My Demon Tyrant And Sweet Baby

Chapter 709

The tall bodyguard opened the door for Er Donghao, and the others lined up on both sides like soldiers. That pomp and posture were no less than the emperor's presence.

After getting off the car, Er Donghao first swept to the parking lot. He didn't see the Audi that Zhang Xiaoping was driving. His eyes flashed slightly, and he led people in quietly.

"Mr. Er."

"Mr. Er."

Along the way, everyone who saw Er Donghao greeted him politely.

Er Donghao didn't have too many expressions, and occasionally nodded his head as a response.

Suddenly, he folded back and stopped in front of the two front desks. His deep black eyes fell on one of the front desks, and the front desk suddenly felt like he had fallen into the ice cellar.

"Miss Zhang Xiao hasn't come yet?"

Er Donghao asked Zhang Xiao.

The receptionist secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly replied with a smile: "Miss Zhang came here and left five minutes ago."

Er Donghao looked at the time, it was already past nine in the morning.

Tang Qianyi's appearance delayed him some time, which made him miss the meeting with Zhang Xiao.

"Mr. Er, Miss Zhang should have gone to the construction site in Nancheng District." Another front desk said kindly.

Er Donghao glanced at her, stopped talking, and led people into it.

...

Zhang Xiao indeed went to the construction site.

However, when Er Donghao went to the construction site later, she happened to be back. The two met on the road. Before Er Donghao had time to stop her, she drove the car and wiped the car with Er Donghao. Er Donghao only had time to capture her profile face.

After returning from the construction site, it was already noon.

Yi Xiujie had asked Zhang Haotian for a long vacation in advance, and he did not bubbling at all when he started work in the New Year.

He flew to the provincial capital of his hometown with Yi Peinan last night, and only today would he rent a car and drive back to the countryside by himself.

Zhang Xiao, who promised Yi Xiujie to help him take care of Ye Qing, went to Ye Qing's hot pot restaurant at noon.

The hot pot restaurant's business is still booming, and Ye Qing is very energetic.

The nervous prospective father, Mr. Yi Xiujie, wanted her to be a shopkeeper and let others take care of the business in the hot pot restaurant. Ye Qing refused, and made Yi Xiujie nervous and worried about her and her belly. Ye Qing’s scalp tightened.

After Yi Xiujie stared nervously for a few days, Ye Qing was relieved.

Seeing Zhang Xiao coming in, Ye Qing smiled and stood up from the cash register, and asked with a smile: "Why are you free to come over?"

Zhang Xiao also laughed, "I promised Xiu Jie to take care of your mother and son."

Ye Qing's expression turned helpless, "Xiu Jie is too nervous." There seemed to be complaints in her words, but they were full of happiness.

Seeing that there are many customers in the store, Zhang Xiao stuffed her handbag in front of Ye Qing, "Help me put it in place."

Ye Qing helped her take the handbag, stuffed it into the shelf under the table, and said: "Zhang Xiao, they are doing things, you don't have to be so troublesome."

"I made some food for you. Look at you, it's only been a few days, the whole person is skinny."

Zhang Xiao talked about walking toward the kitchen.

Ye Qing vomited whatever she ate, she could only eat some fruits, she was indeed a little thinner.

"Didn't Mu Ya quarrel with you?"

Can't stop the friend's thoughtfulness, Ye Qing also unceremoniously accepted the care of her friends.

She entered the kitchen now, and she would vomit when she smelled the strong oily smoke.

When Yi Xiujie was at home, she no longer let her enter the kitchen.

Yi Xiujie, who is very poor in cooking, studied cooking very hard in order to make his pregnant wife eat and drink. Ye Qing was moved. Although this young couple is not as wealthy as Mu Chen and his wife, life is even happier than Mu Chen and his wife. This is the life that Zhang Xiao pursues.

"No."

"The little girl is really sensible. It used to be a piece of brown candy. She sticks to wherever you go."

Zhang Xiao started busy in the kitchen.

Ye Qing walked to the kitchen door and watched her friend prepare lunch for herself. She said, "Does Mu Chen know you came here? Actually, I can take care of myself."

"I know, I called him before I came. What kind of flavour do you want? Sour or spicy?"

"Spicy, I like spicy food now, but it's even more uncomfortable when I vomit."

Zhang Xiao glanced at her and said with a smile: "Others say that pregnant women like to eat sour, but you like spicy."

"Sour son and hot girl." Ye Qing looked forward to having a daughter, and Yi Xiujie also shut up her daughter.

"How did I hear that it's sour and sour, so sour, so sweet?"

Ye Qing was surprised: "No way?"

Zhang Xiao smiled: "Men and women are the same."

"I still like my daughters better, a cute daughter like Mu Ya, I'm willing to give birth to ten." Ye Qing thought of that cute little Gongju in her mind, and wanted to make the baby in her belly become a girl.

I hope it's a daughter.

"Pump..."

The sound of high heels came from the direction of the door.

Ye Qing turned her head and saw Ling Hongyu holding an Hermes bag, stepping on high heels, and pushing the door with her chin high. Ye Qing really didn't like her arrogant and defiant look.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are not at odds with each other.

Even so, Ling Hongyu is a mother-in-law after all, Ye Qing greeted her and asked coldly, "Mom, why are you here?"

Ling Hongyu glanced at Ye Qing proudly and hummed, "Can't I come?"

Ye Qing curled her lips, her tone clearly was just for a fight.

"I heard that Xiu Jie took a long vacation, do you know?" Ling Hongyu didn't know Zhang Xiao was inside, so he asked Ye Qing.

The customers in the store couldn't help but glance curiously.

Ye Qing didn't want to show the conflict between her mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in front of the guests, so she asked Ling Hongyu to enter the interior room in a detached manner, but Ling Hongyu didn't refuse, and followed Ye Qing into the interior room, which Ye Qing used to entertain the visiting guests.

Compared with the outside, it is much quieter, and the interior is very elegantly arranged. When you come in, you will feel that the inside and the outside are only separated by a door, but it is an illusion of two worlds.

"Mom, please sit down." Ye Qing politely invited Ling Hongyu to sit down on the sofa.

Ling Hongyu stood in front of the sofa with a sullen face, but did not sit down. Instead, he glanced at the sofa first, with disgust in his eyes. This is a set of wooden sofas, but not mahogany furniture, but very ordinary, Ling Hongyu estimated The price of this set of furniture is around five to six thousand yuan.

Compared with the real mahogany furniture of Zhang's family, it is simply incomparable.

"dirty."

She spit out a word in disgust, and her face was full of disgust.

Ye Qing's eyes flashed angrily, but her face didn't show up, and she said lightly: "There are paper towels on the coffee table. If Mom thinks that someone has been sitting on it is very dirty, just wipe it a few times."

Ling Hongyu stared at her, wanting her to wipe the sofa.