Tsundere Three Treasures: Daddy, the President, is spoiled

Xiao Mumu saw that Ye Bo had left, his eyes were obviously disappointed, and he said something.

"Daddy, does he not eat? I made his favorite braised pork today."

He looked at the plate of braised pork on the table. He specially asked Wang Ma to make it. When Daddy was around, he could always eat a few more bites.

Ye Bo has developed a habit of not revealing his preferences no matter where he eats.

So others can't see what he likes to eat at all?

Xiao Mumu is good at observation, so when he found that he ate three pieces of braised pork, he knew that he must like it.

For other dishes, he will try them at most.

Hua Ling'er also took a look to make sure he left, so she said softly.

"He's very busy at work, he should have gone to work, you should have a good meal."

Hua Ling'er is forcing herself, forcing herself to be unfeeling and indifferent to him.

Even if he was worried about his stomach trouble again, he could only hold on, not thinking about it, let alone caring.

Fu Chong raised the corner of his lips slightly, "I eat, I love to eat."

He won this game, and what he said just now was just to remind Ye Bo that there is nothing so good in the world.

He wants to get something in return without paying, even if he is the president of a country, there is no such precedent.

If Ye Bo was a caring person, he would be able to hear what he said, so naturally he wouldn't come in for dinner.

Ye Bo got into the car, lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and only felt better when he exhaled the smoke.

It was like a ball of cotton was stuck in my heart just now, and I needed to relieve it.

It's much better now, but his expression became more and more condensed, as if a storm was coming.

He starts the engine and prepares to leave.

Wang Ma came out and saw him in the car, so she asked.

"Sir, the young master specially ordered me to make braised pork today, saying that you like it, have you eaten it? How does it taste?"

After Mama Wang finished cooking, she prepared the meal and went to the backyard. The dog in the backyard also wanted to eat meat, so she prepared beef for it.

The dog is a Shiba Inu, big in size and very good at eating meat.

But it is the guardian of the home, with it around, the house is safer.

As soon as he came back from feeding the dog, he saw that Ye Bo was leaving.

She also thought he ate so fast!

Ye Bo was a little surprised, "What did Xiaomu say?"

"Yes, sir, the young master has always cared about you."

Ye Bo's heart is warm right now, fortunately he has a son who loves him, otherwise he would feel abandoned by the whole world.

Of course, he is the president of a country, how could he be abandoned by the whole world.

"I'll try it next time I have a chance, let's go first."

Ye Bo drove away, and Wang Ma said something to herself.

"Why do you feel that Mr. President is not happy?"

She entered the restaurant and saw that they were still eating, so she said something.

"Mr. President is gone and seems unhappy."

Xiaomu lost his appetite for a while, so he put down his secretary.

"I don't eat either."

The little guy left the restaurant alone and went to the living room to play.

Hua Ling'er looked in the direction of her son. He was sitting on the carpet with a football in his arms, looking absent-minded, which made people feel distressed.

Inexplicably felt his unhappiness.

Hua Ling'er had no appetite in the first place, and now she has no appetite even more. She put down the bowl and chopsticks.

"Fu Chong, if you eat, I'll eat too."

Mr. Fu was in high spirits, because he won a battle today.

Seeing Hua Ling'er leave, he was alone at the dining table, and he also felt that he lost his appetite?

The joy just now also disappeared, what happened to them today?

He glanced at the dishes on the table and said loudly.

"Tonight's food is delicious, why don't you eat it?"

Wang Ma shook her head, "Master Fu, you can eat! Mister is gone, how can Miss and Young Master have appetite?"

Fu Chong was stunned, and couldn't help but say something.

"Is that right?"