President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

Every word, even the punctuation mark, turned into a sharp knife with icicles and pierced into Father Bo's chest.

This is much more painful than that knife in the stomach.

"In your eyes, am I just a useless idler?" He asked.

Wan Xiatian stared at him and didn't say anything more cruel.

But those eyes already showed everything.

"Dad," Song Runian stepped forward and held Father Bo's arm, "I've already signed the agreement, and Mom will be back in a while. Let's go back to Kyoto first, shall we?"

Afraid Bo's father would not believe it, Song Runian took out the agreement and handed it to him.

Father Bo pushed it away, and fixed his gaze on Wan Xiaxia, "Are you sure you'll be back in a while, promise?"

"The agreement has been signed, so why don't you believe it?" Wan Xiatian said impatiently, "If you don't trust me so much, then there is no need for us to continue. After all, what a husband and wife need most is trust."

She said harsh words, and Bo's father immediately panicked, "Of course I believe you, then we'll wait for you back in Kyoto."

So, two hours after landing, Bo's father got on the plane to Kyoto again.

He sat by the window, his eyes were extremely melancholy, staring at the buildings on the ground that were almost invisible.

I don't know which location is Wanjia's manor...

"After returning to the capital, we will find a way to help you lie." Song Runian said, handing over a glass of water, "Also, she will definitely come back, I can assure you."

"Thank you for Niannian," Father Bo took the glass of water, with only sadness in his eyes, "But you don't need to comfort me, I can bear it."

"I didn't comfort you." Song Runian replied, "It's true."

Wan Xiaxia will definitely return to Kyoto.

for sure!

-

At the same time, inside Wanjia Manor.

Mrs. Wan looked at the copy of the agreement over and over, her well-maintained face was full of displeasure.

"Even thinking of this kind of thing, Song Runian is really capable!"

In order to bring Wan Xiaxia back to the capital, he would do everything possible.

Wan Xiaxia reached out, took the agreement away, carefully folded it into tofu cubes, but said casually, "It's just an agreement, this kind of thing has no legal effect at all, and you want to wait for me to break the contract and get my money, what a dream !"

"Do you think they came here for money?" Mrs. Wan asked in disbelief.

Wan Xiaxia shrugged, "Isn't it? Even if it's for me, they have taken a fancy to my business skills and plan to let me go to the capital to create greater wealth for them."

After saying these words, Mrs. Wan just felt incredible.

Stretching out his hand and shaking it in front of Wan Xiaxia's eyes, "I heard that right, is this really something you can say? Even if you don't like him anymore, you shouldn't be so wary!"

Wan Xiaxia tilted his head, "Shouldn't it be, if it was you, you were stabbed by me and almost died, now you can still ask me to come back to you?"

Before Madam Wan could reply, she added, "Anyway, I can't, if you still come to me and pester me after this, I can only have two guesses.

First, you plan to use me to squeeze out the remaining value from me.

Second, you are too cheap! "

As he spoke, he pointed to the tip of Madam Wan's nose.

Madam Wan became angry instantly, and slapped her hand off, "Why are you talking, put your hands away!"

"I'm just making an analogy. There's no need to be so angry, right?" Wan Xiaxia shrugged, "If you hate me so much now, let alone live with me, I'm afraid I won't even have a share of the inheritance?"