When Shen Yan returned to Shen's house, he saw Shen Qianlan sitting on the sofa as soon as he entered the door, and his mood was immediately unbeautiful.

She pretended not to see anyone, and walked upstairs with her foot raised.

But Shen Qianlan had already seen her, "Sister, you can count as coming back. Dad just asked me when you will come back."

She paused, "He has something to do with me?"

Shen Qianlan has walked up to her, "Well, I hope you will come back tomorrow. Dad wants to announce your identity tomorrow so that you can push your work tomorrow."

Shen Yan frowned, "Who is Pan'er?"

"Look at my memory, I forgot to tell you that Pan'er is my daughter."

Shen Yan thought it was an important person, and he won't announce his identity until he comes back. It turned out to be Shen Qianlan's daughter.

With her arms around her, she looked at her coldly: "I am an elder who wants to announce his identity and need to wait for a younger one to come back? If you can't speak, learn how to speak. Just what you said just now, those who don’t know think you are. Your daughter is the ancestor of the family,"

Shen Qianlan's face changed suddenly, "Sister, why do you talk like this? I just want you to know Pan'er. Is it wrong?"

"I don't need to know it. My aunt dare not offend her this pomp."

"Sister, you are too much! Pan'er is your niece no matter what, why do you say that to her?"

Shen Yan lowered his eyes, his voice became a little bit cold, "I have something worse, do you want to listen?"

She is in a bad mood now, and it's best to have a vent to let her vent.

"you…"

"What am I? It's you, who still pretends to be silly and sweet when you are old, I vomit several times if you don't feel nauseous."

Ji Beiyu taught her the term silly white sweet.

He said that it is best for an artist to have a personal design, and among them is a personality such as Silly Baitian.

She thinks Shen Qianlan is simply alive and silly and sweet!

Shen Qianlan's face turned red and white, and finally turned away without saying anything.

Shen Yan retracted his gaze and turned upstairs.

She didn't want to scold her, but she wanted to rush up to get scolded. Who can blame?

Back to the room, Little is rolling on the carpet.

She recruited a little bit to come and hug it in her arms, her delicate hand running down its hair every once and again.

"That thing was done well during the day, keep it up."

Little bit comfortable closed his eyes.

The master hasn't soothed himself in this way for more than three thousand years. I miss it so much!

Suddenly, she thought of something.

"Jing'er said that when Xu Huaiman comes, an acquaintance of ours will appear next to her. When that happens, keep a snack and pay more attention to her movements."

"Meow~"

"Also, tomorrow the Shen family will announce my identity. You can tell Jing'er not to show up tomorrow. I will deal with anything by myself."

This time I didn't immediately respond to the little bit.

It’s not there, and the little master is not there. What should I do if something happens to the master?

Knowing what he was thinking of, Shen Yan banged his head on the head, "The Shen family can't hurt me."

It was a little bit that reluctantly responded.

The big deal is that he went to tell the little master earlier, and then hurried back quickly.

The next day.

Before dawn, Shen Yan was pulled up by the makeup artist.

She pulled her face and allowed them to make up and change her clothes. After finally tossing, Shen Jian sent someone to urge her to go downstairs to meet relatives.

Shen Yan sent the people away and slowly got up and walked out.

As soon as he reached the top of the stairs, Shen Yan was stopped by a little girl.

"You are my aunt who has been dead for twenty years?"