After that night, I was pregnant with the billionaire president's child

Only when the dumplings were put into the pot did Ma Yina go upstairs and ask Wen Yan to come downstairs to eat dumplings.

Wen Yan got up from the bed and kissed Ma Yina with her big, sparkling eyes, "Mom, is it really Jiaozi?"

"Of course, since you said you wanted to eat dumplings, of course I have to make dumplings for you."

Ma Yina said as she helped Wen Yan get her slippers.

"Mom, I can do it myself." Wen Yan didn't dare to let Ma Yina get her slippers.

But Mayina had already placed the slippers at her feet.

Wen Yan put on her slippers, pouted happily, and said gratefully: "Mom, you are so good to me."

"Silly child." Ma Yina helped Wen Yan stand up and walked out. She said:

"Your father is right. No matter how good we are to you, we can't be as good to you as Luo Han. You should get along well with him and try to win his heart."

Wen Yan nodded.

Ma Yina felt that Wen Yan was a little pitiful.

Although it was Wen Yan's own fault, she thought Wen Yan was a great person and her son needed a generous woman like her to assist him.

She also believed that with Wen Yan's assistance, her son would be even more outstanding.

However, her disappointing son could not see the good in Wen Yan.

All I can see is the gentle tenderness of summer in the south of the Yangtze River.

Ma Yina couldn't help but sigh. She said to Wen Yan, "Today's dumplings were made by Luo Han."

Wen Yan stood up and looked at Ma Yina.

Mayina patted her hands and helped her continue walking.

downstairs.

The dumplings are just out of the pot.

Ye Wanhao was already sitting at the dining table, ready to go. He waved to Wen Yan, "Xiao Yan, today we'll take advantage of you and eat the dumplings made by this brat."

As they were talking, Wen Yan saw Ye Luohan coming out wearing an apron and carrying steaming dumplings.

Ma Yina helped Wen Yan sit down.

Ye Wanhao patted the seat next to him and said excitedly: “Nana, sit here.”

Ye Luohan put down the plate of dumplings, took off his apron, and the servant beside him took his apron.

He sat down.

Right next to Wen Yan.

Wen Yan looked over and saw some flour on Ye Luohan's face.

She subconsciously raised her hand to wipe Ye Luohan.

"What are you doing!" Ye Luohan's roar not only scared Wen Yan, but even Ye Wanhao was so frightened by his sudden roar that he almost dropped the dumplings he had just picked up on the table.

Ye Wanhao and Ma Yina looked up together.

Wen Yan's hand froze in mid-air.

Looking again, there was flour on Ye Luohan's face.

Ye Wanhao immediately became angry again. He put the dumplings on the plate and said, "You scared me to death! You thought I wouldn't eat them!"

Ma Yina stared at Ye Luohan, she was also frightened.

Ye Luohan also realized that there might be something on his face, so he raised his hand and wiped it randomly.

But I didn't apply it to the right place. The flour is still on my face.

Ye Wanhao said: "Let Xiaoyan wipe it for you."

Wen Yan had already put down her hand. Ye Wanhao's words made her embarrassed.

Ye Luohan said coldly: "No need!"

The cold words are like the ice rain sung by Andy Lau.

Flour on Ye Luohan's face.

But Wen Yan felt the cold icy rain hitting his face.

Ye Luohan picked up the chopsticks to pick up the dumplings.

Ye Wanhao opened his chopsticks and said, "No one can eat without wiping them! I can't eat when I see your face is dirty!"

“If you can’t eat it, don’t eat it!” Ye Luohan retorted and went to pick up the dumplings.

Ye Wanhao opened his chopsticks again! "I said! No one can eat it."

Wen Yan got a headache every time she heard Ma Yina and Ye Wanhao scolding Ye Luohan.

Ye Luohan didn't eat breakfast this morning.

He was hungry while making dumplings, and now he just wants to have a bite of the dumplings he made under certain conditions.

Wen Yan picked up a tissue and reached out to wipe the flour off Ye Luohan's face.

This time, Ye Luohan didn't hide.

Wen Yan recalled that when she was a child, there was dirt on her brother Luo Han’s face, and she used her chubby little hands to wipe his face.

Brother Luo Han said: "The little fat girl's hands are so soft and tender."

She just laughed “hehehe”.

She still remembered that Brother Luohan's face was also soft and fluffy.

Wen Yan's eyes turned red.

In order to avoid being seen by others, she dared not look up.

She forced herself to hold back her fragile tears.

This path was chosen by her herself.

It is also her only way.

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