MTL - Destined Wife: The Apple of My Eye-Chapter 48 Fei Family Dinner

puff!

Yan Yan grinned and touched the head of his fat son, then pointed at Lang Ruoxian and said, "He is not a mother, he is an uncle."

"Ma Ma!" He rolled in Yan Yan's arms.

"Yes, I'm a mother, and that's an uncle!" Yan Yan continued to teach without hesitation.

Wow, he raised his head, looked at Lang Ruoxian, and grinned, "Mama!"

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Forget it ...

"You are so anxious." Lang Ruoxian glanced at the fat dumpling struggling to climb the table, calmly dragging a pile of Xiaolong to his side.

Yan Zheng took a spoonful of effort, and he had already climbed up to the table, and he was crawling towards Lang Ruoxian.

"Oh! Billow." She wanted to bring her son back, but kept pointing at Xiaolongbao.

Lang Ruoxian didn't wait for her to reach out, and hugged himself: "I'm done, I look at him."

"Ma Ma!" Lang Ruoxian was rolling up his head.

Yan Yan had a bad hunch. Her son wouldn't call anyone a mother ...

It happened that the aunt came over with the steamed eggs and didn't speak yet! When I saw the billowing, I was very happy and shouted, "Mama!"

"Ah!" Said Aunty, "Little Master, I'm not Ma Ma, I'm grandma."

Seeing her laughing so happily, she became more and more determined to call Ma Ma, and was about to scream, a sweet taste added to her mouth.

"Yeah?" He snapped his lips, his eyes widened slowly, and his eyes filled with stars.

Yan Yan looked at Lang Ruoxian nervously, for fear that he would feed what he could not eat.

"This bean paste is made by ourselves. Little Master can eat it." Auntie put down the eggs. "Little Master, should I feed it?"

Lang Ruoxian smiled: "It's all right, I feed him."

She gave Yan Yan a glance again, and saw that she was still nervous, and she used chopsticks to dip some bean paste in the bean paste bag to feed.

"Oh!" The first time I ate such a sweet thing, I waved the fat man's arms excitedly, raised his face and called, "Mama!"

Lang Ruoxian laughed lowly, Yan Yan already covered her forehead and began to drink bird's nest, but did not hear Lang Ruoxian whisper in his ears.

"Why are you so stupid? Couldn't it be wrong ..."

Langcha is going back to the countryside today, and before he left, he hugged with pity: "Unfortunately Grandpa can't hear you called Grandpa."

"Grandpa, we'll see you when it's spring, and I'll pick you up again when the time comes." Yan Yan poked at his son's chubby face.

Looking at the old man, he suddenly pounced into his arms.

Langcha made a sigh, the smiley faces were piled together, and then he heard the cute little milky voice again.

"Mama!"

puff……

People around couldn't help laughing, Yan Yan sighed helplessly: "Come on, it's grandpa, too grandpa, not mother."

"Ha ha ha! It's okay, we just learned to talk, just a little while later." The old man passed to her, "Tough work, girl."

Yan Yan smiled: "You need to take care of your body and call if you want to roll."

Lang Cha nodded, and looked at Lang Ruoxian, who was aside, "The two of you at home will take care of them mother and son."

"Relax, Grandpa, I will." Lang Ruoxian sent Lang Cha to leave, and only returned in the evening.

I didn't come back alone, and when I walked in front of the baby face, I shouted, "Let me see Little Master!"

Behind him were two bodyguards carrying luggage, and finally Lang Ruoxian who came in slowly.

"Yeah!" Yan Yan heard the movement and came out, hugging her, and her baby face wow, "It's exactly like the master!"

Yan Yan drew his lips, Lang Ruoxian fluttered gently: "Otherwise it should look like you?"

What's it called? Yan Yan glanced at him.

"Hahaha, it's so cute!" The baby face reached out and touched it carefully.

Billowing: "Mama!"

Σ (⊙ ▽ ⊙ \ "The baby face was startled.

"He just learned to speak and saw everyone call his mother ..." Yan Yan reluctantly explained.

Baby face laughed again for a long time.

Lang Ruoxian returned to the room to change clothes. By the time he got down, the baby face had already left, and Yan Ye remembered the invitation.

"You can go." Lang Ruoxian returned the invitation to her. "The previous generation of the Fei family was a puppet family in G City. It is said that the Qing government once worshiped the prime minister."

Yan Yan asked curiously, "Did you also receive the invitation?"

"Of course." Lang Ruoxian glanced at her, "I represent the Lang family."

"So, what do I represent?" Yan Yan asked. "On behalf of the Lang family, what do they send me invitations for a woman?"

Lang Ruoxian looked at her meaningfully: "I'm afraid I'll go with you. I won't know when you go."

The dinner of the Fei family is scheduled for Saturday night. That afternoon, Yan Yan accompanied the rolling siesta. She woke up in advance to see what she was wearing, but received a text message from Lang Ruoxian to let her go downstairs.

"What's the matter?" Yan Yan went downstairs and found many people standing in the living room, carrying large and small boxes.

