At this mont, Fan Yubing, who had been watching their intimate gestures for a while,
finally snapped out of her shock and disbelief.
She awkwardly greeted Yan, "Yan."
The man who was planning to tidy up the young girl in his arms paused when he heard this.
He noticed Fan Yubing, who had been sitting beside them all along.
With a slight raise of his brow, he said, "You’re here?"
"Yeah."
When Fan Yubing sat, her back was very straight, and even with her legs crossed, she still gave off a very proper and neat impression.
Today, she was dressed casually, in a white shirt and pants, with a pair of cool Martin boots underneath.
But unlike her usual carefree deanor,
she looked at Yan, who was holding onto Yun Qiluo, with a slightly peculiar gaze.
Yet, Yan didn’t feel that being intimate with his woman in front of others was a bad thing at all.
He didn’t care about others’ gazes.
He just glanced at Fan Yubing indifferently, and his gaze fell on the cream puff in her hand with just one bite taken out of it.
His eyebrows instinctively furrowed slightly.
He leaned back, playing with the young girl’s soft hand.
He spoke lazily, in a detached tone, "If you’re hungry, you can ask the kitchen to prepare sothing to eat."
Fan Yubing paused, her eyes flickering slightly.
Then she laughed, responding graciously, "Sure, I won’t be polite to you then."
Then Yan withdrew his gaze and ignored her.
He continued to pick up a piece of pastry bought by Fan Xinglan to feed the greedy young girl in his arms,
so she wouldn’t keep dwelling on him taking her food twice earlier.
Yun Qiluo, full and content, quickly threw herself into playing gas with the mischief-making group.
The house was rarely this lively, and she played very happily.
Yan leaned back with his hands behind his head, his entire body relaxed and slightly drowsy, reclining on the sofa with his legs crossed, watching her play.
To be precise, he was watching that group of brats to see if they were doing anything inappropriate.
After all, he knew how wild this group could get when playing, and boys, when gathered together, often couldn’t help but tell a few dirty jokes.
He didn’t want Yun Qiluo to be negatively influenced.
Fan Yubing watched them for a while.
She retracted her gaze and silently threw the cream puff Yun Qiluo had given her earlier, which still had plenty left, into the trash can beside her.
The living room was bustling, and no one noticed this scene.
Only Housekeeper Chen, who was standing nearby, saw it, and couldn’t help but furrow his brows slightly.
The dinner took two hours to prepare and was very sumptuous.
And the long table in the dining room finally ca into use.
A group of people dined happily, while also watching Yan and Yun Qiluo showcasing their affection...
Yun Qiluo loved sitting close to Yan while eating, and this ti was no exception.
The man would occasionally serve her food, and very preferentially had the servants place most of the dishes she liked to eat in front of her.
If Fan Xinglan and the others dared to show the slightest hint of dissatisfaction in their eyes,
he would lazily lift his eyelids and say lightly, "Her arms are short, she can’t reach if it’s too far."
He was so righteously confident.
Everyone felt they never wanted to co to the Yan Family a second ti in their lives!
What wrong did they do?
Why did they have to co to Yan Yan’s house to eat dog food when they could be enjoying themselves at various entertainnt venues outside?
Although it was Yan Yan’s house, Fan Yubing was the protagonist this ti, and many friends really hadn’t seen her in a long ti and all wanted to chat with her.
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