Mommy and Daddy came to confess again

"I don't want to worry about it every day, so, grandma, please put away the things, and I have received my heart."

Mrs. Huo heard that, it's not good to force her anymore.

Bai Yiran on the side was so angry that she clenched her hands tightly. She had been Huo Sihan's girlfriend for four years, and the old lady had given her many gifts, but most of the time she let others do it for her.

There has never been such a time of sincerity.

Back at the villa, Yan Qinghuan pushed Huo Sihan upstairs, Huo Sihan said coldly, "Yan Qinghuan, why don't you want the things my grandma gave you?"

"I'm afraid that some people will say behind my back that I'm greedy for vanity."

"Who dares to tell you?"

"You." Yan Qinghuan looked at him with a smile, "I wrote you a letter of promise, and I won't covet a penny of your Huo family's money!"

"That's grandma's money, not mine." Huo Sihan said calmly, "There are a pair of earrings in there. My grandma bought them for 3000 million at a charity auction."

3000 million earrings?

She actually rejected a pair of 3000 million earrings just now?

Yan Qinghuan was in a bad mood in an instant, and Mrs. Huo's move was too generous. She originally thought that the things inside were worth a million and 80, which would be great.

Unexpectedly, poverty still limited her imagination. If she went back and told the old lady that she regretted it, would it be okay?

"However, you are very self-aware." Huo Sihan said calmly, "If I were you, and suddenly got such a pair of precious earrings, I would be worried and scared every day."

"Is it amazing that you know so many idioms?" Yan Qinghuan glanced at him angrily.

"Guru..."

Yan Qinghuan frowned, Huo Sihan looked embarrassed.

Yan Qinghuan's gaze fell on Huo Sihan's stomach, "Your stomach is rumbling?"

"No."

"Guru..."

Yan Qinghuan curled her lips, "It's not the stomach rumbling, could it be you farting?"

Huo Sihan had black lines on his face, "Yan Qinghuan, are you a woman? You speak so vulgarly!"

"I'm an ordinary person. I grew up eating whole grains. I can't say anything high-sounding. Please get used to it, Mr. Huo." Yan Qinghuan approached Huo Sihan, "Mr. Huo, there is a word to describe you. I know what it is. ?"

Looking at her, Huo Sihan knew that she had nothing good to say, "I refuse to answer."

"A dead duck has a tough mouth!"

Huo Sihan's stomach groaned again in disbelief.

"What are you still doing?" Huo Sihan sat up straight, "I'm hungry, why don't you go and tell the kitchen to prepare food!"

Yan Qinghuan curled her lips and didn't look at the time. At this point in time, the chefs were basically still taking a nap.

Yan Qinghuan pushed the man into the bedroom, then went downstairs, searched around, and sure enough the cooks were still resting, Yan Qinghuan rubbed his temples, since Huo Sihan was alone anyway, she simply cooked for him.

Yan Qinghuan rolled up his sleeves, put on an apron, hummed a song, and happily got busy in the kitchen.

She is too busy with work on weekdays. When she comes home, she usually spends all her time on cooking and cleaning the room. Cooking is a kind of relaxation and enjoyment for her.

The aroma of food wafted all over the villa.

Huo Qingtian smelled the smell and went downstairs, he slipped into the kitchen, "Mommy, what are you doing?"

Yan Qing looked at him with a smile, "Make something casually, do you want to eat?"

Huo Qingtian nodded.

Yan Qinghuan rubbed the top of his hair, "Then wait obediently."