MTL - Addicted To Favoritism, the Reborn Sweet Wife is So Sweet-Chapter 199 The courage is fat and the second master directly fights! !

   Chapter 199 The courage is fat and the second master directly fights!

Mother?

  Mu Xingwan couldn't help laughing softly, and then thought that it might be Ning Xian who mentioned the adoption thing yesterday.

   As she walked, she said, "Chaoyan, has Uncle Ning mentioned adoption to you?"

  Qin Chi's little head is full of question marks, "No, why do you want to adopt? Why do you call me Chaoyan?"

  Mu Xingwan felt that today's Chaoyan was a bit strange, "Your name is Chaoyan, what do you call you if you are not called Chaoyan? Besides, I'm your second aunt, and my mother can't call me casually."

   Qin Chi heard the words and looked down at the restless black cat, thinking of the little boy who looked like him, that little boy's name is Chaoyan, so he was mistaken?

   If she admits the wrong person, she will definitely send herself away.

   Mu Xing didn't speak when she saw Chaoyan in the evening, and she didn't say anything, she carried him into the guest room.

  Fu Tingyao was about to go out to find them when he saw him come in, looked at Chaoyan, and said solemnly, "Who made you run around?"

   Qin Chi snorted coldly: "You take care of me!"

  Chaoyan has been very good since he was a child, where has he been so arrogant and provocative?

  Fu Tingyao's voice was a little deeper: "What did you say?"

   Qin Chi is still a three-year-old child in the end. Although he is not afraid of the sky or the ground, he is also covered by Qin Yan. In front of the stranger, he feels such a strong sense of oppression that he subconsciously hugs Mu Xingwan's neck.

"Chaoyan, don't be afraid, your second uncle is like this." Mu Xingwan soothed Chaoyan in his arms, then looked at Fu Tingyao, a little dissatisfied with how fierce he was towards Chaoyan, "Ayao, don't kill him! "

  Fu Tingyao saw Chaoyan hug Wanwan's neck tightly, and his face became cold, "If you don't teach him a lesson, he will go to heaven."

   After saying that, he looked at Chaoyan, "Come down."

   "Don't!" Qin Chi hugged Mu Xingwan's neck tightly, and the pickup had already jumped out of his arms.

   "Come down." Fu Tingyao walked over with a sullen face.

  Mu Xing protected Chaoyan at night, knowing that the man was really angry, "Ayao, you will scare Chaoyan like this, shall we go home first?"

  Fu Tingyao clenched his fists and endured.

   At this time, Chaoyan walked around the lobby and couldn't find a pickup. He was unwilling. He went to the staff to help him find a cat, but no one paid him any attention.

   Pickup has been with Chaoyan for more than a year, and the relationship is very good. Now I can't find it, can you be in a hurry?

   He continued to look around again.

   Qin Yan was just busy in the study for a while. When he turned his head and came out, he didn't see Qin Chi, his face was dark, "Wujiang!"

  Wujiang hurried in, "Master, what's your order?"

   Qin Yan asked coldly, "Where's Qin Chi?"

   Wu Jiang said: "I'm playing games next door!"

   "Go and see for yourself!"

   Qin Yan dropped these words and strode out.

  Wujiang walked to the door with doubts, pushed open the door and glanced inside, where is Qin Chi's figure?

  Wu Jiang knew that Qin Chi had sneaked away again, and he hurriedly chased him out.

  Qin Yan took the elevator all the way to the lobby. After scanning around, he didn't see anyone. He strode outside and saw a small figure squatting in the grass, wearing a black overalls. Who else could be except Qin Chi?

   He strode over with a sullen face, and picked up Qin Chi's back collar, "How many times have I said that, don't run around?"

  Chaoyan was looking for a pickup truck when someone picked him up suddenly, frowning tightly, and when he turned around, he saw a handsome face, and was stunned for a while.

   Qin Yan was really angry this time, so he carried Qin Chi back and said, "If you sneak out like this again without a word, don't think that I will take you to find your mother!"

Mother?

   Just when Chaoyan was doubtful, Qin Yan was taken into the elevator, and he also held his intentions, so he held it with one hand.

