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An Yang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said indifferently, "My dad... my dad died later."

"I still remember my dad took me and knelt in the snow with a big belly and begged him to let us live, but that scumbag didn't care about us at all, he was happily celebrating his son's 13th birthday in the villa. "

When An Yang said this, the corners of his mouth were raised, and he was still smiling. Because he laughed too hard, the Band-Aid on the bridge of his nose flew away, revealing the tiny bloodstain, but he didn't notice it.

Looking at Song Nai, his eyes have already penetrated the rabbit, staring fiercely at the prey that has been locked for a long time in the void, and squeezed out words one by one from his constricted throat, "I will kill you!" Theirs, those who hurt my father, I will not let go—”

The next moment, An Yang's ferocious expression froze, and a light touch on his face pulled him back to the real world. He panted heavily, staring at the rabbit.

Song Nai withdrew his hand and looked at the wound, which was completely covered by the Band-Aid again.

Looking into those dark eyes, the ignorant little rabbit hesitated for a moment, but still blessed, "You will definitely succeed."

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When Song Nai came home at dusk, he heard the melodious music inside through the door. As expected, Ye Lan was sitting sideways in front of the floor-to-ceiling window playing her harp, and the setting sun cast a graceful golden silhouette on her figure.

Song Nai let go of his hands and feet, turned around and moved the two big bags of purchased things in with difficulty. At this time, the hand of HXSXD with red marks was touched lightly by the other hand. Song Nai raised his eyes, met a pair of golden eyes, and then With a light hand, the heavy shopping bag was picked up.

The onion fingers plucking the strings faltered slightly, and the quiet and mellow music stopped for a beat, and then continued as if nothing had happened after Ji Shen was two meters away from the male nanny at the door.

Following Ye Lan's gaze, Mrs. Ji followed her eyes, and said to the person who was packing up with the nanny in the kitchen without looking back, "Just let Song Nai do it."

"He's too slow by himself, it's almost dinnertime."

As Ji Shen spoke, his eyes looked at Song Nai who had been missing all afternoon beside him.

Song Nai kept a social distance of two meters from him, and had no intention of approaching him. They each took care of a shopping bag.

Ji Shen caught a sharp glimpse of a piece of dead grass stuck in Song Nai's hair, and his gray clothes, his eagle eyes narrowed, but a few gazes from behind blocked his throat when he wanted to speak.

After taking out the ingredients from the bag and putting them away one by one, Song Nai was finally able to take a breath. Ji Shen sensed that the people around him wanted to leave, and at the moment they passed by, he caught him without thinking. hands.

The sound of the piano was chaotic for a moment, and her fingers touched the adjacent strings, making a discordant sound. Mrs. Ji didn't understand what she heard, her back was facing the kitchen, so she didn't notice. Ji Shen, the only one who could understand, didn't even look at Ye Lan. one.

"Mr. Ji, I want to go and see Lele." Song Nai said softly. From the corner of his eye, he saw Ye Lan staring at this side, flustered, and retracted his hands, trying to break free.

The listless little nanny exuded a depressed aura from head to toe. Ji Shen couldn't feel his usual enthusiasm, so he frowned and let go of his hands, "He's sleeping."

"Oh, thank you, Mr. Ji, for taking the time to look after my brother."

"..." The bald head lowered its head in dejection, Ji Shen resisted the desire to touch it, and ordered in a deep voice, "Take care of these ingredients now."

After walking all afternoon, his ankle was so sore, but Ji Shen didn't allow him to leave. Song Nai could only grit his teeth and follow the host's instructions to unpack the well-packed high-quality vegetables and wash them carefully. , the music gradually stopped, and when the song was over, scattered applause and Mrs. Ji's charming laughter sounded together.

"It's really nice. Xiaolan plays so beautifully. He's really a child with both talent and beauty."

Mrs. Ji is satisfied with how Ye Lan sees her. She is dignified, beautiful, and knowledgeable. She is just right to be his wife, so she can't stop smiling from ear to ear.

"Thank you ma'am," Ye Lan pursed her lips and smiled, staring straight at the man walking up and down in front of the cooking table, and clenched her palms tightly. In order to attract the attention of the other party, she raised her voice, "Then I Finally, let’s play the girl with flaxen hair, I remember that Brother Ji liked Debussy before.”

"Really," Mrs. Ji felt happier when she heard her little daughter's affection, she turned her head and said, "Son, come here quickly, Xiaolan is going to play Debussy for you."

Song Nai has been listening to them with his ears upright. At this moment, all eyes are focused, and Song Nai only feels his back, "Mr. Ji, you go out first, just leave it to me here."

Ji Shen glanced at him, wiped his hands and turned to leave.

Song Nai felt soreness in his heart, which was more difficult to ignore than the pain in his ankle. In order to reduce the weight on his ankle, he could only lean on the cooking table, silently wash the vegetables, and get half of himself in water.

He tried not to listen and concentrated on the work at hand, but Mrs. Ji's high-spirited words still fell into his ears. She wanted to arrange for them to go to the concert, and to create more opportunities for the couple who knew each other at a glance.

After the exquisite dishes were served, they finished them slowly, and finally sat in the midnight blue Panamera and left the villa. Song Naicai and the sleepy Song Le came down to eat together, their hungry mouths regurgitated everything tasted like chewing wax.

After dinner, Song Nai couldn't rest. As a qualified nanny, he had to clean up the dining table and the messy kitchen before they came back.

In the midst of being busy, the purple-red sunset glow mixed with gold was blown away by the hot night wind, and the sun, who had been working hard all day, also got off work, and the sky drew a dark blue curtain. dark.

Song Le was locked in the room all day. After cleaning the table for his brother, he quickly went back to the room to get the drawing book and watercolor pens. When he rushed to the French window, the child was stunned.

A huge golden monster occupies the place where Song Le originally played. The pillar and body of the piano are carved with gorgeous and complicated winding flowers. The little Song Le stares at this new thing that has never been seen before, feeling very curious. The row of vertical lines attracted his fingers to approach, but as soon as he touched it, his hand was pulled away by the rushing brother.

"I can't touch it. If I break it, my brother won't be able to pay for it." The strings kept trembling in the air. Song Nai stared at it in fear until it calmed down. He breathed a sigh of relief, looked around, and picked up the orange checkered carpet Spread it in the corner between the sofa and the fish tank, "Lele, from now on...you can play here."