Cannon fodder: The villain is forced to resign

Li Su quickly stopped him, leaned towards the little boy gently, frowned slightly, "Chen Bao, those are unhealthy foods and are harmful to the body. Whatever Chen Bao wants to eat, auntie will cook it for you."

Li Su felt sour in her heart. She asked herself whether she was sincere to Chen Chen, but Chen Chen refused to change her mind no matter what.

Chenchen's sullen face is exactly the same as Shen Ling's, and he is very imposing at a young age.

He looked away and looked at Qi Yuan and An An who were discussing what to eat. He looked at Shen Ling again and repeated it clearly.

"Dad, I want to eat."

Shen Ling's eyebrows twitched and he didn't know how to answer for a moment. He moved his eyes towards Cheng Sui, wanting to see how Cheng Sui would solve the problem.

I saw that Cheng Sui had already moved his position, sitting on Qi Yuan's side, holding An An on his lap, and the three of them gathered together to discuss buying takeout.

Cheng Sui looked at the picture carefully and said, "The vegetables don't look fresh. Please try another store."

Cheng Sui was picky again, "The meat slices are too thick and too red. It looks like coloring has been added. Please try another restaurant."

“This restaurant doesn’t have high reviews, so I’ll try another one.”

"The food at this restaurant is too spicy, please try another one."

Qi Yuan remained silent and impatiently handed the phone to Cheng Sui, "Here you go."

An An jumped out of Cheng Sui's arms and tried to climb onto Qi Yuan's lap, but Qi Yuan raised his arm to block her.

An An obediently stood there, her little one, white and tender, stretched out her arms and became more lively, "Mom, hug."

Qi Yuan blocked An An from climbing up, "I am not strong enough to hold you."

Children are better creatures than others.

An An curled her lips and stared at Qi Yuan, "...I'm not serious."

Cheng Sui subconsciously looked at Qi Yuan's hand with a strange look in his eyes. After a few seconds, Cheng Sui lowered his head and continued to choose a takeaway shop.

Qi Yuan and An An looked at each other, refusing to give in to each other.

Shen Ling looked at Chenchen with rare tenderness, "Then just eat it once."

Chenchen's eyes were dark and bright, and the corners of his mouth were raised uncontrollably.

Shen Ling frowned, feeling weird in his heart. Chenchen was only over three years old and was suppressing his emotions like a little adult. This was obviously not a good sign.

【Chenchen is so spoiled, I really don’t know what’s so good about those junk foods!】

[Li Subian’s stepmother is doing much better.]

[That is, Li Su is so competent, and Chen Chen didn’t change his words. An An actually called that incompetent woman mother. It’s so unfair.]

[Please, are children so valuable that they can die from eating takeout once? We are working people and we still eat takeout every day!]

[A group of poor people sympathize with rich people for eating takeout, which is not healthy? You are so ridiculous!]

The barrage was a lively conversation, criticizing Qi Yuan as useless, and Li Su's negative reputation on the Internet was reversed.

Finally, Cheng Sui handed the phone to Qi Yuan, "Eat these for lunch."

Qi Yuan took the phone, glanced at Cheng Sui suspiciously, and lowered his head to take a closer look at what Cheng Sui ordered. After all, with his temperament, he was absolutely resistant to takeout.

An An lay down on Qi Yuan's lap, pulled Qi Yuan's arm, and leaned forward to watch together.

"Three bowls of Yangchun noodles?"

An An raised her head in disappointment and imitated Qi Yuan's toughness: "Dad, I want to eat spicy hotpot."

He had only seen Malatang on TV. They tasted so happy and delicious.

Qi Yuan decisively changed the page and ordered two bowls of Malatang, and dozens of skewers of barbecued meats. When he was about to continue ordering fried chicken and Coke, Cheng Sui snatched the phone away, his handsome face full of disapproval.

"No more orders are allowed."

Qi Yuan: “I spend my own money.”

An An nodded in agreement: "Mom is rich."

Cheng Sui turned his gaze to An An, his eyes froze when he looked at An An, and his eyes were filled with a bit of stress, "You didn't do your homework today, and you didn't memorize the ancient prose, right?"

