When Josnian went to wash up, Ye Jiaqi held Little Pomelo and fed her.

Little Yuzi was very satisfied with her meal. Ye Jiaqi pinched her face and said, "She's fat. It seems she ate well at Grandma Mei's house."

"Grandma Mei's house has a lot of delicious food." the little girl said softly.

"There are a lot of them at home, why don't you eat them at home?"

"It's not fun at home."

Ye Jiaqi thought about it and found that Qiao Zhai was indeed not fun and deserted.

Josnian came out and saw mother and daughter sitting on the sofa, head to head.

When he opened the porridge, he could only eat this.

"Chengfan has class today?" Ye Jiaqi asked him.

"Um."

"Can he adapt to schools in the capital? I heard that the things he learns at home and abroad are different. There is a huge difference."

"A tiger father has no dog sons."

"..." Narcissism.

Ye Jiaqi fed Little Pomelo, who pointed to the snack in the bowl and said, "Feed daddy."

"He doesn't need to be fed."

"No, hey." Little Yuzi looked as stubborn as a calf.

"He can eat it himself."

"Hey, hey, daddy is sick."

Ye Jiaqi: "..."

She does care about her father.

"Mom, hey, hey." The little girl just didn't give up.

"He doesn't like me to feed him, he likes to eat by himself." Of course Ye Jiaqi refused.

"Who said that? I like it." Josnian leaned closer to her and looked at Ye Jiaqi longingly, with eyes similar to those of a little grapefruit.

"Daddy likes it." Little Yuzi looked like she was lying, "Hey, daddy is sick, sick."

The little girl was very anxious. In her eyes, being sick was very uncomfortable.

She hates being sick.

Ye Jiaqi took Josnian's porridge bowl, took a spoonful of it, and fed it to him.

Josnian ate it cooperatively.

Little Yuzi sat contentedly and looked at them. Her little expression was really contented. Her big eyes kept staring at them, as if she liked watching them very much.

However, after a few feedings, there was a knock on the door.

"President, I'm sending you today's documents." It was Irving's voice.

"..." Josnian's face darkened, "Leave it at the front desk."

"Come in!" Ye Jiaqi responded.

Ou Fan is confused, who should he listen to? Should he enter or not?

After thinking for a long time, he decided to listen to... the boss's wife.

He came in with a smile, put a stack of documents on the table, and said hello again: "Good morning, CEO, good morning, madam."

"Uncle Ou." The little girl shouted.

"Good morning, Little Pomelo." Irving liked Little Pomelo. He told his girlfriend more than once that he wanted to have a daughter who was just like Little Pomelo.

However, his girlfriend always discouraged him, saying that with his appearance, the daughter he gave birth to would not be as cute as Little Yuzu.

This is heartbreaking.

"Uncle Ou is very handsome." Xiao Youzi said.

Josnian: "..."

Come again, really good at flattering.

Sure enough, Ou Fan was coaxed into being happy, laughing even harder, and wished he could kiss this little girl a few times.

He really wanted to know how such a cute little girl was born, and he was so excited.

"You can go." Josnian glanced at him.

Only then did Irfan realize that the president's family of three were having breakfast! He was like a light bulb.

"Ou Fan." Ye Jiaqi called him, "Are you free? Can you take me to Qingshan Village?"

"I have to discuss a project." Ou Fan said quickly, he couldn't take on this job.

"oh."
Chapter completed!