The National Male God is Ruthless and Strong: Lord Qin, I Spoil You!

Father Liu annoyed Master Yan.

Master Yan is very monastic.

She left the cab without saying a word and with an indifferent expression. She lay down on the chair, crossed her legs and began to close her eyes and meditate.

Liu Cheng was left in the cab scratching his head: What should I do if my son is angry?

Mr. Liu began to show his courtesy in various ways to make his presence felt in front of Yan Tao.

"Taozi, are you hungry? There are chefs on the plane who cook Chinese cuisine. You can have whatever you want from the eight major cuisines of Sichuan, Guangdong, Fujian, Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Hunan, Hui, and Shandong."

Yan Taoli ignored him and glanced at him with a cold face.

"Taotao, how about we go watch a movie? There is a home theater on the plane..."

Young Master Yan turned a blind eye and didn't hear anything.

"Taotao..."

People on the plane saw a scene rarely seen in eight hundred years.

Their arrogant gentleman squatted on the ground with his tall and slender body, holding on to the edge of the chair, and smiled so enthusiastically.

After waiting for a long time for the boy's response, the gentleman stared at Yan Tao helplessly like a pitiful puppy...

"Oh, it's been a long time since I've seen you..."

The bodyguards who had just gotten up from the ground were covering their sore wounds. Could this young master be the illegitimate son of his husband?

The melon-eating crowd hid behind the door and peeked, feeling itchy in their hearts and really wanted to know...

Is it your husband’s child?

Isn't it?

Young Master Yan always remains aloof: indifferent.JPG

Liu Cheng clutched his chest and retreated: "Ersha seems really angry."

In one day, I flew from China to M.

The plane landed in New York.

This was Liu Cheng's private plane. Before getting off the plane, Yan Tao was thinking about how to escape. Xiao Qi poured cold water on her mercilessly: Master, you, this cheap dad, are really powerful in New York.

It's not easy to run away.

Master Yan put one hand in his pocket and walked down the steps first.

On the airport ramp, there were nearly a hundred bodyguards in black standing with their hands tied, respectful and solemn.

When the housekeeper saw that it was an Oriental boy who got off the plane, a look of surprise and shock appeared on his old face.

My husband never lets outsiders board on his special plane. On this trip, he actually brought back an Oriental boy?

Westerners have always been face-blind to Easterners.

However, this young man was as handsome as a demon, and his facial features were as perfect as if they were carved.

The young man stood sideways casually, with an outstanding bearing and astonishing nobility.

The housekeeper concealed the surprise and disbelief in his eyes, quickly stepped forward and helped Liu Cheng get off the plane, "Sir, you are back."

"Ahem——"

A weak cough came from behind. Yan Tao raised his eyes in surprise, turned his head casually and looked over, feeling speechless for a moment.

The man in front of the plane was sitting in a wheelchair. His complexion was so pale that it was almost transparent, and his appearance was of mixed race. He leaned weakly on the chair with a blanket covering his knees.

A completely sick state.

His appearance and temperament have completely changed.

"This is the young master," Liu Cheng put his hand to his lips and coughed again, "This is the first time for the young master to come to Country M. I'm taking good care of him. If something happens to him, you won't be able to live anymore, do you understand?"

Liu Cheng's tone was very soft, even a little weak.

However, Yan Tao saw that the hands of everyone around him were shaking, obviously out of fear.

Old housekeeper: "Okay, sir."

Liu Cheng slowly put his hand on the edge of the chair, and his eyes fell on Yan Tao's face, "Taotao, come and help dad push the wheelchair?"

When a weak patient makes this request, normal people will feel sympathy.

However, the handsome young master responded and directly exposed Liu Cheng's trick, "Is this an automatic wheelchair? Does it still need someone to push it?"