Soup and rice?

That kind of thing, he won't eat it.

"Not interested."

"Then you're welcome!"

Su Dongyang's long arm stretched over and took the porcelain cup away.

Feast to look at other dishes, there is no idea of moving chopsticks at all, I want to order another plate, but I can't pull it down.

At this moment, the diners at the table next to them had already spoken.

"Quick, add another dish to us!"

"We want one too, it smells good!"

……

"Wait a minute, I'll be here soon!"

Jiang Tian turned around and left, going to the back kitchen to cook.

"Sister, wait for me!" Sheng Yi, who was full of food and drink, also slipped down from the chair, "I'll go with you too!" ”

Su Dongyang was busy taking two bites of rice into his mouth, got up and walked out of the hall after him.

The feast glanced at the porcelain cups that had no soup left, and stacked the chopsticks on the table.

Bastard Su Dongyang, don't leave him some soup?

was sulking, and the service qi had already come in with Jiang Tian's freshly made boiling water cabbage and sent it to the other two tables of diners.

Smelling the tempting scent, where could the feast still sit down, he simply stood up and walked out of the hall to find his son.

I came back along the corridor all the way, and saw the little guy talking to Jiang Tian in the backyard, holding a big red persimmon that had just been picked from the tree.

"Sir, are you full?" Su Dongyang asked with concern.

The feast ignored him, and Su Dongyang smiled and leaned to his side.

"I just inquired, Miss Jiang doesn't have a boyfriend!"

Feast frowned and spoke coldly.

"I have no intention of chasing her!"

[Su Dongyang's heart: Well, I know, you don't want to chase ...... You just want to sleep! 】

Feast's brow jumped, and he almost bit his tongue.

"Daddy!" Seeing Sheng Yi, the little guy ran over with a persimmon and held it in front of him like a treasure, "Look, my sister picked the persimmon for me." ”

Glancing at Jiang Tian not far away, Sheng Yi said coldly.

"Go home!"

The little guy's mouth was flattened, but he was reluctant to say goodbye to Jiang Tian.

"It's late, it's time to go back to sleep, let's go, sister will send you out!"

Jiang Tian smiled and took his little hand and sent a few people to the gate.

Sitting in the car, the feast was still waving to her.

It wasn't until he couldn't see anyone that he withdrew his gaze, looked at the persimmon in his hand, and sighed quietly.

"If only my mother was as gentle as my sister."

Gentle?

The feast pouted.

He didn't see where she was gentle!

The car drove into the Sheng family's mansion, and Su Dongyang carefully took the little guy out.

Holding persimmons and following the feast upstairs, the little guy finally couldn't help it.

"Dad, what does my mom look like?"

"This ......" Su Dongyang frowned, hurriedly walked over, and grabbed the little guy's palm, "Xiaoyi, Uncle Su sent you to take a bath and sleep, okay?" ”

"But Dad hasn't answered my question yet."

"Sir is tired, and he still has a job." Su Dongyang stretched out his hand and lifted the little guy on his shoulder, "The plane is about to take off, Xiaoyi sit down, woo-take off!" ”

Su Dongyang took the little guy back to the children's room, and the feast frowned and walked into the study, stood by the window, and looked at the night outside in deep thought.

Long.

He turned and walked to the wall, opened the safe behind the calligraphy and painting, took out a delicate wooden box from it, and opened the lid.

On the black velvet cloth, a jade plaque lay quietly.

The size, color, and texture are all similar to Jiang Tian's.

It's just that Jiang Tian's piece is carved with a fire dragon, but on his jade plate is a phoenix with wings spread in the fire.