The powerful pet of a wealthy family, he is very good at coaxing the husband of the chief executive.

At this moment, Li Wanyuan has more expectations for An An Ningning's growth.

"Thank you." Ning Churou hugged her son after promising not to appear in front of him again, "Xiao Ci, let's go back and say thank you and goodbye to auntie."

Chu Ci seemed to know that he had just made his mother worried, so he was very obedient.

"Thank you pretty auntie."

He waved his little hand, "Goodbye, beautiful aunt."

Ning Churou nodded to Li Wanyuan, then hugged the child and left.

"Madam." Li Wanyuan called her.

Ning Churou paused in her steps, her eyes filled with panic.

Li Wanyan came to Ning Churou and said, "Madam, I just promised Xiao Ci to buy him a cake. Can you wait for me?"

Hearing this, Ning Churou shook her head repeatedly, "Sorry, thank you, no need."

Ning Churou hugged her son and left.

Chu Ci looked back at Li Wanxuan, with a smile on his face.

After a while, Li Wanyan noticed that his eyes turned to the window again.

The little bun obviously really wants to eat it.

Why is this parent unwilling to let him eat?

Just as Li Wanxuan was thinking about this, the little bun suddenly got off his mother and ran towards Li Wanxuan.

"Xiao Ci, walk slowly, don't run." A woman shouted.

Chu Ci ran up to Li Wanxuan. He raised his little head and shouted, "Pretty aunt."

As soon as Li Wanyan knelt down, the little bun jumped into her arms, and then there was a sound of milky milk.

"Thank you, beautiful aunt, for secretly telling beautiful aunt a secret. Xiao Ci is sick, so Xiao Ci can't eat those delicious cakes."

Li Wanyuan was stunned.

The limp body had already withdrawn from Li Wanyan's arms, and she was unable to get over the impact of Xiao Baozi's words for a while.

The little figure ran away, and the big hand held the little one.

"Goodbye, beautiful aunt." Li Wanyuan moved only when a voice came over.

Then, the faint sound of conversation reached her ears.

"Mom, can't Xiaoci eat a little cake?"

"Baby, mom told you, you can't eat it yet."

"Then when can Xiaoci eat cake? Can he eat it when he is well?"

Then there was no sound. Li Wanzhen guessed that the mother didn't know how to answer her son's question.

A small episode had a great impact on Li Wanyan. When she went into the cake shop to make cakes, she would still think of that childish face from time to time.

It was close to 03:30 before Li Wanyan took the cake and came out of the store. When she reached the door, she subconsciously glanced at the place where the little bun had stayed before.

Xiaoci, Auntie has cake, but Auntie can’t eat it either.

After a while, Li Wanyan hailed a taxi on the side of the road and returned to the mansion.

Seeing her sudden return, Meng Han was a little surprised, "Madam, why are you back?"

Li Wanyan raised the cake box in his hand, "I made a cake myself and wanted to surprise Jun Yan."

A smile appeared on Meng Han's face. It turned out that his wife remembered her husband's birthday.

"I'll put it away for you." Meng Han stepped forward and stretched out his hand towards Li Wanyuan.

Li Wanyan handed over the cake and said, "Put it in the refrigerator to keep it fresh."

Meng Han, "Yes."

Li Wanyuan warned Meng Han, "Tell the people below that you should not tell Jun Yan about my return."

Madam wanted to give her husband a surprise, so Meng Han would not spoil it. He nodded, "Okay madam."

Li Wanyan glanced at the time. An An Ningning should be taking a nap at this time, so he went upstairs.

Ge Qin and Wang Fang were also a little surprised when she entered the children's room.

Wang Fang walked towards Li Wanyan and asked, "Miss, why are you back?"

Li Wanyan glanced at Ge Qin, smiled and said, "Aunt Fang, today is Jun Yan's birthday, have you forgotten?"

Wang Fang paused, and then asked cautiously, "Miss, are you back to celebrate Mr. Zhan's birthday?"

Li Wanyuan nodded, "I'll take a look at An An Ning Ning. Aunt Fang and Qin, just do whatever you need to do."

After telling her to keep her return secret, Li Wanyan walked to the children's bed.

**

The old warrior's house.

Zhan Jun didn't eat much at the banquet, but he received a lot of gifts.

The room was full of them.

In addition to gifts from relatives at home, there are also some gifts from people in the upper circles of Anseong.

After all, this is the birthday of the sixth master of the Zhan family, who doesn’t want to be in good company?

"Master Liu, what should I do with these things?" Lin Yi asked.

What Ji Yi was thinking about was whether he was living in Jincheng and whether these things would be taken there.

Zhan Junyan looked away from his phone and glanced at the pile of gifts lightly, "Find a place to put them casually."

Lin Yi was shocked.

Are these things that cost tens of millions worth just thrown into the basement to collect dust?

However, seeing that the man had no intention of joking, Ji Yi could only make arrangements.

It was already afternoon, and Zhan Junyan had not received a single message from Zhan Yao on his phone. How could Zhan Junyan be happy?

He knew that she must remember that last night he also told everyone in the mansion not to mention her birthday.

If she gave it to him, he would let it go, but she didn't want him to treat her as having dinner with her at night.

After all, birthdays are now more of a day for him to miss his deceased mother.

And this will definitely bring about sadness and pain for Yongyuan.

Zhan Junyan put away his cell phone and whispered, "Get ready and go back."

After saying this, Zhan Junyan turned around and strode towards the door.

Ji Yi immediately noticed that his mood had changed and quickly followed him.

When we got downstairs, everyone else was still there.

Zhan Hanzhe walked towards him, "Jun Yan, have you seen the gift?"

"Ah."

Seeing that he was not very happy, Zhan Hanzhe explained, "Some gifts are sent by major families. It would be bad if you don't accept them."

"You can use it if you like. If you don't like it, you don't have to leave it to your younger siblings or servants."

Zhan Junyan didn't want to waste his time on some insignificant things, "San Bo, I have to go."

"Leave?" Zhan Hanzhe stared at Zhan Junyan with wide eyes, "Are you leaving now after lunch?"

He is obviously the protagonist, but he is treated like a guest.

Zhan Junyan nodded indifferently, "Well, there's someone waiting over there. I'll leave the rest to Third Uncle."

After saying this, Zhan Junyan raised his feet.

Seeing this, Zhan Hanzhe stretched out his hand to stop him, "Jun Yan, wait a minute."

Everyone else in the family looked over, and Zhan Hanzhe said to Zhan Junyan, "Let's go to the inner room and have a few words."

"I'm pressed for time. If Third Uncle has anything to say, I can just say it here."

Zhan Hanzhe frowned before lowering his voice and said: "Jun Yan, I don't know what's going on with you, but if those two children are descendants of the Zhan family, they should be allowed to come back to meet their ancestors as soon as possible."

"Yes."

The voice was very firm and he answered the first half of the sentence.