The Zhouzhou children were organized, and after packing up their things and putting them in their small schoolbags, they waved goodbye to the teacher, and led Su Shirin out of the kindergarten under the teacher's gaze.

is from the teacher's point of view, Zhouzhou's small body is quite straight.

Su Shirin raised his eyebrows, the little guy was very calm.

"How's it going, what do you want to eat tonight?"

The refrigerator at home is not as empty as before, and Alan helped buy fast food such as dumplings and dumplings and put them at home, which is enough for their mother and son to start a fire at home on a whim.

"Dumplings."

Zhouzhou's milk voice.

Yesterday I ate dumplings, and the little guy eats very well, but he is really not picky.

The three fresh dumplings are good, but compared with the children who came to pick up their grandparents and counted the full Han banquet, Zhouzhou's requirements for eating are really low.

Of course, it is also possible that the requirements for eating with Su Shirin are very low.

Su is Rin sent a message to Allen and asked him if he had any good restaurants to recommend.

Allen, whose personal interests are all about collecting perfumes and floral shirts, doesn't give much professional advice, but he does have a noodle shop he frequents.

After he sent Su Shilin the address of the noodle restaurant, he didn't forget to tell her to go home early, not to eat too much at night, and to start work tomorrow.

This belongs to Allen's professional habits, but Su Shirin has never worried him in this regard, because giving Su Shirin the first makeup makeup every day is already the first thing for makeup artists.

After all, whoever wants to save the face with acne and fine lines every day who stays up late to varying degrees will be crazy.

There is no such trouble when applying makeup to Su Shirin, she can't find the slightest flaw on her face, and it is perfect to simply handle the makeup according to the requirements.

"Instead of dumplings today, let's go eat noodles."

I want to see what Alan said about how delicious the seafood noodles with fresh eyebrows are.

Zhouzhou held his mother's hand, but what came to mind was Su Shirin's noodles at home before.

Just, the clear soup is less watery.

Zhou Zhou hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded his little head and followed his mother to eat noodles.

"Mr. Qi."

At the dinner party with fragrant clothes and sideburns, Qi Yan stood in the crowd, and the central position was quickly formed with him as a point.

But in fact, he is not standing in the center at all.

To be honest, the low-key Mr. Qi's charm at this time is better than any beauty present.

Feng Jue, who is usually such a person who does not smile, couldn't help but want to laugh a little after finding that Qi Yan was almost overwhelmed by the people who were surrounded.

His wife was tiptoeing around, her delicate little doll face full of curiosity, "It turns out that that is Mr. Qi."

Qi Yan was not afraid of being looked at, but Feng Jue looked at his wife playfully: "Do you think he looks good?"

Seeing her husband's serious face, Xiang Ru suddenly became angry and ashamed: "What are you talking about! I remember when we got married, he gave me a pair of jade bracelets, which are still in my safe."

At some point, a woman's memory is beyond imagination.

For example, Xiang Ru will be curious about Qi Yan, and the pair of simple and emerald jade bracelets must definitely be the first to take credit.

….

Feng Jue snorted, he wanted to tease his wife again, but when he saw that she was really angry, he diverted the topic:

"He couldn't come to my wedding, and a pair of bracelets will be his atonement."

"But the bracelet is beautiful."

Xiang Ru held Feng Jue's arm, with a simple face, she had seen a lot of good things since she had been dating Feng Jue until she became Mrs. Feng, but that pair of jade bracelets was still her favorite.

"That's it, what he Qi Yan made out of, naturally there is nothing bad."

Feng Jue smiled: "Let's go, I'll take you over."

"Huh?"

"Isn't it curious? I'll take you closer."

Feng Jue said with a serious face.

The people who can talk to Qi Yan are basically middle-aged people who are a little older, and even old people with gray hair.

"Mr. Qi's ink treasure is precious, you can see it wherever you want to see it."

"Oh, brother, I just want to see it, anyway, I've been learning calligraphy from my grandfather for so many years, I don't know if it's okay, Mr. Qi?"

The round-faced and delicate little girl sticks out her tongue and speaks in a delicate tone, but it doesn't make people feel annoying.

When Feng Jue walked in, he saw someone singing a double reed in front of Qi Yan.

knows that Qi Yan is still single and unmarried, and from the moment he entered, there were not ten or eight people who wanted to protect the media, not to mention Mao Sui's self-recommendation.

Feng Jue came in and heard what was going on, the brother and sister in front of him were Qiankun Electronic Technologist, and the scale was not small, but even Feng Jue didn't like it, how could Qi Yan be able to see it.

If this were him, he would definitely not be given a good face if he was so calculated among others.

But Qi Yan just took it lightly:

"I haven't practiced for too long, and my hands are raw."

"It's okay, just a few words."

This kind of high-end banquet will have all kinds of needs, and it is not difficult to change a desk and pen, ink and paper inkstone.

The girl who spoke didn't think anything, just wrote a few words.

And the side was just looking at the little girl a little innocent, and Qi Yan didn't show displeasure, so the bigwigs who were standing aside to watch the play showed their angry faces.

Why is this little girl so ignorant, does she think that Mr. Qi is selling words under the overpass? I also drew a few casually, what a big face.

The girl's brother originally just wanted to give it a go and try to see if he could turn his bicycle into a motorcycle, but he didn't think about offending Qi Yan.

Not to mention Qi Yan, the bigwigs here, which one is easy to talk to.

But at this time, sensing the reactions of the people around him, my brother's expression was a little calm.

No matter how stupid he is, he knows that his sister's self-righteous coquettishness is completely useless to the man in front of him.

However, Qi Yan had no intention of embarrassing them even more, and Feng Jue saved the scene at this time.

Mr. Qi and Mr. Feng knew each other, and the people around them also dispersed.

"This is my wife, Xiaoru."

People who have wives have a much straighter waist.

In the past, on this occasion, Mr. Feng was also the one who was chased and intercepted, but now it is different, and now there are no more annoying guys around him who regard him as a fat sheep.

All the troubles are Qi Yan's.

"Brother and sister must not have thought that you were such a narrow person."

From a distance, he looks like a man who doesn't eat fireworks in the world, but he is unexpectedly down-to-earth when he speaks, but it does not affect Xiaoru to add a filter to him.

"yes, I used to think he was an iceberg."

No one likes the ancient overlord now.

But when facing her, he often makes her angry like a naughty child.

Qi Yan smiled again.

Xiao Ru, who was already holding a handsome guy in her hand, felt that she was dazzled.

(End of chapter)

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