Chapter 450

Duan Yarong and an Yue were stunned. After looking at each other, they couldn't help laughing.

Lele looked up at the crowd with a blank face. She didn't understand that she was talking about a very serious topic. Why did they all laugh at herself?

This thought, Lele more aggrieved, a small mouth shriveled, tears have begun to spin in the eyes.

Today is the weekend. On weekdays, Zhao Fulin will play with him at this time. Even if Zhao Fulin doesn't play with him, other people will play with him.

But early this morning, everyone began to get busy. Zhao Fulin, Duan Yarong and even the servants couldn't spare time to play with Lele.

Lele had no choice but to take the second place. After a day's hard work, he ran down the stairs.

Seeing Anyue talking with Duan Yarong downstairs, Lele's eyes are bright. Before thinking about it, he rushes towards Anyue like a small shell, but he doesn't want to laugh at Anyue. Now the child is even more aggrieved.

Seeing that Lele is about to cry, Anyue stops smiling and says in a hurry, "Anyue's sister doesn't smile. It's her sister's fault. Lele doesn't cry. She's going to play with you."

Compared with Anyue's confusion, Duan Yarong is more calm. After hearing Anyue's words, she twists her eyebrows and reminds her in disapproval: "Lele, you can't call her Anyue sister in the future."

Lele's attention suddenly attracted over, but also can't care to cry, a face good strange way: "why can't call sister?"

"Because she will soon become your uncle's wife, you should call her aunt."

"Uncle's wife?" Lele bit his fingers and looked at this and that, with a confused face.

"Er..." Duan Yarong stopped for a moment, then pointed to Han Yichen and said, "this is your mother's brother. You want to call him uncle."

Lele recognized that the uncle in front of him had been at home last time and had dinner with them. He nodded his head as if he knew nothing about it, and called out cleverly: "uncle."

Children crisp voice with a trace of imperceptible coquetry, Rao is Han Yichen heard this call can not help but soften the facial lines, nodded and spit out a word: "good."

Duan Yarong hurriedly continued to introduce: "your sister Anyue is your uncle's fiancee. After they get married, they will be husband and wife, just like Lele's parents. Therefore, Lele can no longer call you sister Anyue, but your aunt."

The poor child was so completely dazed by the adults. He looked at this one and that one with big eyes. Finally, he cried to Anyue: "aunt."

Anyue was yelled red by his aunt, but Duan Yarong happily hugged Lele and gave her a kiss: "my baby grandson is so smart. OK, Yueyue, you can take Lele to eat first, and if you are hungry, you can also eat a little to cushion your stomach. Lele, will you show your aunt around the house

Lele originally wanted to pull Anyue to play with him. Duan Yarong's proposal is right in his favor. He happily pulls Anyue out.

Anyue touched the bracelet on her hand, hesitated for a moment, and said with a smile, "Mom, I'll take Lele to play first."

Duan Yarong knew that she had accepted this. She said happily, "go ahead. We'll come to you later. If you have anything to do, you can tell the servants. I've already told them in advance. Just take this as your home."

Anyue answered softly and left with excited Lele.

Duan Yarong watched the students leave. She turned her head and focused on Han Yichen again. She said with a smile: "a month ago, I never imagined that I could sit with you like this."

Han Yichen's eyes twinkled slightly and said with profound meaning: "there will be many opportunities like this in the future, and more and more people will accompany you."

Duan Yarong was stunned. After a while, she recognized the unfinished words in Han Yichen's words, and her smile became more warm and gratified.

When sun Fengzi arrived, it was the busiest time for people to come and go. Zhao Yifei followed sun Fengzi with a lack of interest. As before, he was looking for a beautiful young girl at the banquet.

Suddenly, Zhao Yifei's face sank in an instant. Looking at the young man who was not far away talking and laughing, there was an obvious displeasure in his eyes.

Sun Fengzi walked and found that her son didn't catch up. She turned around and looked at Zhao Yifei, who was left behind. She wondered, "Yifei, what's the matter?"

"Nothing." Zhao Yifei took back his eyes, "I'm a little sick in my stomach. I want to go to the toilet. You and dad go first."

"Sick stomach? Did you eat something unclean before? It doesn't matter. Let's go back to see the doctor first. Anyway... "

"Are you bored?" Sun Fengzi hasn't finished, Zhao Yifei has impatiently interrupted her, "let you go first, go quickly, what do you do with so much chatter?"

The expression on Sun Fengzi's face is fierce and stiff, but the one in front of her is her own son. She is not easy to get angry, so she has to say awkwardly: "then go to the toilet first, and remember to come to us when you come out."

"I know. I'm not a three-year-old. I'm so bored. Let's go!"

Sun Fengzi can't, can only ask for no fun to take Zhao Shunchang to go inside.

As soon as Zhao Yifei saw them disappear, he immediately turned around and walked in the direction he had just seen.

Zhao fuming is chatting with a few bosses who have some wealth. These bosses have been confused by his eloquence and polite appearance, and praise him.

At this time, a sneer came from behind them: "I said who is blocking the gate like a peacock attracting bees and butterflies. It's you, Zhao fuming."

Zhao fuming was also stunned when he heard the voice. The cold light of his eyes flashed away. When he looked up, he had a look of surprise and joy: "cousin, you are back. When did you come back to China? Why didn't you tell us and grandfather? "

Zhao Yifei walked slowly to several people. When he heard Zhao fuming's words, he laughed more and more contemptuously: "who are you? Why should I tell you when I come back? What's more, what's your cousin's name? "

Zhao fuming's face turned white and he said with grief: "Yifei, I know you have some prejudices and misunderstandings about me, but I am your cousin in the end. I have an irrefutable blood relationship with you, and I am your elder. I won't tell your grandfather what you said, but it's better not to say it in front of other people in the future. Otherwise, if it comes to your grandfather's ears, you can... "