"Ahem, give birth to a baby and throw it to them to play ......"

A stiff arc was drawn on the corner of Shi Ying's mouth, trying her best to resist the urge to slap Yan Muchen to death.

"Kid...... Was it born to play? ”

"Isn't it?" Yan Muchen tilted his head, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, seeing that Shi Ying was nervous, he smiled lightly, sat next to Shi Ying with a cold breath, and said lightly: "Since when did you start to have memories?" ”

The topic jumps so fast......

"I remember one scene when I was three years old, and I remember a few pictures when I was four or five years old, but now I basically don't remember anything about what happened before I was six years old."

"I remember." The corners of Yan Muchen's mouth were shallowly hooked, and for some reason he felt helpless. "I remember when I was three years old, my mother refused my father's marriage proposal, and I was about to leave with a small package, and I hugged my mother's leg and asked her to take me away, but she hated me for being too heavy and couldn't hold me. So I didn't like to eat for a long time, and I fainted several times from hunger. ”

"Eh...... "How heavy can a three-year-old child be, he shouldn't want to leave with Yan Muchen, right?"

The Yan family is a big family that has stood for hundreds of years, and twenty years ago, the Yan family's power was no worse than it is now. With the power of the Yan family, if Cheng Jiazhen does not agree to marry Yan Yihui, and wants to take Yan Muchen, who has the blood of the Yan family, away, I am afraid it is not only a problem that he can't leave.

It's just that for a three-year-old little milk baby, I am afraid it is very sad to be disliked by my mother.

Shi Ying looked at Yan Muchen's gaze with a little more distress, she was not very good at saying comforting words, and thought for a while: "Maybe Auntie has some troubles, didn't Auntie come back later?" ”

"They were gone for three years, and my mother hadn't contacted me the year before, and my father hadn't contacted me. A year later, they finally remembered that they had me as a child, but only occasionally brought a few words. Yan Muchen looked at Shi Ying lightly, clicked on the bed with his fingertips, and frowned slightly, "The frequency is once every three months to six months." ”

"Well, that's a little ...... Few. Didn't you say they traveled around the world, maybe it's because communication isn't very convenient. ”

"When I was a child, I thought so, but since I was five years old, I learned that they just didn't bother to contact me, the Yan family's power is all over the world, and they secretly protect tens of thousands of people when they travel around the world, and they can contact me with any person they want, but they don't have time to think of me."

Listening to Yan Muchen's words, I felt a desolate feeling inexplicably, and I couldn't imagine that the boss was so pitiful when he was a child.

Shi Ying's eyes moved, and she asked in a low voice, "You started accepting the affairs of the Yan family when you were five years old?" ”

"My father said that if I want to eat, I should put in the corresponding labor, and managing the family affairs is at least better than farming." After a pause, Yan Muchen said: "When I didn't want to learn about family affairs, my father directly asked me to send me to the villa and plant for three months. ”

"Five-year-old children go to farm...... "Twenty years ago, in rural areas, it was normal for four- and five-year-old children to follow adults to work in the fields. But Yan Muchen, who was born with a golden soup spoon, must have been pampered since he was a child, how could he stand it if he was suddenly asked to farm?

Shi Ying couldn't help but raise her hand and quietly patted Yan Muchen on the shoulder twice, "The boss has worked very hard." ”

"It's not hard, but it's ......" Yan Muchen's voice paused, his eyes fell on Shi Ying's face, and flickered, "Are you sure you don't have a child for fun?" That is used to bully, take advantage of, and do coolies with black pots. ”

"Ahem."

Shi Ying coughed dryly, knowing that Yan Daboss's theory was wrong, but after hearing his past two things, she couldn't help but want to agree with his point of view.