After a family dinner happened, Mr. Lin's temple hurt so much. He held the handrail of the stairs beside him and looked at Lin Yian with a deep voice.

"Okay, okay, you're old now, I can't control you, so what I say is gone, right?"

"I just felt relieved because of your face." Lin Yian's expression was indifferent, and the sharp light in his eyes looked like he was shining with his eyes. "Otherwise, based on what the little devil said, he would not have thought of standing out of this house today."

“…”

No one dared to doubt the truth and falsehood of his words. The violent scene just now was enough to show his thoughts.

Today I am here, no one can speak well.

Lin Yian wiped his hands slowly with a tissue. He raised his eyebrows and eyes gently, and watched Lin Mingyang pull the corners of his mouth. What he said was meaningful.

"Little devil, be more at ease in the future. Next time, you will not be as lucky as today."

“…”

Lin Mingyang shivered again and subconsciously hid behind his mother.

Seeing this, Lin Yian bent his lips and chuckled, stopping talking.

A family dinner ended in an unhappy way.

It was all the trouble today, and Lin Yian had no intention of maintaining any apparent peace with He Ping and the others. After putting down the gift prepared by Assistant Cui, he pulled Lin Er and left.

Until Liner got into the car, the shock on his face still couldn't escape.

OMG!

Her dad was so handsome just now!

Not to mention two meters tall, it is simply amazing.

Unexpectedly, she could still see the live version of the domineering president protecting her baby online in her lifetime.

Lin Yian was obviously quite satisfied with his performance just now. After getting in the car, he put on the seat belt with one hand and started the car while singing to ask his baby: "Child, how are you? Am I handsome just now?"

"Handsome, very handsome." Lin Er nodded sincerely, "and the aura exploded."

"How explosive is it?" Lin Yian's eyebrows raised slightly, and the brows he looked over were no longer as violent as before.

Liner used his Chinese skills to give him a metaphor: "Just like you usually knock on eggs."

Lin Yian: "?"

This metaphor of his baby is even more abstract than Monet's cry.

Lin Yian carefully recalled his heroic posture when he was knocking the eggs and said carefully: "When I knocked the eggs, my long arms spread out and my big hands raised?"

Lin Er said seriously: "No, you are an egg."

Lin Yian: "???"

He, is he an egg?

Lin Yian obviously didn't understand where the relationship between eggs and him was, but he was afraid that he would have a generation gap with his little ones when asked about this, so he forced himself to show a "What you said makes sense" expression, and then continued the topic without changing his face.

"Oh, it's not very good now. I'm older. When I'm as old as you, I'm really handsome and have a stronger aura."

"Mr. Lin, don't doubt yourself. Are you very handsome now? Anyone who wants to be my mother can be ranked outside the second ring road of Jiangzhou."

"Really?" Lin Yian obviously enjoyed her words.
Chapter completed!