An An turned away angrily, crossed her arms over her chest, and refused to talk to Cheng Sui.

Qi Yuan was very happy to watch the show. It was the first time she saw Da Tonic taking care of a child. It was quite interesting.

If it were her, I would just beat her up. Da Tonic has such a good temper.

Li Su was only half a meter away from Qi Yuan. She looked at Qi Yuan and suggested in a gentle voice, "Mrs. Cheng, why don't you comfort An An? The relationship between father and son is prone to tension, and mother's persuasion is very much needed at this time."

The barrage changed sides again.

[Li Su is so patient, she must know a lot about parenting! 】

[Chenchen has never changed his words. I am really heartbroken. How can Susu be inferior to that worthless woman? 】

[It’s so funny, she actually said she spent her own money. Wouldn’t she think that the money Mr. Cheng gave her was her own? 】

[I hope An An will see his stepmother’s face clearly soon!]

Qi Yuan knew that Li Su was creating a character and tried to use her to contrast and highlight Li Su's kindness, but what Li Su said seemed to be fine, so Qi Yuan simply followed it.

Qi Yuan picked up An An with one hand, put him in Cheng Sui's arms, and said to the two confused people, "Reconciliation."

This is quite convenient. The relationship between father and son cannot be rigid. It will cause a shadow in the children's childhood. If someone turns into a villain, wouldn't that be harmful to society?

Cheng Sui: "..."

It's her style as always. She has never changed after so many years.

An An: "..."

Hercules!

Qi Yuan stared at the two of them, his eyes bright, waiting for them to show the deep love between father and son.

Everyone in the living room tried their best to ignore it and asked the people next to them to talk. They didn't dare to watch Director Cheng's excitement.

In desperation, Cheng Sui raised his hand and patted An An's little butt, "An An, it's dad's fault, I'm sorry."

The corners of An An's mouth turned up, so is there no homework today? Doesn't it need to memorize classical Chinese?

Losing your temper is so useful!

Cheng Sui spoke in a gentle tone and touched An An's little head, "Dad has already apologized. I will remember to finish my homework soon and recite ancient Chinese prose to my mother."

An An stared at Cheng Sui with wide eyes and looked at Cheng Sui in disbelief. Seeing Cheng Sui's deep eyes, leaving no room for doubt, An An nodded sadly.

Qi Yuan's eyes brightened slightly, but the conflict could only be resolved by talking it out, so as not to affect the relationship.

What a competent stepmother she is.

Chen Chen on the other side had unblinking eyes, looking at An An sitting in Cheng Sui's arms with a small face, playing with Cheng Sui's tie, his eyes filled with envy.

Li Su didn't know what to feel in his heart, and his eyes subconsciously looked for Chen Chen's figure, still tolerant and gentle, "What kind of takeout does Chen Bao want to eat for lunch? Auntie can give you some reference. In the past, auntie was busy with work and often needed to order takeout."

"

Chenchen glanced in An An's direction again, nodded to Li Su, and walked towards Li Su with a serious face, "Thank you, auntie."

An An tugged at Qi Yuan, full of curiosity, "Did Mom eat a lot of takeout before?"

Qi Yuan was playing a game and subconsciously replied, "That's not true. I can only do it secretly to avoid being nagged by someone."

At this point, Big Tonic is really nagging.

An An was disappointed, "It turns out that mom is also afraid of her own parents."

Qi Yuan sighed, thinking of her mother goddess, and said in a melancholy tone, "Oh, I'm used to being beaten."

An An: "!!!"

Mom is so pitiful!

He has never been beaten by his father!

Cheng Sui's eyes paused slightly, and he tapped his fingers subconsciously. His long and white fingers unconsciously released the pressure.

Being beaten?

When An An wanted to ask something else, Qi Yuan happened to finish a game, raised his head, and pinched An An's face.

"Have you decided what major to study in the future?"

This kid talks too much and acts like a villain. He knows everything. If he doesn't learn, it's a waste.

"...Mom! I'm only three years old."

Qi Yuan is serious about popularizing science, "Other people's three-year-old children can already hack the security system, and some can build missiles."