However, after he took a bite, he temporarily put aside his reserved attitude and praised Mo Han endlessly, "Sister, you're too amazing! No wonder my third brother wants to poach you back with a high salary."

Mo Han pursed her lips and turned back to the kitchen.

The ingredients in the kitchen were bought yesterday afternoon, saving me a meal at noon. I can cook more at night.

"Uncle Xiao Yan, you are not allowed to rob me. We have the same number."

"When did I steal your pearls? It was clearly you who took advantage of my carelessness to steal my pearls."

"Uncle Xiao Yan, you wronged me, I didn't."

…

In the living room, there was a big quarrel and a small quarrel.

As the voice entered the kitchen, Mo Han couldn't help but bend her lips and didn't go out to persuade him to fight.

"Lanlan, does she know how to make other desserts?"

A small piece of black sugar pearl starch cake quickly entered Tong Yan's stomach. It was somewhat unfinished, and like a child, it added the spoon back and forth several times.

Little Lanlan picked up a pearl and put it into his mouth. He then glanced at the child's face proudly and said, "Big sister is very good. She will make a lot of delicious food, but …"

"Uncle Xiao Yan, big sister is mine. She can only be mine. You don't have a share."

Don't share your sister with anyone!

'"I---" The boy choked and couldn't find a reason to refute the little fellow.

"Uncle Xiao Yan, if you play with me every day, I will consider giving you the delicious food cooked by my sister."

The little fellow's eyes were very bright as he stared at Tong Yan unblinkingly.

Was he really going to be reduced to playing with a child in order to eat a mouthful of food? He was at least a well-known private detective in Cloud City. This way, his image would be greatly affected!

Tong Yan hesitated.

After pausing for a moment, Little Lanlan continued, "Uncle Xiao Yan, don't even think about snatching my sister away from me. Sister promised me that she would always be with me, always …"

"If you don't believe me, you can ask her yourself at dinner later."

Tong Yan sneered, "I don't believe it."

"Fu Lanlan, I'm very serious, very serious to tell you that she doesn't belong. She will marry someone in the future, and she will have her own children."

"You're lying! Sister promised me that she wouldn't lie to me. We even hooked up …"

As he spoke, the little fellow's eyes had already turned red. He glared at the child's face angrily, and he had the posture of going all out against him.

Er, when Tong Yan saw Lanlan's wronged expression, she immediately regretted it.

But he wasn't good at coaxing children!

As he hesitated, the little fellow's tears were about to fall.

Tong Yan took a deep breath and smiled apologetically, "Lanlan, you're right. She won't lie to you."

"Sister will always be with me."

"Yes, she will always be with you. She will never marry or have children of her own."

Hearing that, Little Lanlan finally broke into tears and laughed, happily continuing to eat the cake on her plate.

Because she was in a good mood, she even picked up a pearl and put it into Tong Yan's mouth.

Tong Yan felt even more guilty and secretly swore in her heart that she would treat Lanlan twice as well in the future.

However, on second thought, if he didn't know the identity of the "aunt" before, he would have thought that this was a good idea.

But now he knows.

Beneath this ordinary face was an exquisite and clean little face. She was Mo Han, the daughter of the Mo Group Group. How could she be willing to stay here as a nanny?

When she left A University, Tong Yan asked Mo Han why she stayed by Fu Yuchen's side as a nanny.

Mo Han did not answer him directly. She only said that she did not have any malicious intentions and would not harm them.

He believed it.

Because she was Mo Han.

"Lanlan, if your mother comes back to look for you, will you still keep her by your side?"

Little Lanlan stuffed a big mouthful of cake into his mouth and said vaguely, "Sister, no mother."

Without the slightest hesitation.

Hearing this, Tong Yan felt warm in her heart.

"Xiao Yan, why are you at my house?"

A deep and cold voice echoed in the empty living room without warning.

Tong Yan was suddenly stunned. She raised her head reflexively and saw Fu Yuchen walking in with a single glance.

Originally, his heart was still warm, but at this moment, it suddenly turned cold.

He chuckled, then withdrew his gaze and changed the topic without a trace, "Second brother, why are you back? Didn't you say that you won't be back for dinner tonight?"

Fu Yuchen narrowed his eyes invisibly.

He had sent a message to Mo Han saying that he would not come back for dinner tonight, but he would never admit it, "When did I say that?"

"You--"

Tong Yan choked and glanced at Mo Xiang in the kitchen. There was no need for Senior Sister to lie to him!

Fu Yuchen threw the car keys on the coffee table.

At the same time, he saw that there were not many popsicle cakes left in Lanlan's hand and quietly asked, "Did Auntie make them?"

Lanlan nodded vaguely.

"Second brother, this cake is delicious. It seems to be called some black sugar pearl popping cake."

Tong Yan impatiently explained to him.

Hearing this, Fu Yuchen coldly looked at the child's face and said in a neither salty nor indifferent tone, "Have you eaten too?"

"Second Brother, this cake made by Sister Mo is really delicious."

"Is it really delicious?"

"En, it's delicious. It's not over yet."

The pitiful boy didn't realize that his second brother's resentment had reached its peak.

Tong Yan continued to provoke him.

Fu Yuchen curled his lips coldly. His dark eyes were cold as he said, "Xiao Yan, it's already very late. Aren't you going back to your house?"

"Very late?"

