Chapter 23 Chapter 23 Mom, the most delicious little cake is for you...

Qin Li'an didn't stay at home for long before he went out of town again to handle various business matters.

To the other members of the Qin family, the patriarch Qin Li'an is powerful but distant.

He is usually the leader of a group who commands everyone's attention outside, and he only comes home at specific times.

He has a far-sighted vision and exudes the wisdom of an elder and a leader. He will guide each family member and then leave again for a long time.

He really doesn't spend much time in this family.

The Qin Group recently launched a new car brand. As the chairman, Qin Li'an naturally attended various meetings and participated in many interviews.

At one of the meetings, many big figures from various industries came.

Qin Li'an sat in the first seat, revealing a lot of information while chatting and laughing.

All the participants pricked up their ears, afraid of missing anything.

Media reporters also tried their best to get the invitation letters and then reported the event extensively.

Naturally, these reports are full of praise, such as "Qin's industry is booming", "Qin's business is expanding into new business territories", "Qin's stock price is rising steadily", etc.

Netizens are also actively paying attention to this matter.

[Fuck, the Qin Group's business scope is too broad, almost covering food, clothing, housing and transportation.]

[Are multinational corporations just talking? ]

[I just want to ask, can a loser like me get the job?]

My cousin is an Ivy League graduate, and even after joining the Qin family, he had to start from the lower levels. You can refer to him.

[Forget it, I'd better pack up and apply for a security guard job.]

In addition to those netizens who are concerned about the business development of the Qin Group, some people also started gossiping about the Qin family's affairs.

[Mr. Qin is traveling around the world like this. Does he have time to return to his family?]

That's definitely not possible. I don't think he can go home very often throughout the year.

[Actually, I think Mr. Qin is someone who is very good at handling household chores, but he just can't devote too much energy to his family.]

[No wonder the Qin family always has so much negative gossip!]

"There's no need to keep praising Qin Li'an, right? I can only say that capitalists are all equally evil. The Qin Group just recently acquired two large companies. Have you all forgotten?!"

[Competition in the business world is normal, so how can this be criticized?]

[I think Mr. Qin is the kind of person who appears to be cheerful and talkative, but in reality, he can come up with hundreds of ways to deal with his enemies in a short period of time.]

[Hey, don't you think this kind of man is actually very attractive? ]

[I think so too! !]

I don't think so. I think it would be tiring to be with someone like that. I feel like even if I had a hundred brains, they wouldn't be enough to play with him.

The Internet was buzzing with activity, but the Qin family's manor was peaceful at the moment.

In the villa.

Qin Ye got up early for once and went to the children's room to see his younger brother.

Because he had to go to school this morning, he wanted to take a look at the little cub before leaving home.

As a result, when Qin Ye went to the children's room, Qin Moran had not woken up yet.

At this moment, the sunlight has already shone through the glass windows, and it is very bright.

On the children's bed, Qin Moran closed his eyes and fell asleep.

His face is so chubby that you can see the fine hairs in the sunlight.

Qin Ye stood by the bed with his arms folded across his chest, unable to help but complain in his heart, "Isn't this kid sleeping too soundly?"

Qin Ye resisted the urge to wake people up, and simply pulled over a chair, sat down, crossed his legs, and played with his mobile phone.

A few minutes passed, and when Qin Ye looked up again, he found that the kid had started sucking his fingers in his sleep.

Qin Ye quickly pushed his hand away and whispered, "What bad habit? No sucking your fingers!!"

Qin Moran frowned in his sleep because his wish was not fulfilled. However, his brows soon relaxed and he continued to sleep soundly.

Qin Ye looked at him for a while before continuing to play the game.

After another round of games, Qin Ye looked at Qin Moran again and discovered that he had changed his sleeping position. He had gone from lying down to lying face down. His head was tilted to one side, allowing him to breathe.

However, Qin Ye's head was still full of question marks.

Can I fall asleep while lying on my stomach?

What is the structure of a child?

Qin Ye watched his brother sleep for a long time, and then his eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was about to wake up.

After a while, Qin Moran slowly opened his eyes.

Those eyes were dark and bright, like black glass.

Qin Ye stood up straight and said condescendingly: "You finally woke up?"

Qin Moran was confused: "Hmm?"

His big eyes blinked in confusion.

Qin Ye was too lazy to explain so much and directly picked him up from the bed: "Okay, go wash up now."

Qin Moran: "..."

Qin Moran was forced to turn on the phone, and then went to wash up as his third brother asked. Finally, the two brothers went downstairs together.

