343: C343 Mommy and the Little Brother Can Only Choose One

C343 Mommy and the Little Brother Can Only Choose One

Ning Fang wasn't a simple man. As soon as Xiaobao appeared in Qin family, Ning Fang appeared in front of him.

When he thought about how that little girl had promised to give Ning Fang a try, he felt angry in his heart.

He Qiaoyan walked to the desk and pressed the internal button, "Come in."

After a while, the special assistant came in, "President He."

"Go and investigate Ning's Qin Baihui. Find them some trouble."

"Okay, to what extent do you need to do it?"

"Trouble that can't be solved in three months."

"Yes."

In the evening, the little fellow's fever subsided. After He Weifei left, Qin Yiyue unhappily pinched the little fellow's soft little cheeks. "The patient's privilege is gone. Call me little brother again, and I will hit you."

"I want little brother." The little guy hummed as he drank milk, his face full of pride.

"Then do you still want Mommy?"

"Yes."

"[Mommy and Little Brother can only choose one out of two.]"

"No."

"Baby, you have to understand that I'm not asking for your opinion but giving you a conclusion. Your actions today severely dampened Mommy's enthusiasm, you know? You used to get sick as long as Mommy carried you, but today you're all sticking to your little brother. Mommy is so uncomfortable, so awkward."

"Mommy too. Mommy's cake is delicious." The little guy said.

" You're still too tender, with those little expressions and tricks of yours, you still want to lie to me. It's big brother who wants to eat my cake, right? You don't like sweet food at all "

The little guy seemed to have been hit by Qin Yiyue's words and sat there blankly.

Qin Yiyue cast a sidelong glance at him and did not intend to comfort him.

She was extremely unhappy right now. Not beating up this little guy was already very good at enduring.

The little guy raised his clear black and white eyes and looked innocently at Qin Yiyue. He said, "Mommy, why are you not good to little brother at all? Little brother is clearly very cute."

"You don't understand adult matters. No matter how you are brainwashed by your father and little brother, Mommy won't get along harmoniously with your father and little brother. Young man, you should give up on this idea as soon as possible. "

" I don't care if you die or not! "

"You don't have the right to express your opinion."

The little fellow was so angry that it howled and angrily threw away the milk bottle.

Qin Yiyue leaned against the kitchen door and looked indifferently at the milk bottle on the ground, "Qin Xiaoyu, go and drag the floor!"

"I'm not cured yet."

"If you have the strength to get angry, I think it will not be a problem for you to drag the floor and leave."

"If you're depressed, you hate Mommy." The little guy angrily slid down from the sofa and ran into the room, closing the door with a bang.

Qin Yiyue took out her phone and took a picture of the dirty floor and the milk bottle that rolled on the floor. She then went into the kitchen to continue her work. She did not intend to clean up the mess that the little guy had created.

Her way of educating the little guy and the way she taught Xiaobao back then were two extremes.

When she met Xiaobao, Xiaobao's situation was very special. She could not use the education of the little guy to teach Xiaobao.

Besides, besides being autistic at that time, Xiaobao had also formed a unique way of education. She could not easily destroy it without being familiar with it, so she mainly guided and encouraged him.

The little guy was different. The little guy had been by her side all the time. She could totally use the education method that she admired to teach the little guy. She did not need to worry that the little guy would resist at all.

Because when he had the will to resist, he had been firmly controlled by her, making him walk in her direction within a certain range.

Qin Yiyue realized that she was actually thinking about Xiaobao and the little guy, and immediately put away her thoughts.

Xiaobao had officially appeared in her house the first day, and her mind had already been led away by him. How could it be possible after a long time?

Qin Yiyue turned off the fire and walked to the living room. She wanted to call He Qiaoyan to talk, but the doorbell rang.

Qin Yiyue went over to open the door. When she saw Ning Fang, she was stunned for a moment. "Brother Ning, what's wrong with you?"

Ning Fang wiped the sweat off his forehead. "Nothing. Did you feel better?"

"The fever has subsided. You don't have to rush over. The child's body needs a process to regulate its function. It's useless no matter how anxious our adults are. "

Ning Fang answered and went to the bathroom to wash his face. "I forgot that you are a doctor."

"It has been a few years since I became a doctor. It's only right that you don't remember. Brother Ning, my food is almost ready. Call my parents and ask them to come over for dinner. "

"Okay."

Qin Yiyue saw Ning Fang pick up his phone and went back to the kitchen to continue working.

Her cooking skills were not bad now. Because she had the little guy, she specially signed up for a cooking class to systematically learn how to cook.

It was not as difficult as she imagined to have a chef to guide her in the kitchen. Making a table of delicious dishes only took slightly more than an hour.

When Qin Yiyue brought the soup to the table, Qin Qiuyang and Luo Mingmei came in. Their expressions were not very good.

After Ning Fang greeted the two of them, he went to the kitchen to help get the bowls and chopsticks and the rice cook.Edited by: Lifer, Fingerfox Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Luo Mingmei looked around the living room and dining room but did not see the little guy. Instead, she saw the milk bottle on the floor.

Luo Mingmei asked, "Qin Yiyue, did you bully my Young grandson?"

"Go in and ask him yourself. Also, don't clean up the milk bottle. When he calms down, go and clean it yourself."

"Alright, alright. I won't interfere with your teaching method." Luo Mingmei said as she pushed open the door and entered the master bedroom.

Qin Yiyue said to Qin Qiuyang and Ning Fang, "Dad, Brother Ning, let's eat."

Qin Qiuyang nodded and sat down at the dining table in low spirits.

Ning Fang noticed that they were not in a good mood. He asked curiously, "Did something happen?"

"Nothing happened. My appetite is not good." Qin Qiuyang replied.

Ning Fang did not continue to ask.

If she could tell him, Qin Yiyue would tell him.

Luo Mingmei carried the little fellow out. When the little fellow saw Qin Yiyue, it turned its head away and did not look at her.

Qin Yiyue also did not go and provoke him. She chatted with Qin Qiuyang and Ning Fang about the following work.2

The little guy snorted a few times unhappily and began to dig up the millet congee and small side dishes in front of him.

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After the meal, Ning Fang tidied up the bowls and chopsticks and went to wash the dishes.

Qin Yiyue crossed her arms and looked at the little guy, "Young Master Yu, after you have eaten and drank enough, shouldn't you at least show some appreciation and clean up your masterpiece in a fit of rage?"

"I don't want to keep it." After the little guy had eaten and drank enough, he was no longer as angry as before and his words softened a little.

"Are you going to leave it there for us to admire?"

"Mommy, help me wipe the floor."

"I don't want to take it." Qin Yiyue used the words he said a second ago to block him.

"Mommy is bad."

"Yes, no matter how bad it is, it is not as bad as you. Baby, if you're a man, then you'll be able to solve everything you've done. As a successor of socialism, you're too irresponsible and responsible. Be good, hurry up."

The little guy was still unhappy." I haven't recovered from my illness yet, and you're bullying me. "

" Young man, don't casually doubt the weight of your Mommy's medical license back then. Performing proper exercise after the illness will help your body recover. "

The little fellow:... ""

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