn't help but feel a little upset. Distraught, the spoon in his hand can't dig out a good-looking ball no matter what.

"Yo, make dessert for my little brother and sister. ”

In Ben's empty kitchen, a group of people came in at some point, and the person who spoke at the head was the one who slandered her.

Why is it her again! The tone of the person who came was yin and yang, without any kindness, and An Yiran didn't bother to give her a good look.

An Yiran glanced at her, ignored her, and continued to devote herself to the production of ice cream.

Seeing that An Yiran didn't give a good face, the nanny sneered, walked straight over, and stared at the ice cream bucket in An Yiran's hand.

An Yiran put the ice cream that had just been broken back into the bucket, smashed it, and dug it up again.

"Why did you throw it back?" said the nanny, pointing to the ice cream in the bucket, "Look at you, you can still eat it over and over again?"

An Yiran was already angry, she had nothing to do now, she hit the muzzle of the gun, then don't blame her for being polite!

An Yiran put the spoon aside, raised her hands, first shook it in front of the nanny, then took off her gloves and pinched her waist.

"Gloves, sanitize. If you have this kind of spare time, you might as well wash your brains and ......wash away all those filthy and filthy thoughts."

"Auntie!"

An Yiran was just about to get angry, but the door was pushed open, and Zichen's immature voice sounded, interrupting her.

Thinking that she was calling herself, An Yiran looked at him, waiting to hear his next words, but Zichen turned his eyes and looked at the nanny who bought a slander against An Yiran.

"I heard everything you said. ”

Although he was not big, his cold eyes were like knives, skimming at the nanny, who was a little scared and hurriedly lowered her head.

"In front of my father just now, I wasn't embarrassed to say you, and now that you are looking for Aunt An Yiran's stubble, I don't think you want to do it!"

Zichen spoke decently, and he could see a little bit of Qi Zeye's appearance from it.

This little adult is worthy of being father and son with Qi Zeye, quite his demeanor, An Yiran listened, lowered his head and suppressed his smile, and his shoulders trembled with laughter.

Zichen noticed An Yiran's slightly trembling shoulders, with a worried look on his face, stretched out his hand to hold An Yiran, and said comfortingly: "Auntie, don't be afraid, I'll help you teach her a good lesson!"

"Okay, thank you, boy. Hearing this, An Yiran laughed even harder. She's afraid, she's laughing!

Zichen turned his gaze to the nanny and continued: "In this family, I said that I am the second, and only my father can be called the boss, you are pointing fingers now, what are you?"

The nanny looked aggrieved, pretended to be worried, and explained: "Little master, but she doesn't cook cleanly, I'm afraid that you will have a bad stomach!"

"Young Master Ben likes to eat unclean!"

Zichen's words were amazing, and An Yiran couldn't help but pause.

"This ......"

"Besides, it's the person I chose, do you have any opinions about me and my father's decision! Since that's the case, then you can go! The Qi family doesn't welcome you!" Zichen waved his small hand and called loudly: "Butler!"

As soon as the words fell, the butler appeared in front of everyone, "Little master." ”

Zichen glared at the nanny, didn't give her a chance to defend herself, and continued: "Quit!"

When the nanny heard this, her eyes widened in surprise, and after making sure that she had heard correctly, she knelt down and grabbed Zichen's hand as if pleading.

"Young Master, I can't leave, I've been serving in the Qi family for more than 1 year......"

Zichen glared at her in disgust and shook off her hand.

Seeing that the little young master didn't pay attention to her meaning, she crawled towards An Yiran, completely lacking the arrogant appearance she had before.

"An Yiran, please, please beg the young master! For the sake of us working together for so many days. ”

When An Yiran saw her coming, she hurriedly took a step back, lest she bump into herself. Now I know that I begged her to come, and I deserve it!

"It's you who the little master wants to resign, and I can't help you. An Yiran said coldly.

Then she leaned down and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "I knew this would be the case, why did you come to provoke me in the first place?

The nanny's eyes widened in astonishment, and she wanted to say something more, but before she could say anything, the butler reminded her, "You should go." ”

"An Yiran, you can't die well!" The nanny stared at An Yiran viciously, and left unwillingly.

An Yiran pursed her lips and glanced at her. She didn't know how many times she had heard this, and her ears were calloused.

But thanks to Zichen, she easily solved her troubles and drove away this woman who always found fault with her and caused trouble.

After the nanny left, An Yiran squatted down, faced Zichen, showed a big smile, and said gratefully: "Thank you, Xiao Zichen, for solving such a big trouble for me." ”

"Auntie is welcome, she always picks on her aunt's stubble, and Xiao Zichen has long seen her unpleasantly!" Zichen faded away from the appearance of a little adult and said in a child's tone.

An Yiran rubbed his fluffy little watermelon head dotingly.

It is said that the tiger father has no dogs, Zichen is simply a miniature version of Qi Zeye, it is estimated that when he grows up, he will be as dominant in the shopping mall as his father!

"Zichen, you go back first, wait a minute, Auntie will make a dessert and bring it to you and Zihan. ”

Qi Zeye stood upstairs, holding a cup of coffee in his hand, leaning lazily to the side, quietly watching everything that happened downstairs.

This kid Zichen is not panicked, clean and neat, and has his own shortcomings, but he has his own style.

Thinking of this, he took a sip of the coffee in his hand, smiled instead of anger, and his cold face softened.

Seeing that An Yiran downstairs had already prepared desserts, she walked towards Zihan's room, and Qi Zeye also returned to the room.

After a while, there was a knock at the door.

Qi Zeye's thin lips opened lightly, and he said slowly: "Enter." ”

"Mr. Qi, this is a dessert for you. An Yiran walked in quickly, put the ice cream on the table, and looked at Qi Zeye with some expectation.

Qi Zeye has never liked to eat desserts, he looked at the things on the table, slowly exuding cool air, and secretly frowned.

"I don't know what Mr. Qi likes, it's hot, so I made some ice cream. "He won't dislike it, right?" An Yiran saw him frowning, and hurriedly said tentatively.

"Well, it's okay. Qi Zeye picked up the spoon and took a bite of it.

Fortunately, he likes it! An Yiran smiled when she heard this, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Since Mr. Qi likes it, then eat more! If it's not enough, the kitchen still has it, I'll get it for you." ”

"No need. Qi Zeye swept away the things on the table, wiped his mouth, and continued: "I'm already full. ”