The servant brought breakfast.

Qin Moran's breakfast is very nutritious, a glass of milk, a sandwich, and a fruit platter.

Qin Ye had a bowl of super spicy beef noodles, which he specially ordered last night.

This bowl of beef noodles looks particularly good, bright red, and sprinkled with green chopped green onions and coriander as garnish.

However, Qin Moran was stunned when he saw the bowl of red beef noodles: "Third brother, you can't eat such spicy food in the morning."

Qin Ye glanced at him and said, "Do you think your third brother is as fragile as you?"

Qin Moran: “???”

I feel like I'm being ridiculed.

Qin Moran ignored Qin Ye.

He lay on the coffee table, held the milk in his two little hands and took a sip, then picked up the sandwich and ate it.

The little dumpling sat on the carpet, holding a sandwich and eating it seriously, like some kind of cute little squirrel.

Qin Ye picked up his bowl of super spicy beef noodles, picked it up with chopsticks and took a bite.

As soon as he took the first bite, he realized something was wrong.

This noodle is really too spicy!!

Just at this moment, Qin Moran looked at him curiously with his big eyes, which were clearly black and white.

When has Qin Ye, the school bully, ever lost face?

He has already made such a boast, so he naturally cannot admit defeat.

Isn't it just a bowl of beef noodles? He can finish it in no time.

Qin Ye quickly took a few more bites, and then was so spicy that he was almost speechless.

He endured the spiciness and didn't show any abnormality.

Instead, Qin Moran asked, "Third brother, would you like some milk? Milk can help with the spiciness."

Qin Ye said stubbornly: "No, I'm not spicy at all."

Qin Moran: "..."

More than ten minutes later, Qin Ye finally finished the bowl of beef noodles, his throat was hoarse from the spicy taste.

Qin Moran also came and sat down on the sofa, and asked with concern: "Third brother, are you okay?"

Qin Ye continued to be stubborn: "Of course I am fine."

My voice is so hoarse.

Qin Moran opened his eyes wide and asked, "Third brother, is your speaker broken? Why is it making such a weird sound?"

Qin Ye's forced serious expression almost broke.

Who has a trumpet in their throat???

How many creative ideas does this little kid have?

In order to maintain his cool image, Qin Ye simply sat on the sofa with his eyes closed, looking quite sophisticated.

Qin Moran didn't plan to care about his third brother anymore and planned to go out and play by himself.

However, when he was about to leave, he found that his clothes were stuck to his body by his third brother.

Qin Moran didn't know whether Qin Ye had fallen asleep or not, and he didn't dare to call for help. He just tugged gently, but failed to budge his clothes. He increased his strength a little and finally managed to pull the hem of his clothes out.

He decisively slid off the sofa and ran outside.

As soon as Qin Moran left, Qin Ye opened his eyes, picked up a bottle of milk on the coffee table and started drinking it.

I drank the whole bottle in one breath, and the burning feeling in my stomach finally eased a little.

It seems that next time I want to show off in front of the little guy, I have to think twice.

Here, Qin Moran ran to the grass to play.

He saw a gardener weeding with a machine, so he ran over and asked curiously, "Uncle, are you giving the grass a haircut?"

The gardener was instantly amused: "Yes, young master."

Qin Moran said excitedly: "I also want to give Xiaocao a haircut."

The gardener said, "You are still too young now, little master. When you grow up, you will be able to use a lawn mower."

Qin Moran nodded with some regret: "Okay."

But he seemed to be particularly interested in weeding. Watching the tall grass become flat little by little was actually a very relaxing thing.

So from then on, he followed the gardener wherever he weeded.

Until Chen Ruolan's gentle and sweet voice sounded: "Mo Bao——"

Qin Moran turned around and said, "Mom."

Chen Ruolan asked him, "Do you want to go out and play with your mother?"

Qin Moran nodded decisively.

He likes hanging out with his family because he always has fun.

Chen Ruolan smiled and stretched out her hand to him: "Let's go, mom will take you to change clothes."

"good."

Qin Moran obediently put his little hand in Chen Ruolan's hand, and then followed her.

Twenty minutes later, the mother and son changed their clothes.

Chen Ruolan changed into a white long dress, and she smelled of the faint scent of gardenia, which was very pleasant.

Qin Moran was wearing a short-sleeved shirt and jeans.

This outfit is quite mysterious. There is a bear pattern on the front of the short-sleeved shirt and two bear paw prints on the pants. It is cute and interesting.

