Cen Sufen suddenly felt a chill.

Xiaobao is really terrifying, so young and so deep in his mind!

She couldn't help but be afraid.

If you don’t do what Xiaobao said, the next moment, surely the world will know that she is a shrew!

Cheng Xiaobao glanced at her fearful appearance, but she didn't have any hidden heart. She kindly reminded, "You have to think about it clearly. When you announce the recording, not only is your personal reputation ruined, even the reputation of the entire Yan family will be smashed. In your hands, you will become the sinner of the Yan family!"

"I..." Cen Sufen once again appealed to my father-in-law for help, "Dad, can you help me talk, and persuade Xiaobao..."

Grandpa Yan's face is serious, "You don't know Shi Ting's character, Xiaobao is his son, can you persuade? You poke through the basket and clean up yourself."

Cen Sufen understood that her father-in-law wanted her to do what Xiaobao meant. "But, to Cheng Yingxuan, it hurts my self-esteem..." How can I still show the elders in front of Cheng Yingxuan in the future?

"It's better to hurt one's self-esteem inside one's home than to go out and shame." Grandpa Yan also had a helpless look.

I never imagined that it would be defeated by a little fart boy.

I have long heard that Cheng Xiaobao has an IQ of 200. Although he is about to be five years old, he still has the thoughts and depth of thinking of teenagers.

It was the blood of his Yan family. While he was angry, he also appreciated this little fellow more and more.

Cen Sufen bit his lips pale, and said to Cheng Yingxuan reluctantly, "Yingxuan, I... my mouth is cheap... mean, vicious... shameless, your adults forgive me a lot!"

Cheng Yingxuan embraced her chest with both hands. "You still miss your word "Xia Zuo"." She said that her son's order was full.

Cen Sufen suddenly widened his eyes, "Don't overdo it!"

"I'm not stupid if I come to step on my door and step on me and ungrateful if I am kind to you?" She sneered.

"Who are you talking about?" Cen Sufen just wanted to make a splash, contacting the warning eyes of Grandpa Yan, and daring not to say anything.

"Mom, that's right." Cheng Xiaobao smiled sweetly at his mother and blinked mischievously, "Who bullies you, there is me, I cover you, you bully back."

"Good." Cheng Yingxuan smiled slightly, leaned down and kissed his son in the face.

Grandpa Yan sees such an intimate relationship between mother and son, and can't help but feel a little envious.

She turned to stare at Cen Sufen coldly. "My son asked you to apologize. What did you miss?"

"I... I'm writing, let's go!" Cen Sufen's face was sore with anger.

Miss Yan's majestic Yan and her mother want to clean up everyone.

His son Shi Ting has never been close to female sex. In the past, except for a lingering Luo Mengna, she died somehow.

Her husband, Yan Song, has a high weight, and even when he is middle-aged, there are still bees and waves.

She didn't know how many hoofs she was dying in secretly.

Originally, Cheng Yingxuan was so ignorant, anyway, the child was born, and had no use value. It was impossible to find someone to kill her. She was threatened by Xiaobao and could not move her.

There is still no dignity to apologize to the cheap woman named Cheng.

Cheng Yingxuan looked at Cen Sufen's face with a swift heart attack and hooked his lips satisfied.