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Chapter 302: Scum dad doesn't need me now

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    Jiang Zhen was staring at him in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

    Guo Yuehua's face is ugly, the kind of ugly after being humiliated.

    Jiang Qin was so jealous that she went crazy!

    At the same time, Rosen stepped forward, "Three, please leave immediately."

    A very impolite eviction order.

    Jiang Zhen had already achieved his goal, so he naturally didn't dare to do anything that would make the insiders of Yuyuanyuan uncomfortable, lest the gain outweigh the loss.

    In the end, the apology was white, and Jiang Qin was exposed to indecent photos.

    Thinking of this, Jiang Zhen immediately pulled Jiang Qin and took Guo Yuehua away from Yuyuanyuan.

    When walking to the door, Jiang Qin couldn't help but glance back, with resentment in her eyes, "One day, I will definitely pull her down, I will definitely!"

    Zong Zhengyu pushed Mu An'an's wheelchair into the restaurant.

    The long table covered with white cloth is filled with all kinds of special delicacies, most of which are freshly prepared, with heat and fragrance, which makes people feel full of appetite.

    In addition, Mu An'an didn't eat much after waking up in the morning, so he was indeed hungry right now.

    Zong Zhengyu bent down and lifted Mu Anan from the wheelchair, and put him on the chair.

    Then sat down on the side.

    With such a long dining table, Zong Zhengyu usually sits at the head seat, but today Zong Zhengyu sat directly next to Mu An'an.

    He rolled up the cuffs that had fallen off a bit.

    And because of Zong Zhengyu's movement, the neckline was a little floating. Originally, the shirt was buttoned up from the fourth button. With this movement, a large area of ??skin on the clavicle and chest was exposed.

    Very fragrant.

    Mu Anan silently looked away.

    Zong Zhengyu lowered his head and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

    "Clavicle." Mu Anan said without hesitation, and sneaked another glance at Zongzheng Yu's collarbone.

    Qiye's collarbone is very artistic!

    Zong Zhengyu didn't pay attention to Mu An'an's eyes, but glanced at the dining table, frowning slightly, "I didn't prepare the collarbone."

    As soon as he raised his eyes, the servant beside him immediately said, "Master Qi, I will let the kitchen prepare immediately."

    After finishing speaking, he went down to convey instructions.

    Zongzheng Yu comforted the child, "Eat ribs first?"

    Mu Anan nodded obediently.

    Zong Zhengyu picked up the chopsticks and picked up ribs for Mu An'an, but put them on his own plate first.

    He put down his chopsticks, moved the knife and fork, first picked out the bones, then cut the meat into pieces, and then put them on Mu An'an's dinner plate.

    Mu An'an moved the fork, and with one fork, a piece of delicious and juicy pork ribs was delivered to his mouth. The aroma of the sauce exploded in his mouth. It was very thick and not greasy.

    Very good.

    "How does it taste?" Zong Zhengyu asked.

    "delicious!"

    As Mu An'an said, he fed Zong Zhengyu a mouthful.

    Seventh Master nodded, "It's fine if you like it."

    "Master Qi, I like ribs the most." Mu Anan said suddenly.

    "I know."

    "Well, you know, Chen Hua knows, and Dr. Gu knows too." Mu Anan lowered his eyes and stared at the pork ribs in the bowl.

    Zongzheng Yu frowned.

    Obviously didn't like Mu An'an mentioning Chen Hua.

    Mu An'an didn't show any emotion either. When he looked up, he had a smile on his face, "Master Qi, I still want to eat roasted chicken legs."

    "Yes." Zong Zhengyu nodded.

    The roast chicken was a little far away, and the servant at the side immediately moved the plate containing the roast chicken to Zongzheng Yu, and handed him transparent gloves.

    Zong Zhengyu first put it on Mu An'an's right hand, and then put it on for himself. He helped her tear off the roasted chicken leg and handed it to Mu An'an.

    Mu Anan looked closer, opened his mouth, and took a bite.

