Sunday, the Zhao family in Tianlai Island

When Zhao Qingyan went downstairs early in the morning, there were very many people in the restaurant. Except for the little five and six who were studying abroad, the others were enjoying a rich breakfast leisurely.

The butler Li Meiru was the first to see her and waved to her with a smile, "Xiaoqi is coming down too! The kitchen has made your favorite wine-making dumplings, so I'll bring them out now." As he said that, Li Meiru turned around and entered the kitchen.

Li Meiru's voice successfully shifted the attention of others to Zhao Qingyan. As soon as Zhao Qingyan walked to the dining table, she noticed more than a dozen eyes staring at her, making her unable to help but suspect that the way she woke up today was wrong.

"Dad, mom, eldest brother, second brother, third brother, fourth brother, good morning everyone!" Zhao Qingyan calmed down and asked everyone calmly.

"Xiao Qi, good morning." Zhao Jiyan pulled the seat beside her and let her sit down, then joked: "Speaking of this, Xiao Qi will probably have fewer and fewer opportunities to ask us for good morning in the future, so we should cherish it."

Zhao Qingyan suddenly captured the joke in his words, gave him a blank look, and ignored him.

"Wine-making dumplings are here, eat them while they are hot."

"Thank you Aunt Li." Zhao Qingyan had indeed not eaten this wine-making dumpling for a long time. Seeing the delicate and smooth dumplings floating on the wine-making dumplings, his index finger suddenly moved, and Zhao Qingyan ate one spoonful after another.

"Don't eat too many dumplings, as they are difficult to digest. Eat some this and supplement some protein." As Zhao Siyao's voice sounded opposite, a boiled egg with a peeled shell appeared in front of Zhao Qingyan.

"Well, okay. Thank you, Fourth Brother." Zhao Qingyan took a few more sips of the wine before gently pinching the egg with her two fingers like jade onion, biting it in small bites.

"Eat slowly, don't choke." Zhao Youtian handed a glass of milk to Zhao Qingyan while speaking.

"Second brother, I'm not a child." Although Zhao Qingyan said that, he still took the milk and took a sip.

"Why are you not a child? Half a year ago, your third brother said to introduce you to a young talent. What did you say?" Zhao Yifan had finished eating, and now he was playing with his brothers and others.

"I remember Xiaoqi said that I was still young and would not consider emotional matters for the time being." Zhao Jiyan imitated her words at that time, causing a table to smile.

Zhao Qingyan realized that they were making fun of him, and his face turned red after a while.

Zeng Rou spoke out at the right time to smooth things over: "Okay, okay, Xiao Qi has a weak face. How can you stand the jokes of your brothers?"

After dinner, Zhao Qingyan was surprised to find that the four Zhao young masters moved from the restaurant to the living room, and none left. This was a rare scene. You should know that even on weekends, these four young masters were full of itineraries. In the past, they could not see them at home except for dinner time.

"Brother, don't you have to work overtime today?" Even if Qiao Junxi is coming later, they don't have to wait one by one now.

Zhao Yifan shook his head, "I have done all my life alone, why do the people below do it?"

"Second brother, you didn't have surgery today?" As a doctor of medicine, Zhao Youtian was so full of surgery that he couldn't get through every day.

"It's done yesterday." Zhao Youtian said lightly.

Zhao Qingyan's eyelids twitched, and then looked at Zhao Jiyan, "Third brother, haven't you asked a confidante to talk about life today?"

Zhao Jiyan played with his cell phone and squeezed at Zhao Qingyan maliciously, "I just haven't figured out which one to make an appointment yet."
Chapter completed!