Huangfuchen didn't know how he walked into the restaurant with Ye Lan, and he didn't even know that Chef Zhang had already prepared small wontons for Ye Lan. Ye Lan had invited him to have a late-night snack just now, because it was too late for children to eat more.

For this reason, he monopolized the whole bowl of wontons and only gave Huangfu Chen two spoons of soup.

In a physical sense, there are only two spoons.

Huangfuchen couldn't see Ye Lan's face through the thick smoke, but the smell of shrimps and seaweed was very fresh, and there was a light peppery smell spreading in the air.

Huangfuchen's unhappiness that night seemed to be instantly healed.

Of course, he also faced new problems.

He is hungry.

Especially after two spoonfuls of soup completely opened up his taste buds, Huangfuchen felt even hungrier.

Ye Lan ate very quickly. There was obviously a full bowl of wontons in the small bowl just now, but now there was only half a bowl left!

"Uncle Zhang, I also want a small wonton." Huangfuchen raised his head and looked at Chef Zhang.

Chef Zhang rubbed his huge hands, stood there at a loss, and spoke cautiously despite Huang Fuchen's doubtful eyes, "Master, I only prepared one plate of wontons tonight, and they were all cooked just now."

Huangfuchen:!!!

He turned back sharply to look at Ye Lan, who covered her bowl with her hands.

"Ye Lan, you can't eat alone!"

"Do you also want to eat what I have eaten? Master, it is already very late. You should go to bed quickly."

"You know it's very late! Why are you still eating!"

"I'm just a greedy adult who hasn't had dinner."

"Why don't you have dinner on time!"

"Because I have no time to work on the set."

"Don't you know how to buy food at the airport?"

"Well, yes." Ye Lan swallowed the last wonton, and under Huangfu Chen's bright eyes, he completely stopped thinking about having a midnight snack, and then took out three small frogs and three bags of different colors from his backpack

.

"This pink bag is what Aunt Yan asked me to bring to Dong Xinxin, this green bag is what Aunt Zhou asked me to bring to Wang Zihao, and this blue bag is what I bought for your class toy classroom."

Ye Lan pushed all three bags towards Huangfu Chen at once.

"Please bring it to school tomorrow."

"impossible!"

Huangfuchen raised his chin and refused directly. Because of the trouble caused by the little frog in the past two days and the long time to wait for Ye Lan tonight, Huangfuchen now has to settle the old and new accounts together.

He was counting Ye Lan's sins in his mind, feeling that he was missing a notebook and a pen in his hand.

Huangfuchen stretched his neck and looked at Ye Lan, full of questions, and finally blurted out, "Why did you give it to them after giving the little frog!"

Ye Lan cleaned up the last drop of seafood soup in the bowl, gave Chef Zhang a thumbs up, and then turned to look at Huangfu Chen.

"These are not gifts from me, they are asking for them from me."

Huangfuchen reluctantly accepted the answer in his heart, but he still felt uneasy and wanted to speak. Ye Lan had already taken out all the little frogs in the bag.

"Master, look, these frogs have different expressions."

"This little frog in this toy store is called the 'expression frog', so each frog is unique and cannot be copied."

"This is also the real reason why they can't mass-produce it and people can't buy it."

Ye Lan put down the frog, dragged his chin and looked into Huangfuchen's eyes, and continued to ask.

"Master, do you have any more questions?"

Ye Lan's eyes were a light amber color. Huangfu Chen felt that the crystal lamp in the kitchen seemed to be turned on extra brightly, illuminating Ye Lan's eyes like a piece of transparent amber, wrapping up all his little thoughts.

After realizing it, Huangfu Chen started to blush. He stiffened his neck and turned his head, not daring to look at Ye Lan anymore, "I'm sleepy, I want to sleep."

"Master, do you want to give these three little frogs to me or should I give them to you?"

"You put it in the living room and I will remember to pick it up tomorrow morning."

"Thank you, Master. Good night, Master."

Huangfuchen's hurried steps stopped. He turned to look at Ye Lan, struggled for a while and then said softly, "Good night."

The housekeeper sent Huangfuchen, who had been having a bad temper all night, back to his room, made sure he lay on the bed and closed his eyes, and then gently closed the door to the room.

The housekeeper turned around and saw Ye Lan already waiting at the door of the room.

The housekeeper bowed slightly and recounted what happened at school these past few days and what happened tonight.

Ye Lan frowned slightly when she heard Ye Qianqian's name.

Ye Lan said, "How much money did I take from the Huangfu family to give to the Ye family?"

The housekeeper said wait a moment, took out his mobile phone and made a call, and then accurately reported a number, "Fifty million, including the villa where the Ye family lives now, was provided by the Huangfu family."

