Tang Ning sat on the side and laughed with exaggeration. He opened the lid of the steamer and held a soup bag for Xu Zhiyuan. He said, "the vermicelli was made by ah Qing and me a few days ago. The soup is also stewed by ah Qing with an old hen. Have a try?"

Xu Zhiyuan's parents are both foreign Chinese, and his ancestors are all native Chinese. He often eats these things from childhood to adulthood, and he doesn't feel that he has no way to speak.

He lowered his head and took a bite of the dumpling. He felt that although the taste was not authentic in star hotels, it was also very delicious. What's more, there was Tang Qing's craft bonus. He gave a full score.

"I've never had such a delicious soup bag."

Tang Qing speechless looked at the smiling Xu Zhiyuan, this flattery is also too hypocritical.

"It's because the soup is made by ah Qing. It's so delicious. I don't think the food sold outside is as good as that made by ah Qing. "

Tang Qing helplessly looked at the fanning Tang Ning, "don't be poor."

Xu Zhiyuan is the only son in the family. Although his parents are very fond of him, he is the second generation rich after all. His parents were busy with their business when he was a child, and there were no brothers and sisters. He was lonely in his childhood and childhood. It is a little envious to see the two sisters playing and laughing.

He felt that he liked to stay here. He liked it.

Just as Tang Qing and their breakfast were enjoying in the small town, Fu Tingyuan, far away in central London, received an across the Pacific telephone call.

He had just had breakfast and was feeding his little daughter milk. When he saw the caller ID, he gave his thoughts to the waiting nanny.

"Hello?" The man's voice is deep and mellow, even though the communication tool does not weaken half of the sound quality, which is intoxicating. "What's the matter?"

"Mr. Fu, please help our young master..." Inside came the female voice panic, with a bit of forbearance crying, "I don't know who to ask, I can only ask you, please help him."

Fu Tingyuan drooped his eyes, and his face did not change. He just chuckled, teasing and heartless: "it's very expensive to ask for my help."

Xia Ling chatted Leng Leng, and finally said in a low voice: "as long as you are willing to save our little master, no matter how much money it costs, I will."

"Yes." Fu Tingyuan replied, "that's settled. Xiao Fengting owes me a favor."

He hung up the phone and dialed another phone to go out. After a few careful orders, he looked back and saw Ronan, who had been sleeping in the morning, was barefoot and yawning from the upstairs. Luonan first half of the way, suddenly stopped, squinting a pair of cat eyes staring at Fu Tingyuan, vigilant way: "what's the matter? How can you laugh so insidiously

Fu Tingyuan looked at her innocently, went up to hold the person down from the stairs, and gave her a kiss in the small face, "no, you are wrong."

*

Tang Qing received a phone call from Tang Ning when he bought the clothes in the mall with fruit.

Xu Zhiyuan wants to go back to the city. Guoguo is about to start school, and he also wants to go back with Luo Yi. Tang Qing, in Xu Zhiyuan's car, comes to the mall to buy autumn clothes for Guoguo. After choosing one or two, he is ordered to return by Tang Ning.

She didn't care too much at first. She put her mobile phone between her ears and her shoulders, and she held a short skirt and scratched on the fruit? I'm just here. I'll take a taxi to come back in the evening This one is not bad. What do you think of it? "