The next day, Qiu Yun took Qiao Yiran back to Qiu's villa for dinner. has been here so many times, and Qiao Yiran still brought a gift this time.

"Mom, I'm back with the baby!"

"It's been a busy morning, and both of you are hungry, right? Drink a glass of orange juice first, Aunt Zhang just squeezed it, and then wait a while to start eating! ”

"Aunt Lan, this is a kind of embroidery thread that I found in the local area on a business trip some time ago, can you use it?"

Fang Lan is now like an embroidery master, Hanfu production has developed from the original one person to a team, and the inconspicuous small store has also been upgraded to a tall studio, with physical stores and stores at the same time, which can be regarded as a large-level existence in the Hanfu circle. Therefore, it is always tried and tested to give her good embroidery thread, fabric, stitching or embroidery patterns.

"Oh, you also bring a gift every time you come? In the future, people will come to the line, just come to have a meal and prepare something else! The company must be very busy every day, it seems that they have lost weight! ”

Fang Lan now completely treats Qiao Yiran as a son-in-law, as the saying goes, a son-in-law is half a son, let alone a child who has grown up since childhood, so he is naturally very intimate.

"Okay, I remember, Aunt Lan......"

Qiao Yiran's deferential smile hadn't been maintained for three seconds, when he heard a resentful male voice from the building.

"Huh! He snatched our most precious treasure, so what's wrong with a gift! ”

Qiu Jingrong's attitude towards Qiao Yiran in the past two years can be said to have been much better, but there are still situations where he scolds from time to time.

"Uncle Rong, I heard that you like to drink tea lately. This is the cloud tea before the Qingming Festival this year, and it is said that the cup seems to be surrounded by clouds, hence the name. I don't know about tea, do you have time to taste it? If you like it, bring some back! ”

Qiao Yiran ignored his cold face and took out the prepared things by himself, he didn't understand tea, but he knew people who understood tea, and he wasn't afraid of Uncle Rong's pickiness!

Like the head of a big family in ancient times, Qiu Jingrong sat peacefully on the sofa, seemingly indifferently picked up the tea canister, critically inspected the face, and then carefully picked up a handful, felt the texture, closed his eyes and sniffed the faint fragrance of tea.

Qiao Yiran kept his soft face unchanged, carefully discerning Qiu Jingrong's first reaction, clearly seeing a trace of joy in his eyes, and then straightened his face and put down the tea can.

"Average! What I like, my daughter will be filial to me, you are busy with your own business! Qiu Jingrong said, and then looked at Qiu Yun gently, "Yun'er, right?" ”

"Huh? Well, that's right! Qiu Yun smiled and nodded yes, anyway, she is used to the appearance of her father, an old child, as long as she touches the baby, she likes it and becomes okay, and her satisfaction becomes average, and he himself knows that every time he explains something to his daughter, the tenth ** still has to go through the baby's hand, but he understands it in his heart, but he still attributes all the credit to her, and the mistake falls on Qiao Yiran's head as a matter of course.

Qiao Yiran, who has been deceived by Qiu Jingrong a few times, already has the ability to resist, knowing that he likes it, he has a hard mouth and a hard mouth, and he is soft-hearted!

Fang Lan and Aunt Zhang were not surprised by this common scene of Weng and son-in-law scolding each other, if it weren't for the super high evaluation of Qiao Yiran when they heard Qiu Jingrong show off their daughter to others, they really would have thought that he would always oppose the relationship between the two children!

"It's time to eat!"

Aunt Zhang and the little nanny worked hard for a long time, and finally prepared today's lunch, everyone took their seats one after another, and the guests enjoyed themselves. Except for the fact that Qiu Jingrong and Qiao Yiran had a few fires for Qiu Yun during the banquet, everything went well.

There is a warm and peaceful scene at home here, with a loving father and a virtuous mother, talking and laughing. On the other hand, because of the revelations of a little paparazzi, Qiu Yun and Zuo Yiming were pushed to the forefront together, there are always people who can't see others doing well, and they always have to pick bones in eggs, self-righteously regard other people's gentleness as no temper, and think how fair and just they are.