The powerful pet of a wealthy family, he is very good at coaxing the husband of the chief executive.

With that said, Song Xingyu ordered the servant again: "Go and get a towel to wipe Miss Chris' face."

Servant, "Yes."

Chris was having a great time, and looked at his mother pretending to be weird, "Mommy, look at me."

Fu Mufei smiled and said to her, "Chris, stop causing trouble here, wash your hands and go out to see if your uncle is back."

If my sister-in-law is unhappy, it is most useful for my brother to come back and comfort her.

"Mommy, you don't know how to do it, so aren't you making trouble?" Chris replied mischievously.

"And grandma." Chris looked at Mrs. Daisy, "Grandma can't do it either."

Mrs. Daisy looked at Chris lovingly, "Grandma can't learn it, and I can make it for your aunt in the future."

Hearing this, Song Xingyu said: "Thank you, madam."

Li Wanyan, who was rolling out dumpling wrappers, looked over. She still didn't understand what Song Xingyu called Mrs. Daisy.

She has observed them in the past few days, and it is clear that the relationship between the two is very good, and it is not like they are deliberately pretending to show off to others.

Is it...

The servant brought a towel, and Fu Mufei wiped Chris' face, "Go ahead and take Auntie outside to play."

The obedient Chris came to Song Xingyu's side and said, "Auntie, let's go outside together."

Li Wanxuan said to Song Xingyu: "Xingxing, you can go out and rest. Just wait for a while to eat."

Song Xingyu thought about it for a while, but she wasn't in the mood anyway, "Okay, then I'll give it to you, sister-in-law."

"Madam, sister, I'm going out then."

Mrs. Daisy nodded and told Chris, "Take good care of your aunt."

Chris nodded, "Don't worry, grandma."

After saying that, Chris led Song Xingyu out of the kitchen.

In the living room, Zhan Junyan and An Jinxiu were talking.

"Daddy, handsome uncle." Chris called the two of them from a certain distance.

The two looked over.

"Chris, please let me go." Song Xingyu said.

Chris shook his head, his voice a little serious, "No, I have to take my aunt over there."

Song Xingyu was amused by her and said nothing more.

After leading Song Xingyu over and letting her sit down, Chris threw himself into An Jinxiu's arms.

The quirky little girl looked at An Jinxiu and then at Zhan Junyan, and then asked, "Daddy, what are you and handsome uncle talking about?"

An Jinxiu pressed her daughter's face against hers and asked instead, "Is making dumplings fun?"

"Fun."

"Daddy, mommy doesn't know how to make dumplings."

When his daughter came over, the conversation could not continue. An Jinxiu glanced at Zhan Junyan, then picked up his daughter, "Let's go and take a look."

The father and daughter walked to the kitchen.

"Xiaoyu." Zhan Junyan called Song Xingyu.

Song Xingyu withdrew his gaze from the door and said, "Brother."

"Miss you?"

Song Xingyu was slightly startled and nodded, "Yes."

Zhan Junyan looked at his sister's belly and said, "You will give birth next month. He should spend more time with you."

When Song Xingyu heard this, he was afraid that his brother would be dissatisfied with Fu Muhan, so he quickly said: "Brother, there is nothing Mu Han can do. I don't want to put too much pressure on him."

"Besides, he also tries his best to spend time with me. Didn't my brother also see that?"

Zhan Junyan naturally saw it.

Not only this time, but every time he came here in the past, he could see it.

But, for a brother, this is not enough.

Afraid that her brother would keep focusing on this, Song Xingyu quickly changed the subject, "Brother, it's your birthday soon, how about you spend your birthday here and then go back?"

What he hurriedly searched for was unexpectedly the truest thought in Song Xingyu's heart at the moment.

For a while, the two were silent.

There is still half a month left before his brother's birthday, so Song Xingyu's words are a bit embarrassing.

Song Xingyu smiled "hehe", pretending to be nonchalant and said coquettishly: "Okay, brother."

How could Zhan Junyan, such a smart person, not see his sister's little thoughts?

However, it would be nice to temporarily divert my sister's attention.

Zhan Junyan's tone became gentler, "Xiaoyu, I'll come back one week before your due date."

"Okay." Song Xingyu touched her belly, "Baby, you have to come out quickly, uncle is coming to see you."

Her due date is November 11th. If her brother comes a week earlier, it will be less than a month.

Thinking about it this way, Song Xingyu didn't feel so uncomfortable anymore.

At this time, a voice came from the direction of the door.

Seeing Fu Muhan coming back, Song Xingyu stood up and walked over.

Zhan Junyan's eyes followed his sister closely. After his sister and Fu Muhan were together, he got up and walked to the kitchen.

After entering the kitchen, Zhan Junyan's eyes immediately fell on the figure teaching Mrs. Daisy and the others how to make dumplings.

Li Wanyan noticed something, looked up, and met Zhan Junyan's gaze.

Others also noticed Zhan Junyan coming in and called him over to make dumplings.

Zhan Junyan walked to Li Wanyuan's side.

"Yuanyuan, how was your teaching?"

Li Wanyan looked at the crooked "dumplings" on the table, feeling helpless.

She taught it many times, but they just couldn't learn it.

It’s too difficult. Making dumplings in country Z is not something you can just learn.

Seeing her look like this, Zhan Junyan knew the answer.

He hooked Li Wanyuan's apron string that had fallen off, and said with a doting voice: "It's okay, Zhan Yong, I'll teach you."

Several people looked towards them.

Fu Mufei leaned against An Jinxiu, "Dear, look, Jun Yan is so gentle to his wife."

An Jinxiu took advantage of the situation and kissed his wife on the cheek, "Am I not gentle to you?"

Fu Mufei smiled and kissed An Jinxiu back on the lips.

Mrs. Daisy didn't say anything when she saw this, she only had a smile on her face.

Chris, who was holding a little bunny with a dough ball, was already used to it.

Looking at the slightly stunned person, Zhan Junyan said, "I'm going to wash my hands."

Not wanting others to notice, Li Wanyan quickly adjusted his mood.

Zhan Junyan quickly washed his hands and came back.

I don’t know what happened, but Zhan Junyan taught Mrs. Daisy and others as soon as she taught them.

At this moment, Mrs. Daisy and Fu Mufei were making dumplings seriously.

As a man, An Jinxiu looked at Zhan Jun's banquet and couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Zhan, why are your dumplings so well made?"

Hearing this, Zhan Junyan looked at the person beside him with gentle eyes, "Because my wife likes it."

"Mr. Zhan is really affectionate."

After hearing the conversation between the two, the perfectly wrapped dumplings in Li Wanyuan's hands were crushed into a ball.

Mrs. Daisy was very happy to learn how to make dumplings. At the end, she was still a little unfinished after wrapping the dumplings.

"Xiao Li, why don't you get some more?" Mrs. Daisy asked Li Wanyan.

Li Wanyan was stunned for a moment, then Zhan Junyan said, "Madam, it's a little late."

Mrs. Daisy said "Ouch" and said, "Look at me, I'm addicted, so go and cook it quickly."

Immediately a servant came and took away the wrapped dumplings.

Li Wanyuan's dumpling fillings tasted very good and everyone had a great time eating them.