Chapter 123： card for you

The next morning.

Yan Zhixu wore a simple sports suit, came back from running, and took a shower.

When they went downstairs, other people in the restaurant had already sat down, and the breakfast had just been placed, and it was still steaming slightly.

"morning."

She nodded and said hello, pulled out the chair and sat down in the empty seat beside Yan Jinxiu.

The man sitting in the chair looked at her, a slight smile appeared on his elegant face, and his eyes were gentle.

Yan Zheng retracted his gaze, "Just come back."

No matter how good the living conditions outside are, it is not as comfortable as living at home.

As he said that, he took out a card from the pocket of his trousers and handed it to Yan Zhixu, with a soft tone, "Use this card first, and tell Dad if it's not enough."

Seeing the card placed on the dining table, there was not the slightest bit of heartbeat in his eyes, and it was as calm as stagnant water, "No, I can make money myself."

Yan Zheng's brows were furrowed, and his elegant and gentle face was rarely tough, "I didn't deny that you can't make money."

"I am willing to give you this money, you take it, it is also making money, you earn it by your own ability."

"I don't see any conflict between the two."

After he finished speaking, he picked up the soup on the table and blew lightly.

Seeing that the soup wasn't so hot, he picked up the spoon and filled it with skillful and natural movements and handed it to Nan Wenshu's mouth, "Good boy, to replenish your body, drink it."

She rolled her eyes, glared at him secretly, raised her hand and rubbed her pantothenic old waist, and drank the soup with gritted teeth.

Why didn't she see him so caring when she cried and begged for mercy last night?

Yan Zhixu's eyes caught sight of Nan Wenshu's rubbing of her waist, and there was a hint of teasing in her eyes.

She picked up the card on the table and casually stuffed it into her pocket, "Thank you Dad."

Nan Wenshu didn't know if it was a little tasteful, or because the man was too aggressive yesterday, so he deliberately found fault.

After drinking the soup, he deliberately said with a bit of bitterness, "I forgot my wife when I have a daughter."

Yan Zheng took another spoonful of soup and handed it to her lips, leaning slightly towards her.

His lips were very close to Nan Wenshu's ears, and there was a bit of ambiguity in them.

Lowering his voice, he said in a volume that only the two of them could hear, "Did you forget you, you didn't experience it last night? Or do you want to relive it now?"

As the man spoke, the breath sprayed on her sensitive ears, numb.

Nan Wenshu drank the soup and glared at him fiercely, not knowing how to restrain herself in front of the children.

Yan Zheng put down the soup bowl with a natural expression, as if nothing happened just now.

He pushed a basket of steamed dumplings in front of Yan Zhixu with a little doting in his eyes.

"Eat it. The taste you like is specially made by Wang Ma."

"Um."

Looking at the crystal clear steamed dumplings, Yan Zhixu's appetite increased greatly.

She picked one up and stuffed it into her mouth, her teeth lightly biting through the steamed dumplings, and the rich soup in the soup bag filled her mouth.

This familiar smell caused a hint of approval in her cold eyes.

After eating a soup dumpling, "Wang Ma's craftsmanship is getting better and better."

The meat in the steamed dumplings is very tender and of good quality. Obviously, it was cut from the pig not too long ago, not overnight or for many days.

The sauce is also delicious on a small plate.

Nan Wenshu chuckled, "Eat more if you like it, is it possible that you can make the family poor?"

There is not much else in their family except that they have a lot of money, more than enough to raise a daughter.