Chapter 57: Dad, Am I Your Own?

Yu Yiren took the menu and looked at it carefully, the more he looked at it, the more painful he felt.

Make no mistake, even a glass of water costs hundreds......

"What do you want to eat?" Kwon Yeon-chen's voice rang out.

Yu Yiren closed the menu that made her feel so painful and said, "You can order first." ”

"I want this, this, this." Quan Tianxing was full of excitement, he didn't see much of the main meal, but he ordered a bunch of desserts and snacks.

It's just that after he clicked a bunch of painful points, he felt an oppressive gaze.

Immediately Quan Tianxing became honest again, he crossed his hands, looked at Quan Yanchen and pleaded, "Dad, can I eat these?" ”

Although it was a plea, it was a little guy who was about to flow down.

Quan Yanchen glanced at the french fries, fried chicken wings and other things he ordered, and frowned slightly, "No." ”

The little guy suddenly looked like a deflated balloon, he pursed his lips, and then looked at Yu Yiren with anticipation.

I don't dare to say it too blatantly, but the star-like twinkle and longing gaze is enough to explain everything.

Yu Yiren remembered that when he was in the office before, the little guy ate the bucket of instant noodles behind his back, and the man had the same expression.

As if feeling Yu Yiren's gaze, Quan Yanchen also looked at her, and when the four eyes met, Yu Yiren only felt that the frequency of his heartbeat was a little chaotic again.

Yu Yiren coughed, smiled and said, "Actually, once in a while, it doesn't matter if you eat it once or twice." ”

Quan Tianxing bit his lip, his eyes were full of anticipation, but his father never spoke, and the atmosphere was a little heavy.

He sighed a little dejectedly, and then glanced at Yu Yiren, as if to say, forget it, my father won't agree.

Yu Yiren looked at the little guy's lost appearance, and her heart was pinched for a while, and she said to the waiter on the side: "Give me a copy of these, and this, this." ”

A bright star rose under Quan Tianxing's eyes again.

"Yiren, how much have you eaten?"

"Ah, because the picture looks so tempting, I didn't hold back for a while. It's not good to waste food, so why don't you help me eat some later? ”

Quan Tianxing was already very happy in his heart, but there was a tangled look on his little face, he shook his head and sighed: "Yiren, I can't help you, Dad won't let me eat." Even if I watch you hold on until I want to throw up, I can't help you. ”

Quan Tianxing said, but his eyes kept staring at the man sitting on the opposite side.

"Two Kobe courses." Quan Yanchen ignored Quan Tianxing and said to the waiter.

"Dad, I don't want to eat steak." Quan Tianxing was dissatisfied for a while, and he didn't ask him if he wanted to eat it, and his father made his own decision.

What a domineering man!

Yu Yiren looked at Quan Yanchen and opened her mouth, at this time, her position was really difficult to say anything.

The little guy sulked, and Yu Yiren touched his little head to comfort him.

Just when Quan Tianxing was always angry, the meals they ordered came up. The waiter handed over a bunch of fried food ordered by Yu Yiren and was interrupted by Quan Yanchen, who directly removed the plate in front of her and replaced it with a Kobe set meal.

"Dad, I love you!" The little milk bag suddenly got the fries and chicken wings he wanted to eat, and he was very happy.

Just like a little hungry ghost, he immediately started with both hands.

Yu Yiren: "? ”

What is this operation? Knife mouth tofu heart?

"Junk food is not nutritious." Quan Yanchen sat back and said indifferently.

Quan Tianxing, who was gnawing on chicken wings, raised his head: "? Daddy, am I really your own? ”

"Isn't that what you want to eat?" Quan Yanchen glanced at him lightly and said quietly.

Quan Tianxing frowned, although he said so, but is his father treating him as a trash can? Throw it at him because it's not nutritious?

"If you don't want to eat, just leave."

"No, I love it, thank you Dad." The little guy circles his own food, whatever, it's rare to eat it once anyway.