Tong Yan frowned suspiciously, then turned to look out the window. It was getting dark, but it wasn't too late! It's only six o'clock at most.

Besides, Mo Han hadn't cooked dinner yet, so he had to eat dinner before he could go back!

"Second Brother, Sister Mo is cooking in the kitchen. I plan to go back after eating."

Fu Yuchen took a deep breath and his pupils narrowed dangerously. He really wanted to throw this fellow out. What should he do?

After a pause, Tong Yan added seriously, "Second brother, you should have eaten up! If you haven't eaten yet, hurry up and tell Sister Mo, otherwise, the rice won't be enough."

Fu Yuchen said, "…"

This is his home!

Suppressing the dissatisfaction and resentment in his heart, Fu Yuchen strode towards Mo Xiang in the kitchen.

Suddenly remembering something, Tong Yan realized that there was something wrong with his second brother's mood.

Who made him angry?

Tong Yan was puzzled.

In the kitchen, Mo Han was preparing all kinds of ingredients in an orderly manner. Tonight, she planned to cook three dishes and one soup.

Because she was too focused, she did not hear any approaching footsteps until a cold voice came to her ear, "Auntie, do you really think this is your own home?"

Mo Han was slightly stunned as she turned to look at the door.

Fu Yuchen frowned invisibly. Why is he back? Didn't you say you'd be back late?

"Sir."

She hurriedly wiped her hands and shouted with her brows lowered.

Recalling his question, Mo Han hesitated for a moment before explaining, "Sir, you misunderstood. I didn't treat this as my own home. I just met Mr. Tong on the way …"

"Enough! There's no need to explain."

Hearing Mo Han's explanation, Fu Yuchen felt even more stuffy, and his brows knitted tightly.

Mo Han lowered her head and sighed slightly. She did not know what this man was feeling awkward about!

If it was because of what happened last night …

Thinking of this, Mo Han secretly glanced sideways at the man not far away, feeling a little dissatisfied.

He was clearly the one who took the initiative, but she didn't blame him. Could it be that because her current face wasn't good enough, he felt that she was the one taking advantage of her?

He took a long breath and kept telling himself in his heart, "Don't be like this man."

After all, he was now the grand financier!

Fu Yuchen breathed a sigh of relief and suppressed the nameless anger in his chest. He looked at Mo Han coldly again, "Why aren't you saying anything?"

Mo Han: "…"

You obviously didn't let me explain!

Suddenly, a charred smell floated out. Mo Han was shocked. She could not help but run over to turn down the fire.

He picked up the vegetable shovel and stir-fried it a few times.

He was almost crippled!

Mo Han took a deep breath and turned to look at Fu Yuchen. She couldn't help but raise her voice, "Sir, if you want to teach me a lesson, can you wait for the dishes to be finished? If you interfere with my cooking like this, something big will happen."

"If, if the pot was burning oil just now, it would be on fire now."

As she washed the wok, she couldn't help but nag.

After thinking for a while, Mo Han said, "Sir, if you are still because of what happened last night …"

Fu Yuchen's expression instantly changed. Without waiting for Mo Han to finish her sentence, he coldly interrupted her, "What happened last night? I drank alcohol last night, and I have already forgotten everything that happened."

Uh, the corner of Mo Han's mouth twitched fiercely, and he snorted coldly. Did he forget?

She gently restrained her gaze and let out a long breath. Her tone was cold and clear, "Forget it!"

Think of it as being bitten by a wild dog on the roadside.

"Sir, do you have anything else? If not, please wait outside."

"This is my home!"

"I know this is your home."

If it weren't for your house, I would have kicked you out long ago.

After saying that, Mo Han continued to cook another dish, ignoring Fu Yuchen who was standing at the door.

Fu Yuchen raised his eyebrows and his thin lips moved slightly.

He forcefully swallowed the words at the edge of his mouth and arrogantly turned around to leave.

Only a few steps away did Fu Yuchen stop. He went into the kitchen to get the cake, not quarrel with her. He almost forgot such an important matter!

He turned around and turned back.

Based on his understanding of his aunt, there should still be some left in the fridge after spending the past few days together.

Thus, Fu Yuchen swaggered through the kitchen door and opened the refrigerator skillfully. He raised his eyes and saw the newly made black pearl slurry cake placed there.

He reached out and took out a small piece.

Someone didn't feel the slightest bit embarrassed.

Mo Han made up her mind to ignore Fu Yuchen and turn a blind eye to his stealing of the cake.

However, Mo Han's silence did not mean that others were making a sound.

Little Lanlan only wanted to run into the kitchen and ask if there was any more cake. She wasn't full! Then, she saw her father close the refrigerator door, and she saw her father turn around …

He saw the cake in his hand again.

Lanlan's eyes almost shone and he immediately shouted, "Daddy stole the cake!"

For a moment, Fu Yuchen was stunned.

He knew that Mo Han knew, but Mo Han pretended not to know, so he could cover his ears and steal the bell. But now that he was exposed by Lanlan Baby's words, could he still cover his ears and steal the bell?

As for Mo Han, she continued to pretend that she didn't hear anything and quickly flipped through the ingredients in the pot.

Fu Yuchen was stunned and looked at Mo Han suspiciously.

Seeing that she was still busy standing in front of the stove, she didn't react at all, much less give him a look.

In other words, Mo Han made up her mind to give him face.