"That is indeed the most benevolent thing." Ye Lan nodded, "Uncle Chen, please send me an account number, and I will pay back the money first."

The housekeeper was stunned, and a feeling of uneasiness suddenly came to his heart. "This is the help provided by the head of the family considering the situation of you and the Ye family. This money..."

"It's nothing to the Huangfu family, but it's not a small amount to the Ye family." Ye Lan fiddled with her phone without raising her head, "This has also become the confidence for them to dare to be arrogant."

Ye Lan dimmed the phone screen and said, "A quick word is all that matters when it comes to cutting through a mess with a quick knife. Uncle Chen, I will pay you after I go to the company to sign the contract tomorrow."

The old housekeeper hesitated again and again and asked, "Isn't it really because you have other ideas?"

Ye Lan blinked and suddenly understood the housekeeper's worries. She shook her phone and said with a smile, "Really not."

At least until the system comes back, Ye Lan plans to play "Ye Lan" well.

After all, the food at Huangfu's house is delicious.

The smiling version of the little frog regained Huangfuchen's love and was able to defeat the stuffed rabbit and accompany him to sleep until dawn.

Huangfuchen opened his eyes and saw the ugly smiling face of the frog. Huangfuchen recalled what Ye Lan said last night, the word "unique", and his face turned red again. After burying himself in the quilt for a minute, he disciplined himself.

The heir to the Huangfu family quickly dressed and got up to wash up.

It wasn't until Huangfuchen sat at the dining table that he finally realized that there was another person at home, but he hadn't appeared until now!

"Where's Ye Lan?"

Huangfuchen slowly started eating shrimp dumplings and reminded the housekeeper, "Did you tell her there were shrimp dumplings this morning?"

The butler smiled and said, "I already told you, my wife replied last night that I won't eat."

"No, don't want to eat?"

Huangfuchen's shrimp dumplings fell onto the plate.

"Then this morning, she will be sent hungry..."

Huangfuchen suddenly realized that he was expecting Ye Lan to send him to school!

Even when the father of the house was around, he was a good, independent child. Why does he have such depraved thoughts now!

Huangfuchen picked up the shrimp dumplings again and put them all into his mouth and stopped talking.

The butler also wanted to remind me, but was interrupted by Huangfuchen's actions, "Get the car ready. I've eaten. Help me pack the little frog separately. Also, give me my phone and watch. I'll be in the car later."

Contact Dong Xinxin and Wang Zihao."

The housekeeper looked at the awkward Huangfu Chen and didn't expose it. He just smiled and obeyed all his ideas.

Huangfuchen sat alone in his child seat, feeling like he had become a calm heir again. He nodded with satisfaction, sat upright, and waited for the vehicle to drive away.

The kindergarten was still lively in the morning. The drama between busy parents and crying children was going on every day. Huangfuchen walked through the crowd towards the school gate as usual. He unexpectedly discovered that Ye Qianqian had already sent Lu Jiaming to the school gate. Yesterday,

Xiaochi, who was bullied by Lu Jiaming, was also there. Xiaochi's mother was talking and laughing with Ye Qianqian. Although Xiaochi was reluctant, under the force of his mother, he still stood in front of Lu Jiaming.

"Mingming, apologize to Xiaochi." Ye Qianqian patted Lu Jiaming's shoulder lightly, and Lu Jiaming blurted out "I'm sorry". After saying that, he took out a bag of chocolates from his bag and handed it to Xiaochi.

"Sister Xiaochi, let me treat you to chocolate."

"I don't like eating chocolate." Xiaochi took a step back but was pulled back by her mother again. Xiaochi's mother smiled and picked up Xiaochi, helped Xiaochi take the chocolate, and said with a smile on her face, "Mrs. Lu, what are you talking about?

Sorry, it’s just the children who are making fun of themselves.”

"Our family is obviously too squeamish." Ye Qianqian put a shopping card into Xiaochi's mother's hand and said with a smile, "But I educated him last night and he won't be like this again.

You must get along well with Xiaochi."

Xiaochi's mother was flattered and took the shopping card. She looked around hurriedly and the smile on her face deepened. She put Xiaochi on the ground, pushed her towards Lu Jiaming, and said, "Xiaochi, did you hear that? I'm going to talk to you today."

We must be good friends."

Xiaochi looked at her mother with some confusion. Before she could figure out what was going on, her mother and Lu Jiaming's mother had already left, leaving only her and Lu Jiaming being led into the school by the teacher.

Lu Qianqian turned to leave and naturally saw Huangfuchen. She did not say hello this time, nor did she ask Huangfuchen any tentative questions. She just smiled and left.

You should have learned a lesson.

Huangfuchen ignored Ye Qianqian's smile and walked into the school carrying the bag with the frogs.
To be continued...