Papa Liu annoyed Master Yan.

  Master Yan is very monk.

  She left the cab with a cold face, without saying a word. Gu Zi lay down on the chair, tilted her legs and closed her eyes and calmed down.

  Liu Cheng was thrown in the cab and scratched his head: What should I do if Er is angry?

  Mr. Liu began to show his hospitality in a fancy manner, brushing his presence in front of Yan Tao.

   "Peach, are you hungry? There is a cook on the plane. The Chinese cuisine is Sichuan, Cantonese, Fujian, Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Hunan, Hui, and Shandong. What do you want from the eight major cuisines."

   Yan Tao Li ignored him, and glanced at him with a cold face.

   "Tao Tao, should we go to a movie? There is a home theater on the plane..."

  Master Yan was all deaf, and did not hear.

  "Tao Tao..."

  The people on the plane saw a rare scene in 800 years.

  The arrogant gentleman of their family squatted on the ground with a tall and tall body, clutching the edge of the chair, smiling so diligently.

  Long time waiting for the boy’s response, the husband looked like a poor puppy, staring at Yan Tao eagerly...

   "Oh, it’s a long time to see..."

  The bodyguards who just got up from the ground are clutching the painful wound. Isn't this little son the illegitimate son of your husband?

  The melon-eating crowd hid behind the door and peeked at it, itchy in their hearts, I really want to know...

   Is it Mr.'s child?

   Is it right?

  Master Yan has always maintained a cold state: indifferent.JPG

   Liu Cheng clutched his chest and retreated: Erzha seemed to be really angry.

  Fly from China to M country in one day.

  The plane landed in New York.

  This is Liu Cheng’s private plane. Before getting off the plane, Yan Tao was thinking about how to escape, Xiao Qi relentlessly poured cold water on her: Master, you cheap dad, you really have some power in New York.

  It’s not easy to run.

  Master Yan put one hand in his pocket and walked down the steps first.

  On the apron, nearly a hundred bodyguards in black stood with their hands tied together, respectfully and solemnly.

  The butler saw that it was an Oriental boy who had come down from the plane, and his old face showed a touch of surprise and shock.

Mr.   's special plane never called outsiders to go up. This time, did he bring back an Oriental boy?

  Westerners are always blind to Easterners.

  However, this young man is as handsome as a demon, and his facial features are perfect as if he were carved out.

  The young man stood sloppily on his side, with extraordinary demeanor and surprising aristocracy.

  The butler concealed the stunning and unthinkable under his eyes, and quickly stepped forward, supporting Liu Cheng who was off the plane, "Mr., you are back."

   "Ahem--"

   A weak coughing sound came from behind, Yan Tao raised her eyes in surprise, tilted her head casually, and felt a little speechless for a while.

  The man in front of the plane was sitting in a wheelchair. His complexion was pale to a bit transparent, and his appearance was mixed. He leaned weakly on the chair with a blanket on his knees.

  Full of sickness.

  Appearance and temperament have completely changed.

   "This is the little son," Liu Cheng put his hand on his lips, and coughed again, "the little son came to country M for the first time, and he was well taken care of. If something happens to him, you guys don't live anymore, you know?"

  Liu Cheng's tone is very light, even a little weak.

  However, Yan Tao saw it, and everyone around him shook his hands, obviously afraid of fear.

  Old housekeeper: "Okay, sir."

  Liu Cheng slowly put his hand on the edge of the chair, his eyes fell on Yan Tao's face, "Tao Tao, can you help Dad push the wheelchair?"

  If a weak patient makes this request, normal people will be sympathetic.

   However, the handsome young master should not, and directly exposed Liu Cheng's tricks, "Are you an automatic wheelchair? Do you need someone to push it?"