President, madam calls you for divorce

Seeing the rapid changes in Wen Feixing's expression, An Yuanyuan's heart was also pounding.

Not knowing what the man in front of him was thinking, An Yuanyuan just became more determined to take An Yihuai back immediately.

She was really afraid that this pair of father and son who hit each other would disagree with each other for a while, and finally the quarrel would not end.

Thinking of An Yuanyuan, he started to act, and walked to the garden outside, but An Yuanyuan's movements were fast, and Wen Feixing's movements were even faster than hers.

Seeing the person in front of him blocking him one after another, An Yuanyuan's patience was consumed little by little, and he felt a little bit more dissatisfied when he looked in front of him.

"What the hell are you doing here?"

"I've already told you that I'll take care of this matter, and you can rest assured that I'll send that little guy back to you intact after I've settled this troublesome matter, and I won't let him fall. A hair."

Wen Feixing's attitude was very resolute, he pulled An Yuanyao while talking, took him outside, and soon brought An Yuanyao back to the living room just now.

In Nuo Da's living room, the two people just looked at each other like that, and no one said a word, but the whole scene was still full of tension.

This tense look made people feel their hairs stand up from a distance.

In the end, Wen Feixing gave the old housekeeper a wink, and soon after the old housekeeper came in, Wen Feixing ordered someone to take An Yuanyuan away immediately.

Facing Wen Feixing's order, the old butler was also a little helpless, and really didn't know how the two of them got into such a situation.

But now that Wen Feixing had already given the order, the old butler acted faster, admonishing An Yuanyao from the sidelines, and at the same time invited An Yuanyao out with two nannies.

Seeing himself being kicked out like this, the expression on An Yuanyuan's face became ugly.

But Wen Feixing sat there without any relaxation on his face, as if if she didn't go out this time, then this matter would not be resolved.

In addition, the old housekeeper and the nanny were comforting, An Yuanyuan had no choice but to follow them out of the gate of the villa.

But she did not leave, she was still waiting for An Yihuai outside the villa.

Facing An Yuanyao, the old butler didn't have much to say, so he had to lead An Yuanyao to the lounge outside the villa, and served her refreshments.

It's just that An Yuanyuan doesn't care about these things at all. Now her whole heart is on An Yihuai. As for herself, what does it matter if she drinks more tea or less tea?

Naturally, Wen Feixing was also aware of An Yuanyuan's choice, and now he became even more nervous, because he knew An Yuanyuan's personality best.

Now that An Yuanyuan has been pushed to the most tense moment, if the matter cannot be resolved quickly, An Yuanyuan's patience will be exhausted soon, which is really not worth the candle.

This not only failed to ease the relationship between him and An Yihuai, but also made An Yuanyuan's heart very unhappy.

Even if it is slowly developing downwards, it will be more difficult for An Yuanyuan to explain.

Thinking of this, Wen Feixing hurriedly asked to bring An Yihuai back.

Seeing the angry look on that boy's face, Wen Feixing remembered the expressions on An Yuanyuan's face just now. The mother and child really resemble each other, why didn't he notice it before?

If he could have seen the clue earlier, then the relationship with An Yihuai would not have deteriorated so much, and he would have to rack his brains to make up for it.

But there are not so many ifs in the world.Wen Feixing took a deep breath, adjusted his emotions, and then showed a smile that he thought was very gentle on his face, and waved to An Yihuai.

It's just that An Yihuai looked very dissatisfied with Wen Feixing's performance.

Looking at Wen Feixing's expression and movements, he only felt that the person in front of him was very fake, and he was even more unwilling to say anything to him, especially since he just drove away his mother who came to pick him up.

This is what An Yihuai can't bear the most, the two of them have always been at odds, is Wen Feixing going to lock himself here now?

Thinking of this, An Yihuai felt a little scared, but no matter how scared he was, he knew that he couldn't let the person in front of him take the opportunity to bully him, and he couldn't let his trick succeed.

Thinking of this, the expression on An Yihuai's face became more resolute. Looking in front of him, he secretly poked at the corner of his clothes with a small hand, trying to calm down his mood.

Under An Yihuai's little hands, the denim fabric seemed to have a hole at the end.

This small movement did not escape Wen Feixing's attention, as expected of An Yuanyuan's single-handedly raised child, these small movements are very similar to her.

Knowing that An Yihuai was a little nervous at the moment, coupled with his hostility towards him, Wen Feixing was a little embarrassed, but at this moment Wen Feixing just didn't know what was going on in An Yihuai's head.

However, it is estimated that An Yihuai will not be in a good mood at the moment, so Wen Feixing took out a tablet from behind like magic, put it on the table, and pushed it in the direction of An Yihuai.

"Didn't you say that you can find a solution by yourself? I just promised your aunt that I will solve this matter myself. Since you can do it, why don't you try your solution."

Hearing Wen Feixing's words, An Yihuai paused for a moment while holding his hand at the corner of his clothes, then slowly raised his head, looking at Wen Feixing in surprise.

The expression on that face clearly indicated whether the man had taken the wrong medicine.

With this expression and the feeling just now, the expression on Wen Feixing's face became richer.

Is he so difficult to get along with?

And what kind of expression does this little thing have?

However, Wen Feixing still raised his hand and tapped the tablet on the table again, "Why don't you want to try, then you can only try my method, and then don't cry."

An Yihuai stared at Wen Feixing closely with his big watery eyes. After a long time, he asked slowly, "What are you doing here?"

"It's not about solving the trouble you caused. If you didn't paint these messy patterns on my face, I wouldn't do it."

Then Wen Feixing waved his hands impatiently, "Forget it, let's not talk about it, do you want to try?"

When Wen Feixing was speaking, An Yihuai's expression didn't change much, but those big black grape-like eyes were fixed on Wen Feixing's face.

He seemed to be trying hard to distinguish whether what the man said was true or false, how many words he could believe in it, and how many words were completely nonsense.

Seeing that at the end An Yihuai subconsciously looked down at the tablet, he knew that as long as he moved his fingers, it would not be very difficult to find a solution.

Thinking of this, An Yihuai's little heart was pounding, he was going to give it a try, and solve this trouble himself.

Although he knew that with Wen Feixing's current status, it might be a trivial matter to solve these matters, there must be some purpose for him to let himself do these things.

But now he doesn't need to look into the purpose, as long as these bad patterns are removed, he will go back with Mommy.

Although it is still uncertain whether Wen Feixing has such an idea, at least he can find a way to get in touch with his uncle after getting the tablet.

Now that Wen Feixing has someone to fear, he will definitely not be as arrogant as he is now, thinking of An Yihuai walking towards the coffee table quickly with his short legs.