Kicked out of the house! The sickly tycoon took her home to pamper her

"Did you bring the amulet?"

Ye Chen took out the amulet from his pocket, "I brought it."

Feng Li fed Ye Chen medicine and asked, "What did you do last night?"

Ye Chen would never say that he took a 20-minute cold shower.

He shook his head guiltily, not daring to look Feng Li in the eye.

"I didn't do anything."

"Then why did you catch a cold suddenly?"

"Maybe it's because I'm too weak. I'll be fine after a while. Tuantuan goes out first, and Dad will pass the cold to you."

Tuantuan refused to go out, lying next to his father, holding a small drawing board and drawing a handsome and tall father.

"Dad, big!"

"Well, why are Dad's legs so long?"

"Dad, the biggest."

(´つヮ⊂︎)

Tuantuan lengthened his father's legs again.

Feng Li chuckled, "Tuantuan, is your father a long-legged monster?"

"Dad, big."

Tuantuan stuck out his little butt and lay on the bed to continue drawing.

During the meal, Tuantuan stuffed a big chicken drumstick for his father and asked him to peel shrimps for him.

But the baby didn't know how to peel shrimps, so he stamped his feet in anxiety and dropped the shrimps in his hand on the ground.

(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

Ye Chen rubbed Tuantuan's hair, "Tuantuan is already great, the best baby, and he can take care of his father."

Tuantuan laughed happily and kissed his father's face (˃͈દ˂͈༶).

Brother Donkey: [Chen'er, how is your song now? Do you need brothers to help you compose music?]

Dog Hu: [Yes, Brother Donkey is a professional, we can also help, and then we will become famous with brothers.]

A message was sent in the group.

Ye Chen almost forgot that Lu Hao has a strong musical talent and a good sense of pitch. He has composed several lullabies.

Ye Chen: [Okay, Brother Donkey, you must not sign a contract with Tianrui Group, it's a pit, I will terminate the contract in six months.]

Brother Donkey: [What should we do if we don't sign a contract with the company? Do we have to start our own company? Company? ]

Ye Chen grasped the most important word, self-created company.

They can create their own studio, although it is still far from a company, maybe it can really be realized in the future.

[Brother Donkey, let's make a studio first. ]

[Is it okay? I think it's too difficult to have a studio now. ]

[Yes, Chen'er, it's difficult to have a studio. We... We can't do it. We don't have start-up capital. ]

Ye Chen was silent for a while and replied: [Okay, you guys go find a company first. I've sent the lyrics to the group. ]

[Okay. ]

Ye Chen continued to compose music on the computer, and the prelude was solved.

The prelude composed by Lu Shiyue fits his style very well.

"Dad, go to sleep."

Tuantuan's two little hands pulled his father's arm and pointed at the bed, "Dad, I'm sick, go to sleep."

(,,•́ . •̀,,)

Ye Chen picked up the little girl and put her on the table, "Baby, Daddy is not sleepy, Daddy still needs to write songs, you go draw first, okay?"

"Okay (´つヮ⊂︎)"

"You are really Daddy's good baby."

Ye Chen continued to study the song, Tuantuan was drawing next to her father, Ye Chen didn't watch her for a while, and almost couldn't find his daughter...

The little baby was covered with colorful paints, her face was green and pink, and there was white paint on her hair.

"Tuantuan, why did you get yourself so dirty?"

Tuantuan's sweet little voice, "Daddy, draw."

(ฅ＞ω＜*ฅ)

Ye Chen only saw what the baby was drawing, an apple, a banana, a pink castle...

This is really a painting that a baby under three years old can draw. out? ?

Ye Chen picked up the little Tuantuan in surprise, "Tuantuan is awesome, her paintings are so beautiful."

Could it be that his baby daughter is the legendary genius? !

Ye Chen was shocked. Whose genes are so excellent!

Could it be that Tuantuan's biological father is a world-famous painter?

Ye Chen immediately searched online and found the most famous young painter in the capital.

Name: Jiang Yanchuan.

Age: 28 years old.

Net worth: 1 billion.

Mount: Rolls-Royce.

Could it be that Tuantuan's father is Jiang Yanchuan.

This person is so outstanding, so young, and already worth 1 billion.

Tuantuan's two little paws were lying on the phone, looking around.

"Not handsome."

The baby pointed a little hand at the person above and shook his head.

"Dad is handsome."

Ye Chen didn't know whether to cry or laugh. This person was most likely Tuantuan's biological father.

"Ye Chen."

A familiar voice sounded, and Ye Chen immediately turned off his phone.

He didn't want Feng Li to see this person.

Feng Li opened the door and saw that his daughter was covered in all kinds of things, with no clean spots on her body. He was so angry that he almost fainted."Feng Tangtang, what are you doing? You made yourself so dirty."

The little baby raised his head and said in a baby voice: "Drawing, Tuantuan drawing."

٩( 'ω' )و

"Drawing? What did you draw again?"

Feng Li pinched the baby's ears, and the baby pouted his mouth in grievance.

(｡◕ˇ﹏ˇ◕｡)

Ye Chen showed Tuantuan's painting to Feng Li and whispered: "Today Tuantuan drew fruits and houses. Is Tuantuan very talented in painting?"

"Well, she loved painting when she was over one year old, and I don't know why."

"Tuantuan may be very interested in painting. I'll take her to change clothes first."

Ye Chen picked up the little baby and went to the bathroom to wipe her face with a towel.

"Dad, Mom is bad."

The baby lay softly in her father's arms and complained, but she was very aggrieved.

"What's wrong with mom?"

The baby pointed a finger at his ear, "Pinch Tuantuan, ear•́‸ก."

"Mom is not bad, mom just doesn't want to see you so dirty."

Ye Chen patiently changed the baby into clean clothes and carried Tuantuan downstairs.

Feng Yan looked at Tuantuan's painting for two minutes and asked, "Tuantuan, is this really drawn by you?"

"Our Tuantuan is a genius."

Feng Yan hugged Tuantuan and kissed him, "You are really my aunt's genius."

"Sister, Tuantuan is so good at painting, he can also participate in the children's painting competition in July this year."

Feng Li said in a flat tone, "Competition? You let a three-year-old baby compete?"

Although Tuantuan is smarter than babies of the same age, he is still a baby after all.

Feng Yan nodded and said, "Well, the age of the children's group is between three and nine years old, and Tuantuan is just enough."

"Feng Yan, Tuantuan is too young to participate in the competition. She is so small that she can't even hold the drawing board."

Tuantuan tugged at her father's hand and said in a milky voice, "Dad, Tuantuan, she is not small anymore."

She is already a big baby.

If she wins the championship, her father will be very happy.

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