Chapter 160: The Cultivation of a Wealthy Lady (20)
Su Zhihan opened a pair of big black grape-like eyes, and looked at Chu Yan purely and ignorantly.
Chu Yan, who had already been sprouted by the little Lori in her heart, couldn't help but coax her: "Call uncle~ Uncle to buy delicious food for Hanhan~"
Without others, Chu Yan no longer hides his love for the cute baby.
"Ah......hh Rat, rat ......" She stumbled and shouted Chu Yan in an unstandard voice, and pointed to the fruit bowl on the table that had been removed by Jiang Qingli.
Chu Yan couldn't help but laugh: "This is really inedible, can I eat it when Hanhan grows up?" ”
Knowing the meaning of being rejected, Su Zhihan pursed her mouth aggrievedly, and had the meaning of crying if she was not allowed to eat.
Chu Yan was afraid that she would cry, so she secretly fed her a small piece of diced watermelon, and watched Su Zhihan squint her eyes with satisfaction as she chewed the diced watermelon, and her heart softened.
He gently pinched the bulging cheeks on her face, and said with a smile: "It's just carved out of the same mold as her." ”
If Su Zhihan looked like Su Yichen, he might not like her so much, probably in his heart, the so-called love house and Wu, and vice versa.
When Jiang Qingli came back, he saw Chu Yan holding the child not very skillfully, and the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose were pulled down by Su Zhihan and played with in his hand.
Without the cover of gold-rimmed glasses, those brown eyes flowed with a happy smile, and they looked quite happy.
"How do you give her glasses to play with? Can you see it? Jiang Qingli reluctantly pulled out the gold-rimmed glasses from Su Zhihan's hand and handed them to Chu Yan.
"I'm not short-sighted." Chu Yan took the glasses, and Su Zhihan was taken away from his arms by Jiang Qingli.
When she heard this answer, she couldn't help but shake her head, unable to understand what he did: "You still wear glasses if you're not short-sighted?" Isn't it troublesome? ”
"Get used to it." Chu Yan put on his gold-rimmed glasses again and restored his previous image of Sven, and he said casually, "After all, the mask has been worn for a long time, and it is difficult to take it off again." ”
Hearing this, Jiang Qingli raised his eyebrows: "So these glasses are the mask you use to disguise." ”
"So to speak." Chu Yan smiled.
"You're coming up over there, aren't you?" With her internal and external harmony, Chu Yan's development is faster than in the original plot.
"When they get home, it's almost time to wrap it up." There was a hint of coldness in his voice, and he was really grateful to Yuan Miaomiao for the appearance of this woman, otherwise he would probably have taken a few years to pull Su Yichen off the horse.
"You should have taken a lot of pictures of them together, it's time to find a divorce lawyer to deal with this."
Talking about divorce, Chu Yan was more active than her, he crossed his fingers and propped his chin reservedly: "I have already arranged the lawyer, and the situation in Paris is also followed by a private detective, how much property do you want." ”
At this time, he didn't want anything to happen, so he specially arranged two private detectives to monitor Su Yichen and Yuan Miaomiao in Paris.
Jiang Qingli hesitated for a moment and said, "At that time, in the name of Hanhan, I can ask for ten percent of Su's shares." ”
Chu Yan snorted coldly and said dissatisfiedly: "He cheated first, and you have evidence in your hand, so it's not too much to take half of your property." ”
Hearing this, Jiang Qingli shook his head: "No, the dog will jump off the wall when he is in a hurry, and he will be forced too hard, I am afraid that there will be an accident." ”
Her task is to make Yuan Miaomiao and Su Yichen turn against each other, there is no need to tear up her face with Su Yichen for a little property, but what belongs to Hanhan, she will not leave it to others.
Seeing her using a dog as a metaphor for Su Yichen, Chu Yan evoked a secret smile: "What are you afraid of, when he has nothing, what can he do?" ”