Grumpy boss, he's come to behave again

Chapter 284 The uncle and nephew have the same temperament.

"Tell me, why aren't you afraid of me?"

He originally asked this casually, just on a whim. If he usually had the child by his side, he would just let him play with himself.

I just had nothing to do now, so I asked.

Unexpectedly, when the child heard this, his whole body trembled, and he immediately shook his head stiffly.

After a long silence, two small words suddenly came out.

"Not afraid."

There are so many, but I can’t say them anymore.

Yan Yu didn't press any further. He also knew that his nephew was a little autistic and refused to communicate most of the time. Now he could dance a few words and it was pretty good.

"Have you brought those painting guys with you?"

The words were spoken to Zingtang.

Stingy Tang unceremoniously peeled the orange gracefully and nodded casually.

"I brought it. I was planning to bring it up later. I didn't come here to see what you think."

After all, it would be difficult to clean up those paints if they fell on the ground. Yan Yu had a lot of problems with him.

He was stingy and cold, and if this little brat accidentally made him unhappy, he wouldn't be able to escape his involvement.

Yan Yu heard the hidden meaning almost instantly.

He looked over hesitantly, his expression actually a little confused, his dark hair brushing his forehead, revealing a pair of dark eyes.

"Am I so bad-tempered?"

The corner of Stingtang's mouth twitched, and he was simply shocked that this man had no understanding of himself.

"You have a bad temper? Tsk, you are like an uncle. Why don't you think about the things you did? What big things didn't happen when you were in school a few years ago?"

Yan Yu was silent for a while, and finally found something in his memories.

Indeed, it's quite Yan Yu's style.

If he hadn't suddenly mentioned it today, those memories would have seemed to be automatically sealed in a certain corner. The boring, boring, scheming, and secret struggles all seemed to be defeated and defeated in the new memories.Those new memories are all filled with a light and well-behaved smile.

This little girl obviously didn't do anything, but she quietly changed a lot of things unconsciously.

When I think of it, what comes to mind is the sweet and soft smile and the purity in those almond-shaped eyes.

Yan Yu pursed his lips and rarely said anything. There was even a faint smile in his eyes, which made Qingtang's hair stand on end.

"I won't scold you anymore. I won't scold you anymore. Stop laughing. It's so fucking scary."

Is there anyone like this who is not ashamed or angry but actually laughs while listening? ?

When did my brain become abnormal again?

Yan Yu sneered and cursed in a low voice:
"Fool."

The sound was not loud, and Qingtang didn't hear it. Before he could react, Yan Yu ordered him to help the child get the painting tools.

Stingy Tang reluctantly protested, but still took Yan Ziqian out.

Soon, one large and one small came in carrying something.

Yan Ziqian should have a picture album in his hand, holding it tightly to his chest. After entering the door, he quietly continued to huddle in the corner of the sofa, slowly flipping through his picture album.

He didn't care at all that Tingtang was holding a bunch of things.

Stingy Tang was speechless for a moment and asked angrily: "Where can I put this? Which room can you put it in?"

Everyone says this is a nephew-uncle lookalike, but who the hell would an uncle-nephew look like that?

A series of bad tempers.

Yan Yu: "...Except for the master bedroom, you can do whatever you want."

He seems to have a bed in the master bedroom, the study is also in the room, and the other rooms are empty.

Empty...

Nothing at all.

　It will be on the shelves tomorrow, babies, please remember to pamper me~ Hahahaha
　　
　
(End of this chapter)