Addicted to sticking to her, the crazy CEO asks for a kiss every day

"This kid hasn't even said a few words yet." Qiu Yunting patted his sleeves and muttered to himself as he walked over to Jian Xiaoan and sat down next to him.

"Haha." Fu Derong looked at Fu Cangming and Shu Qianhui who were still standing in front of him, "What are you all standing for? Go away."

Jian Xiaoan sat on the sofa, listening to everyone's laughter, her cheeks flushed.

"Uncle Qin, bring me a cup of hot dessert." Qiu Yunting waved to Uncle Qin, and then looked at the milk tea in Jian Xiaoan's hand, "Girl, this milk tea is cold, drink something hot later."

As she spoke, she prepared to take the milk tea from Jian Xiaoan.

Before Qiu Yunting could take it, he saw Fu Nanchen raising his hand to take it away, "Mine."

I only saw him holding a cup of milk tea in one hand and half a cup of milk tea in the other hand, and the unhappiness on his face had not yet dissipated.

At this time, Fu Nanjing quietly walked in front of Jian Xiaoan, bent his waist, squinted his peach blossom eyes and stared at her, muttering softly, "Sister is so beautiful."

I don't know what he likes about his elder brother? He has a bad temper and is a mean person!

Fu Nanchen stared at him with his dark eyes, his face darkened, and his voice was hoarse, "Get out of the way."

In the past, he was the only one who took care of his An An.

Now grandma watches it, grandpa watches it, dad watches it, stepmother watches it, and my younger brother watches it too!

Jian Xiaoan raised her eyes and saw Fu Nanjing, and her cheeks flushed when she heard what he said.

She had never received so much attention before. Only her brothers had stared at her like this before.

That must be because the scholarship would be taken away by my brother before I even got home!

Also, Dad would stare at her like this because the money was stolen and he suspected that she took it.

Thinking of this, Jian Xiaoan rubbed her eyes. She felt many pairs of eyes jumping in front of her, and someone kept saying in her ear, "Let me see, let me see, it's really beautiful."

Soon, Uncle Qin came over with a bowl of Tremella soup. Qiu Yunting took it, stirred it with a spoon and handed it to Jian Xiaoan, "Miss, what's your name?"

"My name is Jian Xiaoan, thank you grandma." Jian Xiaoan took the dessert.

"Grandma will call you An An from now on, and you can call me Grandma Qiu. Drink it while it's hot." Qiu Yunting said to her with a smile on his face.

Fu Nanchen coughed hastily and said seriously, "Grandma, call her Xiao An."

He is the only one who can call An An!

"Okay, okay, call me Xiao An." Qiu Yunting turned to look at Fu Nanchen and pretended to be angry. "The adults are talking. Can you stay away? It's rude."

"No." Fu Nanchen refused without even thinking.

He had to look after his An An. She was so timid, what would she do without him!

After saying that, he took a sip of milk tea.

Gurgling.

This was the loudest sound in the living room. Fu Cangming looked at it and shook his head.

In the past, this child was very difficult to manage. He would not listen to anyone and would get angry whenever his father and son spoke. But now he just lets him do whatever he wants.

After beating and scolding him, when Fu Cangming gave up completely, he found that Fu Nanchen had completely changed.

After graduating from university, he was placed in the group to study, and until now he has almost been allowed to manage M Core Technology.

However, he still didn't understand why this child had an inexplicable hatred towards him!

Fu Cangming still remembers the year his mother died, Fu Nanchen shouted at him hysterically: he hated him, he was a hypocritical liar.

Thinking of this, he stood up and walked out the door.

While everyone was chatting with Jian Xiaoan, there was a small figure sitting quietly on the sofa opposite.

The six-year-old Fu Nanfeng had short hair delicately scattered behind her ears, a pair of peach blossom eyes under thick eyebrows, a high nose bridge, and thin lips tightly pursed. From a distance, he looked emotionally stable.

Well, it looks very "Master!"

I saw his dark eyes observing the adults in front of him, then he got off the sofa and walked straight to Qiu Yunting, staring at the cherries in her hand and whispered, "Grandma, can I eat these cherries?"

