Shang Qian called the bodyguard, and the bodyguard booked a plane overnight and sent little Mike back.

When the plane landed, little Mike just opened his eyes.

The servant Susan was excited for him:

"The general manager agrees that you have returned to China!"

Little Mike jumped up excitedly, "I'm going to see my beautiful sister, no, I haven't prepared a gift yet..."

Maid Susan: "Meeting is more important, let's go!"

Little Mike nodded excitedly. On the way back, he had already thought about what gifts to prepare for Su Nan.

The car went directly to Su's house.

The people of the Su family knew that little Mike was coming back, so they must prepare a welcome feast for him.

Little Mike has lived in the Su family for a long time, and his popularity in the Su family is even higher than that of Shang Qian.

Therefore, the food prepared by the housekeeper's uncle is all the tastes that little Mike likes.

Shang Qian looked at the Su family excitedly waiting for the arrival of little Mike, and suddenly felt a little bit appetizing.

Is it necessary to be so passionate about a small child?

He watched Su Nan go to the kitchen fighting with Su Qi, and the two of them were going to make cookies for little Mike...

Immediately, I felt a little cold-hearted.

Wen Xiang has been five months old, and her stomach is a little bit pregnant. Right now, she can't exercise vigorously, and can only sit on the sofa and watch them fight.

Su Yifeng came out of the study, got down, and Wen Xiang stood up with a smile:

"Dad, is Su Ming's phone number?"

Su Yifeng nodded: "Yes, didn't Su Qi contact him because of my hospitalization?

As a result, he hasn't arrived yet, I'm fine, there's no need for him to accompany him personally, I let him go back..."

Wen Xiang smiled, very gentle and understanding:

"But don't you miss him very much? Su Ming also cares about you. How much better to let him stay for a few days?"

Su Yifeng waved his hand and said with a smile:

"He will come back in a while. He will marry Momoyi. He will have a long vacation of several months, and it will not be too late to get together again."

Wen Xiang nodded: "No wonder, I haven't come here to play silently these days, so I must be busy."

"Young people, they have their own plans!"

Su Yifeng smiled and looked at Shang Qian, "Is Mike here? Do you want to go out and pick it up?"

Shang Qian smiled stiffly, "No, it'll be there soon."

He regretted bringing people back.

However, he did arrive a few hours later than planned.

Maybe a traffic jam?

He doesn't care.

When little Mike got out of the car, he rushed over happily.

There was no long-term difference at all, and there was no sense of estrangement with the people of the Su family.

"Uncle, brother, here I come—"

Su Yifeng happily put down his things and went out, and little Mike threw himself into Su Yifeng's arms without hesitation.

"My dear Mike, are you feeling homesick? How can the food in foreign countries taste like country Z's? Look at you, you've lost weight..."

Shang Qian came out lukewarm, and when he saw this scene, he pursed his lips.

"Two chefs followed him, as well as bodyguards and servants. He lost weight because he was growing..."

Su Yifeng gave him a dissatisfied look:

"You can't lose weight if someone takes care of you? Can outsiders have their own people to take good care of?"

When Su Yifeng spoke, Shang Qian didn't dare to refute, so he could only stand behind him honestly, with a warning in his eyes, looking at Mike who was smiling triumphantly at him.

He gritted his teeth secretly, sneered, and turned to go in.

This meal was very enthusiastic. Almost everyone was taking care of little Mike's mood. From time to time, he served him vegetables and asked questions, which made little Mike's fear of Shang Qian's attitude subsided a lot.

Feeling bolder.