When I was a child, my mother would let her go into the kitchen to take a look, but later she simply didn't even let her go into the kitchen.

"Song Yan, do you want to try it?"

Tang Yuwei handed the dessert plate in her direction, smiling and invited her, Song Yan looked at it, chose a pink, super kawaii pig head cake and took a bite on the spot.

He gave a thumbs up: "It tastes delicious, it's very fragrant, it's not particularly sweet, it's very good."

The cake made by Tang Yuwei is really delicious.

Song Yan looked at the dim sum dish with eager eyes and wanted to eat another one. Tang Yuwei's face changed slightly. She pretended not to see it and turned around and took the initiative to deliver the dim sum to Li Beiting.

Song Yan's hand was hanging in the air awkwardly.

The housekeeper coughed lightly and advised with a smile: "Young Master, try it, it smells pretty good."

Li Beiting sneered: "Take it away and stay away from me."

He didn't even see what Tang Yuwei had in her hand, and reached out to catch Song Yan who was standing behind him, and walked straight upstairs.

In Mrs. Li's study, soothing light music flowed out, and Song Yan was slightly struggling by Li Beiting's grasping hand.

Li Beiting looked back at her.

She smiled and shook her head: "Mr. Li, you are causing hatred for me, do you know?"

Mrs. Li didn't like her at first, and they appeared in front of her so intimately, it would be strange if she didn't punish her to death.

Li Beiting's eyebrows and eyes drooped slightly, and his eyes swept over her hands. The white and delicate little hands did not look like the hands of a martial arts practitioner at all, and they looked so beautiful.

"Listen to you."

He let go of his hand and pushed open the door of the study.

As expected, Mrs. Li sat behind the desk, put a book in front of her, and looked at the cover, and it was actually a Buddhist scripture.

When she saw both of them coming in, she looked at the writing seriously, as if she was fascinated.

"Mom, I'll take Song Yan to see you."

Only then did Mrs. Li put down the Buddhist scriptures and looked at Li Beiting with a faint look.

"You still know to come to see me?"

"I went abroad some time ago, and I came to see you as soon as I came back. Song Yan has prepared a gift for you. Do you want to see?"

Li Beiting pushed Song Yan, and Song Yan smiled and stepped forward, took out the gift he had prepared long ago abroad, and handed it to Mrs. Li with both hands.

"I hope you like it."

Her nervous hands were trembling. For some reason, she was even more nervous than being called into the office by the teacher when she was a child.

"Take it away."

Mrs. Li didn't even look at it: "Don't think why everything can enter my Li family's door."

This sentence was a pun, not only belittled the gifts Song Yan gave, but also allowed Song Yan to see his situation clearly. Song Yan's hands were stiff, a little, hesitantly prepared to take them back.

Since she doesn't like it...

"Mom, I chose it. You haven't had a bad sleep recently, this can improve it very well."

Li Beiting grabbed her hand and handed the thing to Mrs. Li again. Their skin colors were already very different, and they were entangled together, making Mrs. Li look at her annoying.

"Let it go." She still didn't reach out to take it, and she didn't even look at it. Song Yan put the thing on the table and let go of her hand.

Li Beiting did not let go, but grabbed Song Yan's hand and stood by the desk.

"Don't let Tang Yuwei come to our house in the future. You should also worry about me. What if she really pounces on me one day and makes me allergic? "

Li Beiting buckled Song Yan's palm with his fingers. Song Yan didn't dare to move, so he could only lower his head quickly, for fear that he would laugh in front of Mrs. Li.

His fingertips were dry and warm, making her itchy.

This man was restless in front of his mother.

Song Yan gave Li Beiting a blank look in a place that Mrs. Li couldn't see. Li Beiting raised his eyebrows and smiled inexplicably made her nervous and relaxed a lot.

"Beiting, go down and see if the aunt has cooked the meal. Call me when it is ready."

Mrs. Li looked at the hands they held together, her eyes slightly darkened, and she wanted to support Li Beiting away and leave Song Yan behind.

Song Yan naturally understood what Mrs. Li meant, patted Li Beiting's hand, and signaled him to let go.

But I knew that Li Beiting not only did not let go, but instead grabbed it tighter.

"Then I will go down with Song Yan, and I will come up and call you."

"You go down."

Mrs. Li looked at Li Beiting seriously.

Li Beiting shook his head, "No."

"Li Beiting!"

"Mom, you can't accept her, but don't make things difficult for her."

Li Beiting rubbed Song Yan's hair with his eyes that were not decent, and he was even more protective of his calf. When did Mrs. Li see him like this, she was naturally even more angry, but she had no choice but to stare at Song Yan hatefully.

"You go down and give me a small help. A daughter of a daughter knows how to make snacks. Do you really think you are from the Li family to be the eldest grandmother?"

Song Yan was stunned by the roar.

She nodded with her mouth and was about to go out. She had known for a long time that there was nothing good about coming here today, but for the sake of Li Beiting, she could not directly confront Mrs. Li.

Isn’t it just helping Tang Yuwei make snacks? She will.

"Our Li family has no shortage of nannies."

Li Beiting grabbed her hand again, and this time he directly held the person in his arms, his tone slightly cold.

"Mom, I'll take her down first, so you can go down and have a meal too."

Li Beiting didn't give Mrs. Li any chance to react, so she took Song Yan out and went downstairs and walked straight towards the kitchen. Tang Yuwei was still learning to make soup with her aunt in the kitchen, virtuous and sensible.

"Bang." The kitchen door was kicked open hard, and Li Beiting pulled Song Yan and stood at the door, with a dark face and looked at Tang Yuwei unhappily.

Tang Yuwei put down the tools in her hand, "Brother Beiting, why are you... here?"

"It's almost time for dinner, aren't you going back to have a meal yet?"

Li Beiting opened his thin lips and asked without hesitation.

Tang Yuwei was stunned.

What does this mean? Are you driving her away?

Tang Yuweiton, who had never encountered this situation before, was still in place, with white bread crumbs on his hands: "Brother Beiting, aunt said I would keep me here for dinner."

She bit her word "aunt" hard.

She came several times before the angry Mrs. Li met her again, and it took a lot of time to beg Mrs. Li to arrange the meal.

In order to get Mrs. Li to agree, she even moved out Qin Mo and asked Qin Mo to call Mrs. Li in person and ask her to give her a last chance.

She promised that if Li Beiting didn't like her again, she would never bother Li Beiting again.

Only then did Mrs. Li give her a chance.

This time, she had to perform well no matter what, so that Li Beiting would look at her with admiration.

"Sorry, I'm not used to having outsiders at home when I'm having dinner."

"What?"

"Tang Yuwei, can the Tang family afford you? It doesn't matter, my Li family can. If you are willing, our Li family can provide you with a job for a long time. Welcome to take up your job at any time."
Chapter completed!