Bringing the baby back to China, the cold CEO becomes a fishing husband

On the way to the parking lot, Li Yin had already told Xiang Siyuan to drive, and Xiang Siyuan nodded in agreement.

"Have you been too tired from work recently?"

When he got the phone, Xiang Siyuan already knew that Zhang Hua had arranged some Internet users for Li Yin's studio to create momentum for the studio and increase its visibility.

He himself works in the Internet industry and knows very well what this means. If the effect is good, it will bring twice the result with half the effort. Of course, the workload will also increase exponentially.

Xiang Siyuan looked at Li Yin's slightly tired face.

"When I'm not around, you can ask Zhang Hua for help if you need it."

An An was holding Li Yin's hand and saying this. Li Yin responded to An An, then turned around and smiled and responded to Xiang Siyuan.

"That's your assistant. Would it be wrong for me to bother him?"

Getting the same salary but having to perform extra tasks for no reason would be unpleasant for anyone, and she knows the limits.

"I'll give him extra salary for helping you."

If Zhang Hua was here at this moment, he would definitely say to Li Yin with shining eyes, "Teacher Li, it's no trouble, no trouble, just come and find me."

After all, the boss is generous, especially when it comes to Teacher Li and An An, he can get a lot of money, just like last time when he took his daughter to buy a whole cart of snacks, and the boss didn't say anything.

Just kidding, for a boss with hundreds of millions of assets, this amount of money is just a drop in the bucket. And the feeling of fleecing the capital is so refreshing, and there is no psychological burden, he wants to experience it all the time.

It was a pity that he was not there at the time, and Li Yin didn't like to trouble others.

But the feeling of being cared for and protected made Li Yin feel sweet in her heart. However, everyone has their own expertise, especially in photography. Zhang Hua probably wouldn't be able to help much. But with Xiang Siyuan's words, it would be easier to get things done in the future.

So she didn't really reject Xiang Siyuan's feelings.

"Okay, then I'm welcome."

When he really wants to be nice to others, he will feel happy if that person accepts his kindness. Xiang Siyuan is in this state now.

As soon as he got in the car, Xiang Siyuan took off his coat and turned on the heater.

An An also took off his thick coat. When he got off the plane, his father had already taken off a down vest and a turtleneck sweater for him, so after taking off his coat, he was only wearing an autumn shirt and a round-neck sweater.

The feeling of his clothes suddenly becoming thinner made him feel lighter, so he turned his head, touched his belly and arms, and looked at his mother seriously.

"Mom, have I lost weight?"

When An An asked this, Li Yin immediately pulled An An to look left and right, and pinched his face. It was still the same as before, although not chubby, but also very easy to pinch.

So Li Yin couldn't help but open one hand, and pressed her son's chubby cheeks with her thumb and index finger twice. Two dimples were pressed on An An's cheeks, and his lips were squeezed and pouted.

"No, what's wrong? Is An An having a hard time over there?"

Li Yin put down her hand and glanced at Xiang Siyuan in the rearview mirror.

Xiang Siyuan was driving. After spending some time with An An, he could probably guess what An An was thinking. So he said,

"Maybe he's not used to wearing fewer clothes all of a sudden. He told me last night that he felt like a dumpling."

It turned out to be the case.

Li Yin looked at An An with a smile and couldn't help but hug him again. She missed An An and was also touched by An An's thoughts and words.

An An's attention was focused on the scenery outside the window. He looked at the roadside, trees, and roofs outside, which were all clean. Looking at these, An An began to miss the bright white snow everywhere in the Northeast.

So An An began to chatter with his mother about his experiences in the Northeast. When talking about breakfast, An An remembered his big flowered cotton jacket and became excited.

"Mom, Dad and I bought you a gift. It's really pretty. You'll definitely like it!"

Gift? Li Yin remembered the shell bracelet that An An brought back from the island, but she couldn't think of any gifts from the Northeast. Could it be the three treasures of the Northeast?

Or, they didn't buy her a mink coat, did they?

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Both families already knew that Xiang Siyuan and An An would be back today. When Li Yin received Xiang Siyuan and the others, she had already informed everyone in the family group that they were safe. Gradually, more and more messages appeared in the group, and it was very lively.

In fact, this group is not idle on ordinary days.

Sometimes Xiang's mother would ask in the group what medicinal ingredients would be better to use to make nourishing chicken soup, and Li's father would reply seriously, including the weight, order and time of adding the medicinal ingredients.

Sometimes, it was Dad Xiang who shared the flowers he had planted and the newly bought flower seeds in the group, while Dad Li would share the flowers he had planted on the balcony, some fruits and vegetables, and even peppers. At this time, the two would share their experiences while arguing with each other in the group. In short, there was a bit of separation and yet inexplicable harmony.

Li's mother would also share her own music school performances, and Xiang's mother would ask her to go to the concert when she was free. Xiang Sixia would send her travels, dramas, and celebrity gossip, and Meng Tian would actively respond, and occasionally make cakes by herself, and everyone would like her praise.

Xiang Sizhou and Xiang Siyuan didn't talk much. Li Yin was also active in the group. The twins and An An were busy with toy stories, books and cartoons. Besides, they couldn't understand most of the words, so there was nothing for them to do.

But at this time, An An was holding his phone watch, listening to the voice message sent by his grandfather in the group, which roughly meant that everyone would go to Li's father's house for a gathering tomorrow night, and he would cook for everyone. Xiang's father also said that he would go to his house, saying that his villa was big and it would be convenient for many people.

In fact, as soon as Mr. Xiang finished saying this, he knew in his heart that he had said the wrong thing, but as soon as he faced Mr. Li, he seemed to be unable to speak properly.

Mingming is usually very comfortable in socializing as the dean, and gives people the impression of being steady and calm, but when he meets this old man Li, he can't help but be sarcastic. Maybe the two of them have been enemies since their previous life.

At this time, Father Xiang was thinking, oh no, old man Li is going to misunderstand.

As expected, Li's father also replied.

"Old man Xiang, you mean my apartment is too small, right? My apartment is 230 square meters, and it can't accommodate a big Buddha like you, right?"

Father Xiang immediately replied to the voice message and said,

"That's not what I meant. Okay, I said the wrong thing."

Li's father actually knew that Xiang's father was not the kind of person who despised the poor and loved the rich. He still trusted his character. But like Xiang's father, he had been arguing with each other for so many years and had become accustomed to this way of getting along. It was also a wonderful tacit understanding between the two.

Li's father felt that what Xiang's father said was very familiar. He remembered the new opinions he had seen on the Internet recently, so he replied,

"Old man Xiang, I suspect you are the legendary tea artist. Such tea."

Tea artist?

Why did you suddenly talk about tea?

Father Xiang couldn't understand or figure it out, so he replied in the group:

"Old man Li, are you confused? How can I be a tea artist?"

There was a hint of smug sarcasm in Li's father's voice when he replied.

"Old Antique, check it on the Internet."

As the two of them talked, the topic completely went off track, from where they were originally planning to attend a party to the distant Internet.