The real daughter was spoiled by her ex-husband

Chapter 57 Don't Make My Dad Angry

Chapter 57 Don't Make My Dad Angry
"Mommy went to work and I forgot my way home."

Yehan was a little helpless, "I know the location of your home, I'll take you back first."

He turned around to tell the nanny, Yueling rolled her shining eyes and grabbed his hand, "Little brother, after I go back, I will be alone at home, so boring, and no one will accompany me."

Yehan frowned, "...do you want me to accompany you?"

The little girl shook her head, "Can I follow you to your house?"

to his house?
But his father is still there. Looking at the posture last time, it seems that his father and sister really don't like each other.

Yue Ling blinked her eyes innocently, "I guarantee that I will not make mistakes, and I will be obedient. You just have to pity me~ I am an unaccompanied child."

As she said that, she was about to cry, and Ye Han panicked, "Okay, okay, don't cry, I'll take you back!"

Yue Ling smiled happily and took his hand, "Good!"

The two children took the elevator up to the seventh floor. The more Yueling looked at it, the more familiar it became. Even the location where the door opened was the same as her own home.

She looked at Ye Han and stretched out her finger, and after unlocking it, she invited her in.

As soon as she stepped in, the tall figure in front of her startled her.

Yehan was taken aback for a moment, and obediently said, "Father."

Zhan Qingyuan stared at him with an unpredictable expression, and then looked at the little girl in a tutu skirt.

Yue Ling behaved, "Hello, Uncle~"

Zhan Qingyuan didn't respond, and turned his gaze back to Ye Han, "Where did you bring her here?"

The nanny wanted to help with the conversation, and Yehan directly admitted: "It's downstairs, my sister went to work, and she happened to be alone, and couldn't find the way back. I was afraid that she would be bullied by the bad guys, so I brought her back. "

As soon as these words came out, Zhan Qingyuan knew what was on his mind.

This kid probably knew that Nan Xi was in the same neighborhood as them, and that they were going upstairs and downstairs, so he was called to go there last time.

Zhan Qingyuan's eyes darkened, and they were a little scared.

Only Yue Ling raised his head and asked innocently: "Uncle, do you hate Yue Ling?"

"..."

"I'm very obedient, I won't cause damage, as long as my mommy comes back, I will leave."

She let go of Yehan's hand and stepped forward, boldly holding Zhan Qingyuan's little finger, "Uncle, don't drive me away."

On the side, Qin Feng's heart softened.

Ouch, who can refuse this?

Sure enough, Zhan Qingyuan was silent for a moment, moved away, and at the same time ordered: "Go in and finish what you have to do in advance."

Yehan nodded, heaving a sigh of relief. He was afraid that his father would be unhappy, so he threw Yue Ling out.

He wanted to go in to do the "homework" left by his father, and looked at Yue Ling with some hesitation, "You...you play for a while, wait for me."

Then he leaned closer to Yue Ling's ear, "Be sure to keep your voice down, don't make my father angry."

Zhan Qingyuan saw their small movements, and warned in a deep voice: "Zhan Yehan."

He straightened his body and walked quickly towards the study.

Zhan Qingyuan froze, Yueling had already climbed onto the sofa by himself, and sat down obediently, "Uncle, if you have something to do, go and do it, it's okay for me to be alone."

Zhan Qingyuan hesitated for a moment, "Okay."

He gave Qin Feng a look, and went to deal with the matter seriously.

Qin Feng knew that she was Nan Xi's daughter, and his mood was very complicated.

But he didn't dare to neglect, and asked the nanny to prepare food and fresh strawberries.

Nanxi said: "Thank you uncle~"

"You're welcome."

Qin Feng paused, glanced at the study, and squatted beside Yue Ling, "Miss Yue Ling, how did you meet my young master?"

(End of this chapter)

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