    "Master Qi, this roasted chicken leg is not as delicious as Jiangdu." Mu Anan commented.

    Upon hearing this, Master Qi immediately said, "I'll have someone invite the chef from Jiangdu."

    "Qi Ye, there is something you don't know."

    "What?"

    "Jiangdu's pork ribs and roast chicken are very famous. Many people go to Jiangdu for these two dishes. Anyone who has been to Jiangdu will be full of praise." Mu Anan said softly, "Before yesterday, search  Jiangdu is highly rated for ribs and roast chicken."

    "Son, what do you want to say?" Zong Zhengyu looked at Mu An'an.

    Although Mu Anan is very obedient now, eating quietly.

      But in those eyes, there are obviously some subtle emotions.

    "Chen Hua said that the reason why he took me to Jiangdu was because of the ribs and roast chicken."

    When Mu Anan said this, his eyes drooped.

    Staring at the half-eaten grilled chicken leg in his hand.

    No matter how you eat it, it feels dull.

    She put down the roasted chicken legs and took off her mask.

    "Child." Zong Zhengyu reached out and squeezed Mu An'an's earlobe, "I said before, if you are too nice to a person, you will suffer."

    "I'm not afraid of losing money."

    I am afraid of betrayal.

    It will appear that you are very bad.

    Mu An'an didn't want to tell Qi Ye about these things.

    Very sad.

    She laughed, and then said, "Roasted chicken legs are not good, I want to eat ribs."

    At the same time, the servant brought the prepared chicken collarbone and put it in front of Mu An'an.

    "I'll eat ribs first, and then collarbone." Mu Anan said, pushing Zong Zhengyu, "Uncle Yu, hurry up, I want to eat."

    Zong Zhengyu didn't say much, and reached out to get her ribs for her.

    Mu Anan added, "I want to gnaw on the collarbone, otherwise I will lose my soul."

    "Yes." Zong Zhengyu responded, unconditionally satisfying Mu Anan's everything.

    At the same time, Zong Zhengyu asked, "Didn't you say that you have not disclosed your identity to the people of the Jiang family?"

    "Because the timing is not enough." Mu An'an mischievously blinked her eyes, "I think it would be more enjoyable for Ms. Guo Yuehua, who has always been high above others, to bow her knees and bow her head to me, instead of revealing her identity."

    Mu An'an has investigated that Ms. Guo Yuehua and Jiang Zhen both came from small villages in the early years, but Ms. Guo Yuehua is arrogant and feels that she is the most unique existence in this world.

    Therefore, after becoming a wealthy wife, her heart is higher than anything else, and she will carry out the high attitude of looking down on others to the end.

    Letting her bow her head is more humiliating than killing Ms. Guo Yuehua.

    And just now, Mu An'an made Ms. Guo Yuehua bow her head.

    Ms. Guo Yuehua will never forget this kind of humiliation!

    Mu Anan added, "I just think that my scumbag father doesn't need me yet."

    "Um?"

    "When I was desperate, I found out that one of my daughters could save me." Mu Anan said meaningfully.

    But when he looked at Zong Zhengyu, he smiled sweetly again and didn't say much.

    Since Qi Ye agreed to let Mu Anan take care of this matter, he would not regret it, so he didn't ask any more questions at this time

    During this meal, Mu An'an was basically gnawing on the bones.

    After gnawing the ribs, gnaw the collarbone.

    On the surface, I was very happy to eat.

    After lunch, Zong Zhengyu carried Mu An'an into the wheelchair.

    At this time, the sun was shining in the backyard, so Zong Zhengyu pushed her to bask in the sun.

    Because Mu An'an was afraid of the dark, Zong Zhengyu put on a black baseball cap for her, and she lowered her head again, revealing half of her face.

    Under the background of the black baseball cap, that half of the face looks like creamy white and delicate.

    Zong Zhengyu pushed the person to the front of the glass room, while he sat on the bench casually, with his right hand draped casually.

    Mu Anan tilted his head, looked at Qiye, and asked a question very seriously¡ª¡ª(Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com
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