Boss, Your Babies Are Raising Hell

"Yeah, let's give Dad strength together, so that Dad can get better soon." The children nodded heavily.

Shi Miao let go of the children, wiped away her tears, kept herself calm, looked at them, and asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Ma Ma, we have eaten, but Dad hasn't eaten yet." Qianqian replied.

Qianqian always misses her father.

"Send us the meal, work hard together, and coax daddy to eat, okay?" Shi Miao looked at them kindly with clear eyes, and asked.

"Yeah, let's coax Dad to eat together." Junjun nodded, rekindling his enthusiasm.

"Coax daddy to eat..." Wan Wan jumped happily.

"Yes, we love daddy the most. We must insist on coaxing daddy to eat, and we can't give up!" Mama also realized at this moment that he was too sorry for daddy by saying that just now.

He is father's son, how can he not have father?

"Come on!" Lele clenched her fists and made a gesture of cheering.

"I will definitely use my cute charm to coax daddy to finish the meal." Zhan Baobao's chubby face was puffed up, and what he said in a soft and cute voice made people laugh.

"Mama, let's go and feed daddy." Yueyue is a man of action, holding Shimiao's hand, and is about to take her to the kitchen.

After a few steps, Butler Li came over with a tray containing meals. He said respectfully, "Madam, Young Master Zhan's lunch is ready."

Shi Miao took the tray from his hand: "Okay, give it to us."

After speaking, she took the children upstairs.

The master bedroom on the second floor, a messy floor, has been cleaned by the servants.

Shi Miao walked towards the room carrying the tray, and the seven children followed behind her.

Downstairs just now, all the little guys were full of fighting spirit, and they were confident in coaxing their father to eat.

But as soon as they stepped into Zhan Yeling's room, they all hid behind Shi Miao in fright, and pulled her clothes forward in fear.

Sensing their panic, Shi Miao slowed down.

No wonder the children are so timid.

Because Zhan Yeling was still in a state of rage and depression.

As soon as he walked into the room, he could feel a gust of cold air coming in, and there was even an icy factor in the air.

Let the pores of people who walk in tighten.

Shi Miao took the seven small dumplings, approaching carefully and slowly, step by step.

Like a mouse afraid of messing with a cat.

Zhan Yeling still maintained the posture of leaning on the bed.

Although he is blind, he has exceptionally good hearing.

He could hear the sound of footsteps, big and small, approaching him.

There is also the faint scent of magnolia flowers that are slowly approaching.

Zhan Yeling knew that it was Shimiao who came with seven children.

"Why didn't you say anything?" Shi Miao didn't speak, but Zhan Yeling spoke first.

He was questioning her.

Shi Miao didn't stop walking, walked over slowly, put the tray on the bedside table, and then she replied: "Because I know, you know we're here. So there's no need to talk."

"I'm blind!" Zhan Yeling gritted his teeth, and the quality of his voice was tight.

Shi Miao could tell that he was very concerned that he was blind, and that he was also very pessimistic, even irritable.

Shi Miao replied: "Who said you are blind? You are only temporarily blind due to injury. Besides, even if you can't see, your hearing is extraordinary. People who can see are not as keen as you." .”