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Seeing that Yan Luoluo had reacted, Yan Qingfan immediately said. "There's no mommy, it's just that yesterday I saw a model that I didn't create. I just wanted to show it to Uncle Mu."

"Then why didn't you tell me that I'm very good at creating models?" Yan Luoluo looked at Mu Beihan with a bit of appetite. In the past, Yan Qingfan would always look for her for whatever matter, but now, he had actually opened his mouth to shut up his Uncle Mu.

"Mommy, you took a long time to create the model before. Uncle Mu is much faster now."

After saying that, Yan Qingfan pulled Mu Beihan to the second floor. Yan Luoluo watched the two of them from the first floor, and wondered if their relationship was so close.

Yan Qingfan held onto the book he just took out from his room, looked around, and handed the book over to Mu Beihan, saying softly: "Uncle Mu, let me show you, this is Mommy's book! There's a lot about you up there. "

Mu Beihan took the book, and touched the book with his fingertip. He flipped through the pages, and each page was filled with Yan Luoluo's beautiful handwriting, with everything that Mu Beihan liked or hated written on it. Everything he liked to eat, everything he disliked was written on it.

There were a few emojis on it, and also the angry face of the Director Mu, the happy face of the Director Mu, and the expressionless face of the Director Mu.

Although it was an expression, in reality, it was just an old man Ding. Other than some slight movements, there was no other difference.

Mu Beihan pointed to his own little emoji and asked, "Your mommy's drawing standard is this?"

Yan Luoluo glanced at it, then pointed at the little emoji and asked, "Is that not how Uncle Mu's expression looks like?"

Mu Beihan touched his chin. How could his looks be compared to Old Man Ding? Furthermore, Yan Luoluo was not a designer, so her drawing skills were exactly at this level?

Just as he was thinking, Yan Qingfan's face turned serious, and like Mu Beihan, he moved his eyebrows and mouth.

"Isn't this the usual Uncle Mu expression, the angry look, the happy look."

Seeing Yan Qingfan's small appearance, which was practically a replica of himself, he couldn't help but start laughing. Although he said that he was laughing, the corners of his mouth slightly moved.

Yan Qingfan pointed to the small notebook and said, "Look at Uncle Mu, you are really just like Mommy's picture, smiling so much that you are expressionless."

Mu Beihan was not angry, and asked Yan Qingfan to send the book back to his room.

"This is a secret between the two of us. Don't tell your mother."

Yan Qingfan nodded her head obediently: "This book was given to you by me. If Mommy were to know about it, she would definitely be angry at me, and both of us will have to keep it a secret."

The two of them went downstairs to look for Yan Luoluo together, but Mu Beihan was somehow secretly happy in his heart. So it turned out that he still had some status in Yan Luoluo's heart.

Yan Luoluo was downstairs, watching the news on TV. She never thought that her own son would betray her.

Yan Qingfan came down from the stairs with an additional building model in his hands.

"Mommy, look! This is Uncle Mu helping me put everything together so quickly, isn't it?"

Yan Luoluo raised her head, only to see Yan Qingfan waving the construction model in his hand, he extended his hand and took it, sizing it up, and had to say, every single part of it looked extremely perfect.

In such a short period of time, Mu Beihan had put everything on the line.