Lan Jingyao shook his head seriously.

"To be verified!"

They were really depressed that Yi Beihan was inexplicably so angry at a slave who broke a cup.

"Don't get out of here!"

Yi Beihan moved his foot away and scolded coldly.

Xia Yan looked at the palm of his hand covered with glass slag, bit his lower lip tightly, didn't let himself cry, stood up, and returned to the kitchen.

"Han, isn't your company losing money?"

Mo Jiyan said intriguingly.

Yi Beihan raised his eyebrows, what exactly do you want to say? He also felt that his behavior was a little abnormal, but when he saw Xia Yan's disgusting face, he seemed to torture her in a different way, making her feel painful.

"Then I'll tell you the truth! I fell in love with your little nanny at first sight, you say, how much does it cost to transfer her to my house as a little nanny? ”

Mo Jiyan said seriously.

"You can take it as long as she wants."

Yi Beihan raised his eyebrows nonchalantly.

"With Yao and Che'er testifying, are you not allowed to repent?"

The Ink Halberd Rock is in earnest.

Yi Beihan didn't want to talk to him about this topic anymore, so he sat opposite Lan Jingyao and interrogated about the things he was most concerned about.

"Yao, is there a reply from the United States?"

"Don't worry! I have already discussed with them and will come to China on time next Tuesday to have a comprehensive initial diagnosis for my aunt. ”

"Thanks!"

Yi Beihan smiled.

"Hey! Did you take the wrong medicine? How did your temperament change drastically? ”

It's not his style of doing things!

"Brother Han, let me ask you a question quietly?"

Su Che'er grinned and leaned her face over.

"Ahem."

Lan Jingyao pretended to cough twice.

"Che'er, you are my wife now, so just call him Han like me."

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

Su Che'er hugged her lovely husband's cheek and chirped, and continued to look at Yi Beihan mysteriously.

"Is your little slave your little lover?"

Yi Beihan looked at her in surprise, how do you say this?

"A woman's keen sixth sense!"

Su Che'er smiled slightly.

"Han, what Che'er said is true?"

Lan Jingyao locked his gaze on the kitchen, a gloating expression.

"There's a good show to watch now."

Hearing this, Yi Beihan looked sideways slightly, only to realize that the figure of Mo Jiyan was missing.

Cut! It's cheap. The goods are really the same as her mother, and she has a hand at seducing and seducing men.

In the kitchen.

Not finding the medicine box, Xia Yan gritted his teeth directly and rinsed his palms with liquor.

Then he endured the pain and pulled out the glass shards piece by piece.

"Let me see, doesn't it hurt?"

Mo Jiyan suddenly appeared beside her, grabbed her shocking palm, and gently put it into his palm when Xia Yan was distracted, and then gently blew for her while picking out the remaining fragments.

"Thank you."

After coming back to his senses, Xia Yan did not forget Yi Beihan's warning to him, hurriedly withdrew his hand, took a few steps back, kept a certain distance from Mo Jiyan, and lowered his eyes slightly.

"Sir, the meal will be ready soon, you can go out and sit down first."

"You have a hand injury, do you need my help?"

Mo Jiyan raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, which was his signature smile when he picked up girls.

"No, no, my hands are fine."

But Xia Yan didn't even look up at others, so he hurriedly refused.