  Chaoyan was a little dissatisfied, "You let me down."

   Qin Yan was determined to take good care of him this time, "If you don't take care of you, you will go to heaven."

  Chaoyan struggled to get down, "I don't know you, please let me down."

   "No matter what tricks you play today, it's useless!"

  After the elevator door opened, Qin Yan carried him into the presidential suite, and then locked him in the room, "You obediently give me a good reflection!"

   After saying that, he closed the door.

   No matter how Chaoyan patted the door, no one came.

  Chaoyan quickly calmed down, he glanced at the room, and his eyes fell on the suitcase in the corner.

   He walked over with curiosity, crouched down in front of the suitcase, opened the suitcase, and saw several sets of clothes inside, the same size as his own.

   Then he saw a notebook and a picture frame.

   He picked up the photo frame, which contained a group photo, one large and one small.

  Chaoyan looked at the little boy who looked exactly like her in the photo, in a daze.

   There are names in the lower right corner, Qin Yan, Qin Chi!

   "How can you look exactly like me?"

  Chaoyan wondered for a while, then he picked up the notebook and opened it again, and found that there was a diary in it, he sat down on the floor and turned the pages one by one.

   Now he knows quite a few words.

The owner of the    diary, like him, used pinyin at first, then half of pinyin and half of words, and then full of words.

   should be the same as him, just learning to read characters.

  While Chaoyan was looking at the diary, Mu Xingwan hugged Qin Chi and boarded the plane.

   Along the way, Fu Tingyao's face was ugly.

  Private jets have a lot of space.

  There are sofas and four seats.

   Huo Jiu and Ning Xian sat on the side, the two of them fought twice and stopped talking.

   After getting on the plane, Qin Chi also let Mu Xingwan hold her, so he finally found his mother, how could he let go?

   Mu Xingwan didn't think there was anything, just thought he was frightened by Fu Tingyao, so he was so attached to himself.

  Fu Tingyao looked sideways to see that Chaoyan hadn't come down yet, and looked at the two little fat hands, tightly hugging Wanwan's neck, without any intention of letting go for a moment.

   "Get down!" The gloomy voice was colder than the air conditioner.

   Qin Chi nestled in Mu Xingwan's arms, those little phoenix eyes looked at Fu Tingyao provocatively, "You are my second uncle, not my father, why should I listen to you?"

"boom!"

  Fu Tingyao slapped the table hard, this time he was completely angry, Chaoyan never rebelled against him!

  Qin Chi has a stubborn temper. Although he was frightened, he still did not admit his mistake.

   Mu Xingwan also found that today's Chaoyan was extraordinarily daring. Usually, Fu Tingyao gave him a look, and he was obedient, but today he was confronted.

   She lowered her head and coaxed: "Chaoyan, you sit on the chair first, and I'll get you something delicious."

   Qin Chi hadn't had breakfast in the morning, and he nodded when he heard that it was delicious.

  Mu Xingwan breathed a sigh of relief, put Chaoyan on the chair, then stood up, and when she passed by the man, she comforted her: "Ayao, don't be angry, I'll bring you your favorite snacks."

  Fu Tingyao's anger slightly lessened, looking at Chaoyan's cynical look, his face sank again.

  Mu Xing brought a plate of delicious food, desserts, desserts, drinks... put it in front of Chaoyan, smiled and said, "Chaoyan, you choose."

   Qin Chi was also welcome, picked up a piece of mung bean cake, put it in his mouth, took a bite, and ate it.

   Mu Xing couldn't help laughing when she saw it late. The taste was the same as Fu Tingyao. She picked up a piece of mung bean cake and handed it to the man, "You eat a piece, it's just sweet."

   Share a poem:

   North of Qingfeng passes through Nanxiang, and the old people in Nanxiang do not know where to go.

   You didn't intend to wind down the hall, but you just led the torrent.

   When Zhaner looked at Nanxue, Meihua and I were white-headed.

   Qingwa often recalls the old rain, and there is no old person in Zhusan Lane.

   (end of this chapter)