Mistakenly spoiling a hundred billion little sweet wife

Wen Mengxin smiled angrily when she heard the man's words.

"Marriage is based on love, and we have no feelings. This is a problem between us and has nothing to do with others."

"Actually, I don't need you to be responsible. I can be very good, really."

Wen Mengxin tried to explain to him.

It can be said that Yechen was inexplicably irritable. Her words did not solve the problem, but instead made him angry.

For the first time, being provoked by a woman like this.

Seeing his gloomy aura, Wen Mengxin thought that talking about his pain, after all, any man would suffer a setback in his self-esteem after hearing this.

Not to mention someone like Yan Yechen.

Just when Wen Meng thought that he was offended, maybe he agreed to let her go when he got angry.

But she was wrong.

"Want to annoy me? But you forgot, I'm a businessman."

The man spoke in a deep and powerful voice, but there was a bone-piercing chill in his plain tone.

The only bit of luck in Wen Mengxin's heart was shattered.

She stared at him blankly, her cat eyes unblinking.

"If I don't get the return I want for my investment, I don't mind asking for it in another way until I am satisfied. Did Second Miss Wen understand?"

Yan Yechen looked sideways at her small face.

His eyes are as sharp as knives, making people shudder.

"what do you really want."

"I don't have the patience to repeat a question to you several times."

Wen Mengxin: "..."

It feels like the bull's head is wrong.

After these words, Wen Mengxin didn't speak, and Yan Yechen didn't say anything else.

Until the car arrived at Yan Yechen's villa.

After Ah K opened the car, Yan Yechen got out of the car first. Instead of entering the house, he drove a supercar and drove away.

Looking at the extremely fast car shadow, Wen Mengxin was also taken aback.

"What's wrong with the boss?" Ak asked Wen Mengxin a little confused.

"I don't know." Wen Mengxin shook her head.

Maybe it just pissed him off, so let him vent.

Yeah.

Wen Mengxin got off the car and walked into the villa by herself.

She was a little uncomfortable and wanted to rest early.

Tomorrow I have to go to the hospital to see my father and mother. If the condition is not good, they will worry about whether they have been wronged.

I won't worry about it.

……

Yan Yechen went back home.

When the car drove up to the villa in the middle of the mountain, it happened that He Yanlie went downstairs to bring warm milk to Shi Yi.

As soon as he turned on the light, he saw the back of a figure sitting outside the garden through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

After He Yanlie brought the milk upstairs, he brought out a bottle of wine and two wine glasses.

"Son, are you worried?"

"Dad." Yan Yechen looked up at his father.

He Yanlie saw that his son, who had always been calm and quiet, now had a complex expression and a deep expression, and it was obvious that something was on his mind.

"Have a drink with Dad."

"Ah."

He Yanlie poured two glasses of red wine, handed him a glass, and sat down with a glass.

Yan Yechen drank the wine glass in one gulp.

He Yanlie raised his sword eyebrows and laughed, "Drink it up in one gulp, do you have something on your mind? Tell Dad."

"No." Yan Yechen poured himself another glass, and drank it down again.

As someone who has experienced it, and as Lao Tzu, He Yanlie concluded that something happened to this kid.

If I'm not mistaken, it's about feelings.

"Did you quarrel with your wife? Did you get kicked out?" He Yanlie teased and took a sip of the red wine gracefully.

It has to be said that even though this man is middle-aged, his appearance and aura have not changed at all.

Even compared to when he was young, he has a bit more charm of a mature man.

When Yan Yechen heard this, he sneered, "How is that possible?"

"Oh, that's a quarrel."

This time, Yan Yechen didn't smile, nor did he answer.

"If you don't talk, it's a quarrel. Why, the young couple is getting angry?" He Yanlie's heart of gossip was burning instantly.

This was the first time he saw his eldest son deflated.

You have to gossip well.

"It's okay, just tell Dad, maybe Dad can explain it to you, after all, Dad was older than you when he got married."

Yan Yechen held the wine glass, looked at one place with cold eyes, his face was still deep, and he didn't say a word.

Still not answering.

That's definitely a quarrel between the young couple.

"Looking at your face, don't you have a divorce?"

Now, Yan Yechen looked back at his father.

He Yanlie snorted and took a sip pretending to be profound.

"Dad, I feel a little unreasonable."

"How to say?" He Yanlie leaned lazily on the bench with a comfortable posture.

Compared to his preoccupied son, as Lao Tzu, he is obviously a bit more chic.

"I thought marriage would be like you and your mother, treating each other with respect."

"Respect each other as guests? You are afraid that you have misunderstood the relationship between me and your mother. We have been in love for 20 years, a sweet love."

Yan Yechen: "..."

"Respecting each other as guests means that they have nothing to do with each other and don't disturb each other, then they are still couples who seem to be in harmony but still respect each other as guests."

Yan Yechen was stunned speechless.

"But I don't blame you. After all, you are so old and haven't been in a relationship yet. Your IQ is higher than Lao Tzu's, but your EQ can't even reach Lao Tzu's threshold."

Yan Yechen: "..."

He Yanlie shook his head, with a look of helplessness that could not be sculpted, and then drank another sip of red wine.

"Dad, I think sometimes responsibility may not always be right."

"Ok?"

"Marriage is a burden for me and her. Dad, don't you think my marriage is absurd?"

Yan Yechen looked at his father and asked seriously.

Yes, this son is really worrying about his emotional intelligence.

"When your father and I were chasing your mother, if I thought like you every day, I guess there would be nothing like your three brothers and sisters in the world."

Yan Yechen: "..."

"My marriage to your mother is very similar to that of you and the Second Miss of the Wen family, but the difference is that your mother is better at being cute, and the second Miss of the Wen family is the daughter of a daughter.

You must have your own views on love. Your marriage is a bit hasty. For a woman who longs for love, it is indeed absurd. "

Yan Yechen took a deep breath, put his hands behind his head, and looked at the quiet night sky.

"Since you made him your wife, as a man and a husband, you have to take on your responsibilities."

"If responsibility is a burden, do you still need to bear it?"

"If it's really irreparable, letting go is the best fulfillment, but son, what do you think about your own marriage in your heart, how do you understand it?"

"Fulfilling my responsibilities as a man."

"I'm afraid you are a late straight man." He Yanlie glanced at him in disgust.

Yan Yechen: "..."

"Shouldn't all men be like this, stand alone and stand upright, aren't you dad?"

"Dad, yes, but Dad is not as straight as you. I am still a romantic and affectionate person."

Yan Yechen pinched his brows helplessly.

"Dad, I'm different from you. You and Mom have a very good relationship, but I'm not as boring as you."

Now it's He Yanlie's turn to be heartbroken.

"If I'm as boring as you, I really have nothing to do with your three brothers and sisters."

Not to mention little girls, even an old man can't stand this kid's stubbornness.