As Zhu Qianying had predicted, after Young Master Yan's pork ribs and bamboo tube rice and dessert were served, he barely ate a few bites.
"Young Master Yan, you don't actually need to accommodate us. The French restaurant across the street should have pretty good food. Why don't you go eat there?"
Zhu Qianying had been quite hungry, but seeing Young Master Yan put down his chopsticks after just one bite made her extremely annoyed.
How could a young master like him possibly be used to eating such ordinary food!
Fortunately, Zizai is like her, not a picky eater, and easy to raise!
The little guy, who hadn't paid much attention to him, rolled his eyes at him and then chimed in.
"Yeah, go to Ci French Feast! French Feast is so good!" The little guy, his mouth bulging with food, spoke a little unclearly.
Yan Shao found it particularly amusing. After all, the little guy had always given him the impression of being as quick-witted as his mother. Such a silly yet adorable appearance was rare in front of his father!
"Little darling, do you want to have a French meal?"
Yan Shao didn't care whether the lunch suited his taste or not; all he cared about was spending more time with his son and Zhu Qianying.
The little princess rolled her eyes at him, ignored him, and buried her head in her food.
Zhu Qianying was initially very tired, but watching the father and son tease each other and express their dislike for each other, she found it inexplicably funny, and even a little touching.
This little guy, Zizai, has always harbored an inexplicable hostility towards adult men.
Of course, the men in the Ji family are an exception.
Zhu Qianying had been having a headache over this matter.
For example, his previous attitude towards Cheng Ye was not much better than his attitude towards Yan Shao.
Zhu Qianying had probed him about this issue many times, but he had never been able to find an answer.
Zhu Qianying felt that this prejudice was probably caused by the lack of paternal love in his childhood.
Now that she has sent her son back, she hopes that Yan Han, as the father, can get along well with Zizai and correct the distorted sense of right and wrong in the little guy's heart.
Or perhaps, the missing piece of emotion will slowly be made up for.
"Zizai, don't you really want to go out for a French meal with your daddy?"
As far as Zhu Qianying knows, the little guy is easy to raise, but he is also a glutton. Besides Chinese food, French cuisine is another cuisine he loves.
The little guy, however, was quite principled: "I'm not going! The pork rib rice is just fine!"
Zhu Qianying chuckled and patted the little guy's head, then tilted her head and said to Yan Shao, "You two can go out for French food together tonight, Zizai really likes it."
The little guy was furious that his mother had betrayed him in front of him. He looked up and glared at Zhu Qianying, saying, "Mommy, people who betray their friends will have rotten mouths!"
Zhu Qianying laughed even harder, her shoulders shaking.
"Young Master, you have quite the presence, but Mommy didn't betray you. I just shared your preferences and tastes with Daddy. You don't want Daddy to take you out for Thai food tonight, do you?"
Thai food is strong in flavor and mostly spicy, making it one of the few cuisines that my son dislikes.
After Zhu Qianying said that, little Zizai was speechless.
Indeed, he really didn't want to eat Thai food!
Yan Shao felt incredibly pleased as he watched his little darling, who always made him run into trouble, repeatedly suffer setbacks in front of Zhu Qianying.
But after I finished having fun, seeing my son's utterly hopeless expression, I felt sorry for him.
"Alright, Zizai, don't listen to your mommy's nonsense. Daddy promises that he will never take Zizai to eat Thai food again. Of course, there's nothing else that Zizai doesn't like to eat, and we won't eat there anymore."
Only then did the little guy look him in the eye and nod emphatically, responding with a soft "Mmm!"
Then, Chao Zhu Qianying rolled her eyes and snorted, "Mommy's a bad guy!"
Zhu Qianying felt that she was really great, because she was willing to play the villain in order to bring the father and son closer together.
Yan Han glanced at Zhu Qianying with a smile, and in his heart he also cursed, "Zhu Qianying, you little rascal!"
Of course, his scolding was completely different in tone and mood from the scolding of young master Zizai.
The young master type is purely arrogant.
His feelings were a mixture of love and hate.
I wanted to flip the person over and spank them, but I also wanted to pull them over and coax and kiss them gently. In the end, I couldn't do either of those things.
So, all they could do was grit their teeth in secret, seething with hatred!
...
After lunch, Zizai kept yawning as it was time for his afternoon nap.
Zhu Qianying took him back to the office with Yan Han, let the little guy take a bath in the bathroom in the lounge, and then let him take a nap in the lounge.
As Qin Xiu said, Yan Han was very busy. After returning, he kept making phone calls. He had just hung up the phone after Zhu Qianying had settled Zizai in.
"Should I go back first?"
Anyway, once Yan Han gets off work, the little guy will still go back to the Yan family home with him, so there's no point in him staying here alone.
Most importantly, she didn't want to be alone with Yan Han.
"Didn't you say you had nothing to do today?" Yan Han pressed on to what she had said that morning.
“I’m fine, but Zizai will sleep until at least 5 o’clock. You can get off work at 5:30. After he wakes up, let him play games by himself for half an hour and wait for you to leave work together.”
As Zhu Qianying spoke, she walked into the reception room, picked up her bag, and prepared to leave.
Yan Han frowned slightly. Seeing that she had already slung her bag over her shoulder, he said, "Didn't you say you were going to give me a gift? Draw it here. Once you've finished the sketch, I can take a look at it first. If there's anything wrong with it, I can tell you right now. Besides, what if Zizai wakes up and doesn't see you, and cries?"
Yan Shao's excuses at the beginning were barely tolerable, but when she heard the rest, Zhu Qianying couldn't help but twitch her lips.
"Young Master Yan, Zizai rarely cries, and he certainly won't cry because I'm not here, so you can rest assured about that."
Zhu Qianying is a career woman, and over the years, Zizai has become accustomed to not seeing his mother often.
"That's your opinion. I've seen him cry. When you first brought him back, he often cried secretly at night."
Of course, this was all just Young Master Yan's nonsense, but in order to keep Zhu Qianying here, he no longer had time to protect his son's glorious image.
In fact, he had only ever seen the young master with red eyes; he had never actually seen him cry.
The little guy has always been very wary of him; even if he really wanted to cry, he probably wouldn't cry in front of him.
Zhu Qianying looked at him with some doubt, and after a while, she silently put down her backpack.
She believed Yan Han's words!
After all, it's perfectly normal for a little kid who's only four years old to feel helpless and cry when suddenly sent back to a place he doesn't know anything about!
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