Young master, your vest fell off

An An: "..."

Wait, my son seems to be watching from the side.

Fu Miaomiao suddenly remembered that there was still a kid at home, and immediately disrupted the messy thoughts in her heart.

It's all Situ Han's fault, that bugger!

With a light cough, Fu Miaomiao regained her prudish expression, sat down at the table, looked at the sumptuous breakfast on the table and asked, "You made all of these?"

Situ Han opened the chair for An An again, his voice was still low and deep, "No."

"No?" Fu Miaomiao froze for a moment.

"I ordered takeaway, re-arrange the plate." Situ Han smiled faintly, and sat down beside An An.

The family of three picked up the chopsticks together, An An glanced at Daddy and then at Mommy, her little heart was instantly satisfied.

Fu Miaomiao could also tell that An An was very happy. She was thinking, if this was Situ Han's own breakfast, it would be even better, and An An would definitely be happier.

For the sake of her son, Fu Miaomiao said, "Stop ordering takeaway from tomorrow, you can do it."

Situ Han: "..."

To be honest, he really never cooked.

Moreover, he doesn't pay much attention to food. When he was in the army, especially when he had missions, he would just make do with his meals.

His time is not spent doing these indifferent things.

However, after Fu Miaomiao said this, An An looked at Situ Han.

Although An An is only four years old, she has always been good at hiding her emotions, so she will look at Situ Han without showing anything.

But in front of his son, Situ Han's always cold heart softened, he nodded, "Okay."

An An didn't say anything, just bowed her head and continued to eat.

After breakfast, Fu Miaomiao went to wash up, while Situ Han and An An, who had finished washing, went to clean up the kitchen.

Afterwards, Situ Han proposed to take An An out to play. In order to let the father and son spend time alone, Fu Miaomiao stayed at home by herself and prepared for Monday's work.

As soon as she sat down in front of the computer, her mobile phone rang a notification tone.

It turned out to be a WeChat message from Fu Yan'er.

[Miaomiao, I will have a cocktail party at Xinrun Hotel tomorrow night, all people in the circle, if you can come, I will be very happy. 】

Fu Miaomiao glanced at those two lines coldly, she knew exactly what Xiaojiu was hiding in Fu Yan'er's heart.

The phone vibrated, and it was still Fu Yaner's WeChat.

[By the way, I heard that you have registered, so bring your husband along, let's have fun together. 】

Seeing this, Fu Miaomiao immediately understood what Fu Yan'er was thinking. She just wanted to compare Situ Han and Xu Xiaotang together.

Fu Miaomiao didn't think highly of Xu Xiaotang at all, but she knew very well in her heart that Situ Han was at a disadvantage in terms of family background, status and status.

So Fu Miaomiao replied, [Okay. 】

Of course she was going, wouldn't she just admit defeat if she didn't go?

Besides, Situ Han's monstrous appearance is much higher than Xu Xiaotang's, so he can definitely handle it.

With her here, she would never let Situ Han be bullied.

In the evening, when Situ Han came back with An An, Fu Miaomiao told Situ Han about the cocktail party, and also took out the clothes she bought for Situ Han today for him to try.

After taking it, Situ Han tried it on immediately, and instantly saw his slender and stylish figure, except that he was a little small and thin.

Fu Miaomiao touched her chin with one hand, and stared straight at Situ Han. The clothes tightly wrapped her body, making her look even more charming.

Thinking of this, Fu Miaomiao suddenly felt a heat in her nose...