It's still a small throat!

As he spoke, he looked at Jian Xiaoan. This sister had already eaten six, and he wanted to eat too!

"Ahem." Fu Nanchen cleared his throat, took a cherry from Jian Xiaoan's hand, crossed his legs, opened his mouth and bit into it, leaving only a very thin stalk from his long fingers.

While eating, he looked at Fu Nanfeng in front of him, his eyebrows raised and the corners of his mouth curled up.

Fu Nanfeng turned around and took a small fruit plate from the coffee table. He held it high and walked in front of Fu Nanchen, "Brother, put the garbage here."

The curve of Fu Nanchen's mouth corners is deeper, he has good potential, better than Wang Dabao!

He put the stem down and whispered, "Eat pears, boys can't eat cherries!"

The cherries are for his An An, and this "south wind" may blow wherever it wants!

"Okay, thank you, big brother!" Fu Nanfeng said as he carefully placed the fruit plate on the coffee table, picked up a pear and returned to the sofa opposite.

He didn't even peel the skin. He opened his mouth wide and took a bite. While chewing, he looked at Fu Nanchen opposite him, his big eyes flushed red.

Before this little sister came, grandma only had eyes for him, but now, even mom doesn’t care about him anymore!

There is a big brother on the opposite side, who is very fierce. Fu Nanjing has been bullying him every day, and now someone even more powerful has come back.

The more he thought about it, the sadder he became. He blinked hard and a tear fell on the pear.

It was so salty, but he didn’t dare to say anything because he saw someone staring at him!

Fu Nanfeng slowly turned his head and looked out the window...

Lights shone from the square windows, shadows moved in the corridor, and servants were carrying the prepared dinner to the dining room.

The family sat down at the dining table one after another.

At the dinner table, grandpa and grandma sat in the seats of honor, father and stepmother sat next to grandpa, grandma pulled Jian Xiaoan to sit on her side, and Fu Nanchen sat right next to Jian Xiaoan.

The feeling of restraint just now gradually disappeared, and Jian Xiaoan looked at the table full of delicious food quietly.

It feels like a lifetime ago. I’m so happy. I’ve never been happier than today!

At home, she is serving dishes and setting the table. I remember one Chinese New Year, the plate was too hot and she accidentally dropped it. Her mother scolded her severely and said she was clumsy.

There were grandparents and other relatives in the house at the time. She squatted on the floor and stayed in the kitchen after cleaning.

That was the first time she had the idea that she wanted to leave this home.

Thinking of this, tears welled up in her eyes. When she looked up again, she saw Fu Nanchen looking at her with his chin supported by one hand.

"Are you happy?" Fu Nanchen leaned over and whispered in her ear.

"Yeah." Jian Xiaoan nodded, pursed her red lips, and curved her eyebrows.

Fu Nanchen turned his head and looked at the table full of delicious food, scanning them one by one.

His An An must be happy, and he has already decided which one to feed her first.

At this time, a hoarse voice was heard.

"Ms. Jian, what do your parents do?" Fu Derong asked calmly.

"Yes..." Jian Xiaoan turned her head and looked at Fu Nanchen, her eyes revealing a little panic.

Can her parents tell others? If they do, will others laugh at her? Will it be embarrassing? Will they give her a cold shoulder?

Thinking of this, Jian Xiaoan hesitated a little, clenching her slender fingers tightly.

Fu Nanchen raised his hand and patted her head gently, then said with a smile, "It's okay, go ahead."

Jian Xiaoan sat very straight, crossed his hands on the dining table, hesitated for a moment, and answered seriously, "Grandpa Fu, my father is a community security guard, my mother is a housewife, and my two brothers are unemployed vagrants. I am an undergraduate student at Jiangcheng University and will graduate this year."

Never mind, it doesn’t matter, just do it!

Fu Nanchen lowered his eyes and looked at Jian Xiaoan, with a bigger smile on his lips.

His An An answered brilliantly, with precise wording and a spot-on summary.

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