150: C150 Is Your Boss Pretending?

C150 Is Your Boss Pretending?

"You have to work when you eat in our house, and children are no exception." Yan Shu said, "Just now, your boss said," Do your own things. "If you want to eat, you have to work. Isn't this very normal?"

Yan Shu clearly had a smile in her eyes, but in Special Assistant Zhang's eyes, it was like a warning.

"Manager Yan, our boss is also hungry. I saw that there were so many dishes, so it doesn't seem to be missing a pair of chopsticks and chopsticks..." Special Assistant Zhang was still struggling, "The dishes you made are really delicious!"

After all, it was not good for him to leave the boss alone while he ate.

"Yes, I know." Yan Shu did not care about Special Assistant Zhang's deliberate demand.

Sui, on the other hand, was very happy when she heard Special Assistant Zhang praise Yan Shu. "My mommy's cooking is publicly acknowledged to be good! Mommy's cooking has been on the show before, and she even got an award!"

Yan Shu immediately picked up a drumstick and placed it in her bowl. "Eat."

Sui met Yan Shu's gaze and knew that she had said the wrong thing. She pursed her lips and obediently ate.

Special Assistant Zhang did not pay attention to the key points that Yan Xiaosui had said. Fu Yunjian, who was in the living room, heard some scattered words and his eyes were filled with probing.

Suddenly, his phone rang.

Fu Yunjian saw that it was the madame who had called. He pressed the answer button and asked, "Mom, what's the matter?"

"What time is it? Why aren't you back for dinner?"

"I have something on hand here, so I'll be back later. You don't have to wait for me." The man hung up the phone.

He looked at the restaurant and saw a few people eating happily. He felt inexplicably unhappy.

After Special Assistant Zhang had eaten his fill, he saw that there were still many dishes on the table. He looked at the people outside. "Manager Yan, look at so many dishes..."

"What? Your boss likes to eat leftovers?" Yan Shu asked with a smile.

Special Assistant Zhang heard her and fell silent.

After Little Bun and Sui finished their meal, they touched their stomachs and leaned against the chairs, revealing a sense of satisfaction.

"Hey, little guy." Shan Yin supported his cheek with one hand and looked at Little Bun. His thin lips slightly raised. "Your father didn't eat. Aren't you worried that he's hungry?"

Yan Shu saw that Shan Yin started to encourage the child and rolled her eyes at him.

Shan Yin continued to encourage Fu Jingyan, "Why don't you bring a bowl of rice for your father?"

He then filled a bowl with rice and handed it over.

Fu Jingyan looked at Shan Yin and looked at Yan Shu. He did not know if he should take it or not.

Yan Shu looked at the child's innocent eyes and said helplessly, "Go and ask your father if he is hungry or not. It is up to him whether he wants to eat or not."

After getting Yan Shu's approval, Little Bun jumped off the chair and went to find Fu Yunjian.

"Dad... you... Are you hungry?"

"Dad is not hungry." Fu Yunjian said gently and rubbed the little guy's hair.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a gurgling sound from his stomach.

... ""

"Dad, your stomach... your stomach is growling..." Fu Jingyan said in a childish voice. He did not notice the awkward expression on the man's face.

Yan Shu heard the conversation between the father and son outside and almost laughed out loud.1

"Is your boss pretending like this?" Shan Yin clicked his tongue and looked at Special Assistant Zhang. "As your subordinate, you should be tired from dealing with such a person all day long, right?"

Special Assistant Zhang lowered his head and did not say anything.

"If you are hungry... the banquet... Auntie Yan said that I can give you... food... to eat." Fu Jingyan said with great effort.

Yan Shu saw that the little guy was unable to speak properly again and felt a little depressed in her heart.

She turned around to look at the living room and said coldly, "Director Fu, the child has already asked you to eat. Why are you still carrying it there? Seeing that you have made the child nervous, he can't even speak properly."

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