Grandma Ling probably also knows that Yan Ting wants to settle accounts with her, especially the capital of Yan Ting's fortune is not a clean means, in terms of means, Grandma Ling thinks that she is not as good as him.

In fact, at this point, Ling Mu is more or less a little overwhelmed.

She was too confident at the beginning, she always felt that Yan Ting couldn't become a climate, she helped her daughter rob the man, and she did it to Yan Ting's mother and Yan Ting behind her back, who would have thought that Yan Ting was almost not affected, but when she grew up, she almost put them all in.

So he hid more cautiously, even his daughter had no contact, and Lao Yang could only get sporadic information from time to time even if he was holding Yan Ting's blood and hair.

However, Yan Ting has been waiting for so many years, and he is not in a hurry to meet this moment.

The little sparrow has grown up very fast during this time, and it can already fly smoothly with its wings, and it still follows Chu Ci all day long.

Raising his hand to drive away the sparrow that was jumping around his mobile phone, Yan Ting put down the pen in his hand and looked at his mobile phone.

Chu Ci had just been playing a game on his mobile phone for a while, and he was sitting cross-legged at the moment, watching Yan Ting work with his chin propped up.

I don't get tired of watching it all day.

Yan Ting raised his eyebrows and raised his hand to press off the phone screen.

Then immediately after the phone screen lit up again, the little girl who was forced to turn off the light by Leng Buding raised her hand and waved at him dissatisfied, and came out of the phone directly.

deliberately leaned towards him, and still smacked at him.

It's already November and February weather outside, and it's freezing cold, even if there is air conditioning and heating, I always feel cold around.

The little girl is a ghost in the end, her breath is cold, and she can't get rid of it with such a bad heart, so she has to think about freezing him.

Yan Ting subconsciously leaned back, looking at Chu Ci with a raised brow, with a slight smile in his eyes.

The little guy didn't want to get up after a while, Yan Ting let her make trouble, but he didn't have any mind on the file, raised his hand and took his mobile phone, unconsciously flipped through it, and something automatically popped up in the phone, so that he accidentally clicked on it.

The sound of the video playing made Yan Ting frown slightly, and he was about to turn off the video, when he saw the little girl next to him just come over and looked at the phone curiously.

Her face was almost next to Yan Ting's, and she could see Chu Ci's bright eyes just by looking sideways.

The fingertip movements just paused, and a ten-second video was finished and began to repeat.

What is shown in the video is not a rare thing, the process of baking the street snacks with sauce is just that the raw material is a bird, which is roasted golden, the sauce is slightly charred, and the skin is bubbling with oil splashes.

Yan Ting didn't like this kind of roasted thing with a heavy taste, and he was going to turn off the video after the video was broadcast, when suddenly there was a soft and sweet sound in his ears.

"Gluttonous."

Yan Ting paused suddenly, turned his head to look at the little girl who was looking directly at the video with a pair of eyes.

Chu Ci didn't realize what Yan Ting's movements meant, and the sparrow next to him also saw the video of this, paused, and then chirped endlessly.

Chu Ci glanced at the sparrow, and met the mist-filled bean eyes of the sparrow, she coughed lightly, serious, "I mean, it's so cruel." ”