Three Treasures from Heaven, CEO Daddy Can't Run

It's only been a few days, did you change your mind?

Looking at his son in the safety seat, Jiang Nuantang looked puzzled.

Jiang Yihan naturally knew what she was thinking, slumped on the chair, waved his hands lazily, with an indescribable expression.

"Don't mention it. You don't even know how I got here these days."

The immature voice was weak, but it made Jiang Nuantang even more interested, and said with concern:

"what happened?"

Jiang Nuantang looked very interested.

It was rare to see her son so downcast, how could she not feel curious.

"It's not my cheap daddy. Ever since he packed a bunch of light and sweet food from a restaurant called Anzhi Tinglan that day, I was afraid that the stuffing would be exposed and I had to bite the bullet and finish it. The next day he directly put The head chef of that restaurant was invited to his home, and he cooked for me in different ways every day."

Thinking of the experience of the past few days, Jiang Yihan was miserable, and vomited bitterness to Jiang Nuantang:

"It's not that it's not delicious, it's just that I don't like spicy food because I don't like spicy food. It's like killing me. I'm going to be depressed these days. In order to avoid losing control one day Turn over the table, I think it’s better to change it back sooner.”

After Jiang Yihan finished telling the truth, his words were full of grievances.

After hearing about his situation, although Jiang Nuantang regretted that Xiaojin left after only a few days by his side, she also knew that it would be safest to switch identities back.

What's more, the palms and backs of the hands are full of meat, and she can't bear to let Han Bao eat unappetizing meals every day.

In addition to being distressed, he also comforted:

"Thank you for your hard work. When I get home, I'll cook a few more dishes you like and make up for it for you."

"Really?"

Hearing that there was something delicious, Jiang Yihan's eyes lit up, the smile on his face brightened again, and he couldn't wait to urge:

"Then let's go back!"

"it is good."

Seeing his son regained his vitality, Jiang Nuantang also had a smile on his face.

Start the engine, merge the car into the traffic flow, and drive in the direction of home.

……

Shao Mansion

I don't know if it was the sudden father's love, or some other reason.

For several days in a row, Shao Zhanlin left work early.

Or eat with your son, or do other things.

Today was no exception, the car passed through the carved iron gate and parked outside the villa.

Shao Zhanlin got out of the car and walked to the villa. Along the way, servants greeted him from time to time.

"Master."

Shao Zhanlin nodded in greeting, and after a while, he had passed through the hallway and came to the living room.

living room

Shao Yijin, who had already changed her identity, had just returned not long ago.

Seeing her father whom she hadn't seen for a few days, Shao Yijin froze.

It feels a little strange, and I don't even know how to say hello.But he still called out.

"Daddy..."

Shao Zhanlin paused. Compared with the previous few days, he obviously felt that his son was much colder today.

But to be honest, such a state is normal.

Shao Zhanlin pursed his lower lip lightly and nodded slightly.

"Ah."

Looking at the food on the table, and then at his son, Shao Zhanlin asked aloud:

"ready to eat?"

"Ah."

Shao Yijin nodded, one big and one small, all with taciturn personalities.

Looking at his son who was obviously not as active as before, Shao Zhanlin lowered his eyelids and ordered his servants.

"Go get another bowl."

The servant hurried down to do so.

Shao Zhanlin straddled his legs and sat down at the dining table.

Shao Yijin also climbed onto the dining chair, picked up the chopsticks, glanced at the light and sweet dishes on the table, and remembered what Jiang Yihan said.

Secretly thinking that Daddy is really still suspicious.

But now that their identities have been swapped, there should be no more problems.

Shao Yijin was slightly lost in thought while holding his chopsticks, even Shao Zhanlin noticed something strange and glanced at him.

"What are you thinking about?"

The low and magnetic majestic tone came into his ears, and Shao Yijin shivered before regaining consciousness.

Some nervously clenched the chopsticks, pursed their lips lightly and said:

"No, nothing."

The insincere answer made Shao Zhanlin look sideways again, but he didn't say much, and put a chopstick of food into his bowl.

"Have a meal."

Shao Yijin was flattered by her usual actions.

In his memory, Shao Zhanlin has been busy with work, and the number of times the father and son can sit and eat together is extremely rare.

He also uses his own food when he eats, and he never took the initiative to bring food for him.

On the contrary, in Dijing Lanting, the atmosphere of every meal made him feel warm.

How wonderful it would be if one day their family could sit around a table and eat together happily!

Shao Yijin was yearning for it, but she didn't dare to let Shao Zhanlin see the difference, and started picking up vegetables with chopsticks in hand.

Taste the meal with grace and grace, and it looks pleasing to the eye.

In terms of dining etiquette, he has been trained impeccably since he was a child.

Although Jiang Yihan said that he was not bad at studying, but he was used to doing whatever he wanted on weekdays, and he often acted carelessly with a kind of laziness.

If you observe carefully, you will notice it, and Shao Zhanlin naturally discovered it too.

Seeing that he has changed from being undisciplined now, he is eating in a proper manner.

Shao Zhanlin was puzzled, so he couldn't help but look a few more times.

Noticing Shao Zhanlin's sizing eyes from time to time, Shao Yijin's hand holding the chopsticks tightened slightly.

I was nervous, but I didn't dare to show it. I speeded up and finished the food in the bowl, and put down the bowl and chopsticks.

"I'm stuffed."

With that said, Shao Yijin was about to leave the table, but was stopped by Shao Zhanlin.

"and many more."

There is not much emotion in the faint voice.

Shao Yijin paused, as if she had been acupunctured, and froze on the chair, as if she was facing a formidable enemy.

Taking all his reactions into his eyes, Shao Zhanlin sighed, pressed his aching eyebrows and said:

"Sit down, I just want to ask you a few questions."