There was an excited look on his face after seeing Yan Yan.

"Second Grandma!" Everyone greeted her.

Yan Yan was accustomed to this unlucky title, and nodded: "You are ..."

"I'll give you makeup." Lang Ruoxian loosened his tie. "Go to the small flower hall. I'll go upstairs to accompany him."

"Ah?" What else Yan Yan wanted to say? The stylist in a pink shirt had rushed to her in excitement. "Ma'am, you can rest assured, I will definitely dress you as the most beautiful one at the party!"

Then there was a yell: "See what I said, you don't have to look beautiful!"

Yan Ye was surrounded by a group of people tossing to the setting sun, but when she saw herself in the mirror, she also felt that she was not tossing in vain.

"Really beautiful!" The makeup artist was already tearfully excited.

"It's beautiful." A faint voice came from the door, and Lang Ruoxian leaned on the pillar and looked at Yan Yan.

The red tube top dress revealed her exquisite figure, and she wore a long tulle on her shoulders, and fluttered in the air as she turned. The makeup face is beautiful and attractive, and a demon girl is alive.

"Thank you ..." Yan Yan looked at herself in the mirror and raised her hand to touch her face.

She is not accustomed in the slightest, such a beautiful self, as if often remembered in memory ...

"How about it?" She slowly walked towards Lang Ruoxian.

Lang Ruoxian was short of breath, and almost couldn't help raising his hand to touch her.

"Auntie hugs and feeds in the restaurant." Lang Ruoxian coughed. "You still don't want to see him."

Yan Yan nodded, she couldn't hold her a little like now, just don't go.

"I'll go upstairs and get something."

Lang Ruoxian looked at his watch: "No hurry, we still have time."

When Yan Yan took the small bag and saw it, Lang Ruoxian had changed clothes, a royal blue suit, and a black shirt. The concealed diamonds on the neckline and cuffs are more exaggerated than usual, and more like a nobleman coming out of a comic.

"Let's go." He was very satisfied with the stunningness in Yan Yan's eyes, and made a please gesture.

Then as soon as she got in the car, Yan Yan noticed that the man's temperament had changed.

"Remember, don't stay too far away from me at the banquet, don't drink something specially for you, don't leave with anyone casually." The man sitting across the face raised his eyes slightly and looked at her slightly up.

If it was said that men are noble sons, this would be like a cult leader, a particularly handsome villain.

"You don't want to be in trouble every time, I will save you every time." The villain still despised him.

What an expensive son, obviously a demon!

Yan Yan snorted, "I see."

Needless to say, she will be careful, she is not an idiot, how can she always be a recruiter.

Fei's dinner was held in their own villa, so the car circled the mountain. Because Fei's villa is also in this area, a garden is separated between the two.

"Maybe there will be a surprise." When getting out of the car, Lang Ruoxian reached out to her, "Remember, you are from the Lang family, and no one can bully you."

In the eyes of men, there is seriousness that cannot be ignored, and there are things that Yan Yan cannot understand. She didn't have much time to think about it, or she didn't want to think about it. She ducked her head and avoided Lang Ruoxian's hand and got out of the car.

The arrival of the two caused a lot of sensation. The Gothic-style hall was already full of enthusiasm, and the air seemed to stop for a while when Lang Ruoxian and Yan Yan were heard, and then the sounds continued to sound.

"General Manager Lang." A man came over, Yan Yan was a little surprised.

This man is long ... how to say.

If you just look at his features, you are just one person. But when it grows on a face, it becomes unusual. It has a special flavor, so you can't help staring at him all the time.

"Ms. Yan." The other side nodded at her, not cold or warm.

Yan Yan was even more surprised, and a little bit pleased after the accident.

This is the first person to call her Miss Yan, not Mrs. Lang ...

"I'm Fei Yi."

"Hello, this is Yan Yan." Yan Yan reached out his hand.

Fei Yi shrugged and said something inexplicable to her: "My wife and daughter will be glad to see you."

"..."

Fei Yi didn't say much. He took them to the rest area personally, so that everyone around him knew that Fei's family was showing favor to Lang's family. Of course, there are no permanent friends and enemies in the business field.

"Fei Yi, is Miss Yan coming?" Yan Yan just stood, and saw a beautiful girl hurried over.

The original expressionless Fei Yi's eyes softened suddenly, and she reached out to support the girl: "Slow down, you won't be afraid to fall when wearing such high shoes, and Miss Yan will not run."

Yan Yan blinked, this is ...

"Miss Yan!" The girl held her with enthusiasm, "I finally had a chance to see you, I'm Fei Ying."

It ’s not Mrs. Fei ...

"This is my wife." Fei Yi answered.

Yan Yan: w (? Д?) W

"Miss Yan, come with me!" Fei Ying said to her with a smile.

Yan Yan instinctively looked at Lang Ruoxian, who nodded to her.

"Relax, Mr. Lang, I will take good care of you!"

Yan Yan felt that she and this Mrs. Fei had never seen each other, but how could she be so familiar?