Stealing a cute baby, Lu Shao was too impatient to get in the car

She quickly took out the key and opened the door.

Yu Zixuan at the side saw Lu Jinyan downstairs in his house, and called out happily: "Uncle, are you coming to my house for dinner today?"

Lu Jinyan glanced at the vegetables in Yu Xiaoyao's hand, his originally gloomy brows gradually relaxed, and he nodded to Yu Zixuan.

Yu Zixuan happily patted his fleshy little palm: "That's great, that's great!"

Yu Xiaoyao was so frightened that her heart trembled: "Mr. Lu, this..."

Lu Jinyan's brows that had just been stretched became gloomy again: "What? You're not welcome?"

She forced out a stiff smile: "Welcome, but the dishes..."

Wei Zheng, who was treated as a transparent person, immediately intercepted Yu Xiaoyao's polite refusal: "I'll buy the vegetables."

If Miss Yu rejects their Boss Lu, their Boss Lu will probably kill someone.

After he finished speaking, he drove to buy groceries without waiting for their reaction.

Wei Zheng came back after buying a lot of vegetables, and then left automatically. He didn't dare to be their [-]-watt light bulb.

Yu Xiaoyao fought in the kitchen for more than an hour, and finally made five dishes and one soup.

When she came out with a plate of freshly fried salt and pepper pork ribs, she saw Lu Jinyan holding Yu Zixuan on his lap, on the desk, patiently teaching him how to draw like a father.

She had never seen Yu Zixuan smiling so happily, with small dimples looming on his chubby face.

She didn't know why, but her eyes immediately became hot.

She wanted to live a happy life with Yu Zixuan, but she was actually very selfish. Every child longed for the love from her father, but she could never give it to him.

It's time for her to think about finding a father for Xiao Zixuan.

And Lu Jinyan is really not suitable.

After she tidied up her mood, she brought the dishes to the dining room. Seeing that Yu Zixuan was still in Lu Jinyan's arms, pestering him to teach him how to draw.

Feeling helpless, Yu Xiaoyao walked up to them: "Xiaoxuan, come wash your hands and eat with your mother."

"Mom, look, uncle taught me to draw, isn't it beautiful?" Yu Zixuan brought the painting to her as if offering a treasure.

Yu Xiaoyao glanced at the three stick figures, surrounded by a circle, not knowing what they were doing.

Yu Zixuan explained excitedly, "This is mother, this is uncle, and this is me. The three of us have dinner together."

Yu Xiaoyao smiled, without saying anything, picked Yu Zixuan from Lu Jinyan's arms, and took him to wash his hands.

During the meal, Yu Xiaoyao casually said politely: "Mr. Lu, I'm not good at cooking, so you just eat it."

Yu Xiaoyao looked at Lu Jinyan's fine-boned fingers, pinched the chopsticks, and picked up a chopstick of green pepper beef. His movements were elegant, he chewed slowly, and looked well-educated, and he confirmed the gap between himself and him in his heart.

Lu Jinyan replied lightly: "It's delicious."

Yu Xiaoyao took a mouthful of rice silently, and finally asked after a while: "Mr. Lu, do you... have anything to do with us today?"

Lu Jinyan's face darkened: "It's nothing, can't I find you?"

Yu Xiaoyao's word 'yes' rolled on the tip of her tongue a few times, but finally she still didn't say it.

Seeing Yu Xiaoyao's silence, Lu Jinyan's heart was blocked again.

He knew what she was thinking, but he didn't want to see him, didn't he, he threw away his business card and gave him a fake phone number!

He said coldly, "I came here today to find you."

Yu Xiaoyao looked at Lu Jinyan.

He said lightly: "The suit you sent over is rotten." In fact, the suit was intact.