The mother of salted fish became popular in the baby complex by fortune-telling

Because of what happened in Tangchi Lake, in order to appease the frightened guests, the program team specially prepared a sumptuous dinner.

According to the arrangement of the seats, Lu Ci'an's family happened to be opposite to Xia Zixuan's family.

So, after she sat down, Xia Zixuan kept looking in their direction with her gentle and smiling eyes.

To be precise, he was looking at Lin Beichen, but the gaze was too obscure, and from the audience's point of view, he didn't notice anything.

Xia Zixuan looked at Lin Beichen, and Jiang Anxun looked at Xia Zixuan.

This complicated love triangle makes Lu Ci'an, who is sandwiched between several people, feel a little bit on pins and needles.

"Girl, do you want some egg tarts? I'll go to Auntie Emmon's and get some for you?"

Because the guests are sitting at long tables, some food needs to be placed by the guests to get up by themselves.

Little Naituan blinked her big eyes and saw Lu Cian get up, and immediately followed her to stand up like a little tail, "Mummy, little sun is with you—"

After the words fell, he tightly grasped Lu Ci'an's fingers hanging down by his side.

Lu Ci An smiled, raised her hand and rubbed her head, "Okay, then let's go and play with Auntie Emmon and Brother Yanxi—"

Lin Beichen, who was still thinking about how to interact with his wife, when he heard that Lu Ci'an was going to take his daughter to leave him to find Ammon, immediately stood up anxiously, blocking the way of the mother and daughter.

He stood and blocked, like a human-shaped wall, watching Lu Ci'an's mother and daughter frowning in unison.

"what happened?"

Lu Ci'an opened her mouth and looked at the man who was inexplicably blocking their way.

Lin Beichen was taken aback for a moment, and didn't think about what to say, so he stood up first, his cold and handsome face held back for a long time before he said, "I, I also want to eat egg tarts—"

Just, the voice that came out was a little embarrassed.

He didn't want to eat egg tarts, he wanted his wife to take her to play with friends.

But obviously, Lu Ci'an didn't understand his thoughts, but pointed in the direction of the egg tart after being slightly stunned, "Here, where is the egg tart—"

Lin Beichen looked in the direction of her finger, feeling as if he had eaten Coptis chinensis, speechless.

I don't know if it was my wife who was slow to respond, or if he didn't speak clearly enough.

She didn't intend to bring him with her, and she didn't even say to bring him an egg tart?

The palms beside Lin Beichen clenched slightly, just as he was hesitating whether to tell the truth, he just wanted to be with her.

Xia Zixuan suddenly spoke in a warm voice: "Boss Lin, egg tart, I'm near here and I'll take it for you—"

With that said, Qianqian Yuzhi put an egg tart across the distance between the two ends of the long table and put it on Lin Beichen's porcelain plate.

Lin Beichen: "..."

I can't thank you enough!
Lin Beichen was furious, but Lu Ci'an patted him on the shoulder, and said jokingly: "The egg tart is here, eat it while it's hot—"

After finishing speaking, he took his daughter by the hand and left from his side without stopping for a moment.

Lin Beichen looked back at the backs of the mother and daughter who had no nostalgia, and was so wronged that he was about to cry.

But he couldn't embarrass his wife in front of others, so he could only hold back and clench his fists, and sat down on the seat again with a dark face.

Then he picked up the fork and flipped the egg tart out of the porcelain plate, and the egg tart fell on the table outside the porcelain plate in a very embarrassed posture.

Xia Zixuan: "..."

"Sorry, my hand slipped—"

With a cold face, Lin Beichen said these words without apology.

Xia Zixuan didn't know that he did it on purpose, so she could only respond with an awkward smile, "It's okay."

Afterwards, the area where Lin Beichen and the others were located became cold again.

On the other hand, between Lu Ci'an and Aimeng, there were bursts of chatter and laughter. This comparison made Lin Beichen feel that the head of the head was bleak and rainy, shrouded in layers of dark clouds that could not be dispelled.

Just like this, Lin Beichen finished his meal with resentment, and Lin Beichen took the lead back to the hut in a depressed mood.

He lay on the sofa in the living room of the hut for a while, and was thinking about how to get closer to Lu Ci'an because he only had half a day to spend with him tomorrow, when there was a burst of noise outside the door.

"It's okay, I'm not drunk, just a little—"

After hearing Lu Ci'an's voice, Lin Beichen got up instantly and walked towards the door with slender legs.

When I opened the door, I saw Lu Ci'an with a slightly drunken face, leaning on the shoulders of Aimeng and Deng Qiuwen, waving her hands to say that she was not drunk.

The stern brows and eyes unconsciously frowned, and worry poured out of the bottom of his eyes.

"Mr. Lin, I'm sorry, I don't know who replaced Ci'an's juice with wine, so I got a little drunk—"

Lin Beichen nodded, and took Lu Ci'an from Aimeng and Deng Qiuwen.

As soon as Lu Cian met Lin Beichen, she frowned and started pushing him, "Lin Beichen, don't help me, I don't need your help—"

As he said that, the hand he waved indiscriminately landed on Lin Beichen's face with a "slap".

In an instant, a reddish palm print appeared on Lin Beichen's Ruyu side face.

This slap scared both Aimeng and Deng Qiuwen.

They had heard of Lin Beichen's reputation. The master of the business world with thunderous wrists was by no means a pleasant person.

In the past few years, he has been expanding his territory abroad, and he rarely asks his wife. Although they don't know the reason why Lin Beichen participated in the variety show, after all, according to those news rumors, the relationship between him and Lu Ci'an is already fragile. vulnerable.

So I was very worried that Lin Beichen would attack Lu Ci'an because of this slap.

"Mr. Lin, Ci'an is drunk, so he must not know what he is doing. Don't mind."

"Boss Lin, why don't you let Ci'an go to my place to rest—"

"Daddy, Mommy didn't mean it, don't be angry!"

After seeing Lin Beichen being slapped in the face, the two big boys and one kid panicked and spoke for Lu Ci'an.

The posture of protecting is very obvious.

Unexpectedly, Lin Beichen wasn't angry, instead he pulled the corner of his lower lip lightly as if smiling: It's been a long time since I slapped you.

In the past, whenever he made Lu Ci'an angry, he would give her a slap. Of course it wasn't a real slap, it was a bit like a playful demonstration to make him subdue.

At first he felt ashamed and resisted, but after a long time, it became a tacit understanding between the two when they quarreled. As long as Lu Ci'an patted his face, it meant that the quarrel ended and the misunderstanding disappeared.

He chuckled lightly, and under the ghostly eyes of the two big ones and one small one, he hugged Lu Ci'an, who was flopping around after being drunk.

"Ah——Papa, where are you taking Mommy!"

Seeing Lin Beichen walking towards the bedroom with Lu Ci'an in his arms, Xiao Naituan became nervous, and tried to follow with his short legs, but was held back by Aimeng and Deng Qiuwen's arms.

"Little Sun, brother Yan Xi just said he was looking for you and said he had something important to share with you!"

"Yes, that's right, Hangyu also said to share good things with Little Sun, Little Sun, you should go find them with the aunts first."

Little Sun hesitated a bit, "But Daddy, you won't bully Mommy, right?"

Ammon and Deng Qiuwen looked at each other with ambiguous smiles in their eyes.

Then he said to the little milk group in a serious manner: "Don't worry, little sun, your father will not 'bully' her before he loves your mommy, and maybe he will let you have a little brother and a little sister!"