Every night, Mu Beihan would find some time to give them a call to watch the mother and son duo. From time to time, he would ask Yan Qingfan what he liked and what he liked.

At the mall.

Yan Luoluo led Yan Qingfan and looked around, although she had clearly set a time to go shopping, Song Hanlu was already ten minutes late.

"Mommy, would Sister Song have set us up?"

Yan Qingfan licked the ice cream in his hands. Right after he finished speaking, he saw a girl wearing a flowery dress running towards them.

"Sorry, Rolo, I'm late!" Song Hanlu stroked her messy hair and calmed her breath, then said to Yan Qingfan: "I just heard a little brat say that I want to leave a pigeon, is it you?"

Yan Qingfan was so scared that he started to wave his hands, "I didn't, I miss your Sister Song so much!"

The word "big sister" made Song Hanlu feel extremely happy in her heart. She grabbed Yan Luoluo's arm and set off for the market.

"Today is our best friend's time!"

After three hours, Yan Luoluo and Song Hanlu looked like they were on stimulants, without any signs of fatigue. Yan Qingfan who was following behind was almost unable to walk, and only hoped to be able to have a good rest in the next shop.

"His clothes have always been very good-looking. Let's quickly go in and try it out."

The moment the three of them walked into the shop, the sales clerk exclaimed and went up to look at Yan Qingfan seriously.

"He looks like the CEO!" Look at your eyes and your mouth! "

"He was simply carved from the same mold as the CEO!"

"Is this the president's illegitimate son?"

The few of them started to talk to each other, and had long forgotten about the existence of Yan Luoluo and Song Hanlu.

"Cough, cough!"

Song Hanlu coughed twice, only now did the few of them notice them, and immediately apologized and began recommending clothes for them.

Yan Luoluo selected her clothes, and Song Hanlu immediately came over, gently leaning onto her ear and whispered: "Is this child that person's?"

That person was referring to Mu Beihan, and Yan Luoluo knew this in her heart. However, she also lied and said: "It's not his, Fanfan only looks similar to him."

There were too many people here, furthermore it was a public place, and if people here heard that Yan Qingfan was Mu Beihan's child, it would definitely cause a huge commotion. In these five days, she only wanted to pass it peacefully.

"If it's not, then it's not. If that handsome and rich man is really Fanfan's father, then you don't have to work so hard."

Yan Luoluo took a look at a piece of clothing, looked at the price on the signboard, and then placed the clothes back.

"The price of this store is quite high. Take a look first, I'll stay here to accompany you."

Hearing Yan Luoluo say that she could not buy it, the sales clerk immediately took the clothes over, and flicked on the spot where Yan Luoluo had just touched, with a look of despise on her face, "If you can't afford it, then don't touch it, can you make it up to me by smearing it?"

"How can you say that? You think you can't afford the code? It's not just this, we can buy all of your clothes! "

Song Hanlu said in disdain, and snatched the clothes from the salesperson's hands, "We will buy this clothes, and you have to apologize to us!"

The salesman looked like a dog with its eyes looking down as he coldly said, "I can apologize, but first I have to pay for the clothes. Otherwise, I won't be able to afford to pretend to be a big tailed wolf!"