President Daddy is too difficult to deal with

Early the next morning, Ye Anan stayed alone in the room, talking to the man staring at the video.

"Is your news accurate?"

The man on the other end of the video rolled his eyes, and Ye Anan glanced at him, and returned to his usual expression.

"Ancestor, you still don't know my news channel. The Ye family is going to hold a jewelry design competition, and Ye Xinxin will get No.1 at that time. It's a gimmick."

"When will it start?"

Ye Anan asked, with a seriousness and earnestness on his face that was different from his age.

"Three days later."

Seeing that Ye Anan didn't speak, the man added another sentence.

"They invited Quan Tingmo as a judge to make a gimmick for them. You know, according to your mother is going to marry the Quan family now, no matter what the Ye family does now, they are eager to have a relationship with Quan Zhai."

Ye An'an's eyebrows twitched, it seemed that he had to help his lovely mommy.

When Ye Wanwan woke up, she was much more awake, and she was still a little vague when she remembered last night.

Who was it last night!It can't be Quan Tingmo!

Shaking his head, it's impossible, it's impossible, every time he sees himself, he looks contemptuous, how could he kindly come to see himself, and deliver porridge and water.

"Mommy, are you feeling better today?"

A nimble little figure ran in, threw herself into Ye Wanwan's arms, looked left and right as if probing, and even touched her forehead pretending to be knowledgeable, before letting out a long sigh of relief.

"Mummy's complexion looks much better than yesterday."

Ye Wanwan slept for a whole day yesterday, and knew that the little guy would have to come in to see him more than a dozen times a day to be relieved. Unexpectedly, he changed his clothes immediately, and he still had gonorrhea.

"Mummy is fine, let's go, go down and have breakfast."

Ye Wanwan changed into a more comfortable home clothes, and took the little guy downstairs for breakfast.

After hesitating for a moment, he asked for only three seconds, "Quan, no, where was your daddy last night?"

Ye Anan thought about it.

"Daddy Quan came back very late, and then someone came to look for him and went out again."

Ye Wanwan's expression darkened. It really couldn't be him, so she said how could he be so kind.

The mother and son walked downstairs, only to see Yunru who hadn't seen him for several days.

Ye Wanwan didn't have the time to worry about where she went. After sitting down with the little guy, she began to eat breakfast.

Yunru glanced angrily, then turned to Uncle Fu, "Where is Young Master Quan, why haven't you come down yet?"

A mistress of the house.

Uncle Fu said that he didn't know, Yunru put down the bowl and planned to go up to find someone.

As a result, as soon as he reached the door, he was stopped by Gong Ming in a serious manner.

Except for that cute little guy, everyone else in Quan Zhai, Gong Ming, showed a normal distance, not polite, not pandering, and businesslike.

He stopped Yunru, and said mechanically: "Young Master Quan is dealing with work inside, don't bother me if there is nothing urgent."

Yunru rolled her eyes, ignoring his words.

"I just have important things to do right now."

Gong Ming didn't let go of the door, and repeated again: "Things like eating breakfast don't belong to the important category, Miss Yunru, I'm sorry."

Yunru's face darkened in an instant, but Gong Ming held the doorknob with one hand, and the intention of refusing was very obvious.

A little reluctantly glanced at it, and then left unwillingly.

In the room, Quan Tingmo had just finished making a cross-country phone call, and had a fresh look at the news brought back by Gong Ming.