Qin Moran is already fair and tender, which makes her look even more innocent and lively.

Chen Ruolan looked at her youngest son with tenderness in her eyes.

A few minutes later, the mother and son set off in the car.

They were going to attend a party of upper-class ladies.

The activities at these gatherings are pretty much the same every time, including traveling, visiting exhibitions, shopping, having afternoon tea, etc.

Today's itinerary is to visit the exhibition and have afternoon tea.

Qin Moran went to a fashion show with Chen Ruolan.

He couldn't appreciate those highly designed clothes at all. He looked at them curiously for a while at first, but then slowly fell asleep.

The little dumpling is also very cute when he is dozing off, with his little head nodding. It is so charming.

A cameraman saw this scene and decisively raised his camera to point it in this direction, intending to capture an interesting photo of the children.

The key point is that this child is so good-looking that he can be a child model.

But at this time, Chen Ruolan made a gesture to him not to take pictures.

She didn't want Qin Moran to be exposed a lot at such a young age. After all, the Qin family's situation was a bit special. Once Qin Moran's high-definition photos were circulated, it would definitely cause an uproar.

Seeing this, the photographer had no choice but to give up, nodded apologetically and left.

After a fashion show, everyone went to a garden restaurant.

Compared to the formal atmosphere at the fashion show, everyone was chatting and laughing when they arrived at the restaurant, and they were much more relaxed.

The decoration of this restaurant is extremely thoughtful, with flowers, green plants, fountains, etc., making people feel as if they are really in a beautiful garden.

As usual, Qin Moran was loved by a group of noble ladies.

"How come your eyelashes are so long, little one? What's the secret?"

"Her little face is so tender, like a peach."

"Momo, can you give auntie a hug?"

Qin Moran was still not used to the scene of a group of people surrounding him. If it were his brother Qin Ye, he would have left impatiently by now, but Qin Moran stood there obediently, allowing the aunts to touch his little face and hold his little hands.

Of course, he also received many gifts from the elders.

However, when Chen Ruolan found that Qin Moran was surrounded by more and more people and seemed a little uncomfortable, she took him aside.

Qin Moran let out a breath quietly.

The aunties are so enthusiastic!

Among this group of ladies, there was one who came from abroad and spoke English.

When this person came to talk to Chen Ruolan, she was visibly nervous: "Sorry, I don't speak English."

The foreign friend didn't seem to understand and mumbled a few more words.

Chen Ruolan gritted her teeth and replied in English.

As a result, not only was the sentence spoken haltingly, but there were also two wrong words in it.

At this moment, a sneer suddenly came from the side.

The sneer was so loud that everyone around noticed it and felt a little embarrassed.

Chen Ruolan felt even more embarrassed and unconsciously clenched the small leather bag in her hand.

These people in the wealthy circle did not dare to directly oppose the powerful people in the Qin family, but they could pick on the weak ones, such as targeting Chen Ruolan openly or secretly.

A sneer like the one just now is not uncommon.

For example, once Chen Ruolan accidentally wore the same clothes as Qin Li’an’s ex-wife, a wealthy lady who had a good relationship with the ex-wife secretly mocked her in the bathroom, saying that Chen Ruolan was imitating others.

At this moment, Chen Ruolan seemed to have returned to countless embarrassing moments in the past.

She was like an outsider in the wealthy circle, always feeling out of tune with it, unable to find her own rhythm, and becoming increasingly anxious and lacking in confidence.

Qin Moran stood there, watching all this silently.

He didn't understand the undercurrents of the adults, but he could vaguely sense something.

Soon, Qin Moran picked up a plate and distributed small cakes to everyone.

The ladies loved the little dumpling very much and each of them reached out for a small cake.

"Momo, give one to your sister."

"Mobao, what about me?"

Qin Moran obediently distributed small cakes to everyone.

Unexpectedly, the noble lady who had just mocked Chen Ruolan also reached out her hand: "Momo, give me one?"

Qin Moran turned a deaf ear and left with the plate.

The lady's face froze.

Everyone looked at her intentionally or unintentionally.

The lady laughed dryly and withdrew her hand.

Here, Qin Moran brought the last small cake on the plate to Chen Ruolan, and then whispered, "Mom, I saved the most delicious small cake for you."

Chen Ruolan's eyes became moist when she heard this, and then she choked up and nodded: "Okay, Mom will definitely eat it well."

She took the cake and took a bite, and the sweetness went straight to her heart.