President, madam calls you for divorce

Not only An Yihuai wanted to know what happened, Wen Feixing also wanted to know.

After all, what An Yaoyao was talking about just now was the little brother, no matter how you hear the word, it doesn't feel right.

But even though Wen Feixing wanted to know, he still lost his temper, and just said coldly from the side, "What do you know, a child.

I guess it's just that anyone who saw your aunt was in trouble and just helped her, is it worth talking about? "

Wen Feixing's attitude made An Yuanyuan very upset, hugging An Yihuai, An Yuanyuan told Xu Xinqi's matter in detail.

Every time Wen Feixing listened to one more sentence, his face became darker. This man really had no good intentions. He never thought that before he had time to chase back his own baby, he would be missed by others.

Especially after hearing what An Yuanyao said, the other party even added her Weixin.

Wen Feixing's face was already too dark, but An Yihuai's eyes were full of excitement.

It's really hard to find anywhere, and it doesn't take much effort to get here, so no one will come to the door again.

Although I don't know what this man is like, it should be good to listen to Mommy. The most important thing is that An Yihuai has seen Wen Feixing's dark face at this moment, and his heart is inexplicably excited.

An Yihuai pestered An Yuanyuan, asking her to take out her phone to take a look at Xu Xinqi's Weixin.

An Yuanyao was so pestered by him that he had no choice but to hand over the phone.

An Yihuai flipped through quickly, and soon opened Xu Xinqi's circle of friends, browsing one by one, he was very excited.

"Auntie, what kind of shit luck did you have to meet such a good man today!

You can see that he has a successful career, and he is also handsome, which is simply too high-quality. "

Speaking of An Yihuai, he became even more proud. He glanced at Wen Feixing and continued to say, "This man is much better off than our Ban Rongrong's father. You can focus on it."

An Yuanyuan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, with embarrassment written on her face, what happened to her kid?

You think she eats too much at home, so you have to get her out?

This guy must tidy up when he goes back, otherwise, this way of talking about running the train will kill her completely one day sooner or later.

Thinking of An Yuanyuan, he made up his mind that he must clean up An Yihuai when he gets home.

But Wen Feixing was even more depressed, well, this one hasn't been figured out yet, and another rival has been killed, what kind of thing is that Rong Rong's father?

Wen Feixing didn't have the heart to find out what he was at the moment. Since his conditions were not as good as this Xu Xinqi's, as long as Xu Xinqi was driven away, Rongrong's father would be relieved. Wen Feixing saw Xu Xinqi's photo with a casual glance.

This glance made Wen Feixing feel a deep crisis, and his hands subconsciously stroked his chin.

The man in this photo looks good, well, he looks like a dog, but Wen Feixing doesn't want to admit that the other person is handsome, and he smears Xu Xinqi by the side as soon as he opens his mouth.

"He's just average looking. You just don't have eyes."

Listening to Wen Feixing's words, An Yuanyuan couldn't help laughing.

But looking at Wen Feixing, she didn't say anything, after all, arguing with this kind of person would only make her duplicate.

Wen Feixing spared no effort to smear his rival there, An Yuan sat aside, didn't even listen to a word, An Yihuai looked at Wen Feixing and attacked him from the side.

The whole room was filled with the voices of An Yihuai and Wen Feixing arguing.

They accused each other of lack of vision, An Tiaoyuan was so quarreled by them, he threw An Yihuai aside, and prepared to escape from this place.

However, An Yihuai's fleshy little hand grabbed her, and the soft touch made An Yuanyuan turn his head and look at his son. This little guy was looking at her with eyes full of calculations.

"Auntie, don't go, let's discuss this uncle together."

An Yihuai held An Yuanyuan tightly, as if he was afraid that the hero would not hear him.

An Yuanyao bit her lip, it seemed that this little guy didn't intend to let her go, and she felt a little desperate when she thought that she would have to listen to the unnutritious quarrel between the two.

His eyes swept between the two, "Okay, can you two be quiet? It's a headache."

An Yuanyuan rubbed his injured forehead with his hands, looking very tired.

Wen Feixing looked at her and stopped talking for a moment, and ordered the servant to pour An Yuanyao a cup of hot milk so that she could have a good rest.

An Yihuai looked at Wen Feixing's flattering look, and felt that this person was very fake, and he deliberately pretended to be gentle and considerate, just to numb Mommy.

He ran to An Yuanyao's side for a while to ask for his health, and acted more considerately.

The sudden change made An Yuanyuan a little unbearable, but it was better than their quarrel there.

An Yuanyuan leaned on the sofa, closed his eyes, and looked like he was quietly preparing to enjoy.

After a while, An Yihuai got into her arms again, An Yuanyuan patted his head, this scene was extraordinarily peaceful.

"Auntie, you must think carefully about what I said just now. This uncle is handsome and rich. He is definitely your ideal goal. If you don't like this kind of workaholic, then Father Rong Rong is also the best candidate."

Seeing that An Yuanyuan still had his eyes closed and didn't respond, An Yihuai became more courageous, and shook An Yuanyuan's arm gently, "Auntie, you must listen."

Wen Feixing gave An Yihuai a vicious look, this brat introduced men to his wife in front of him, did he treat him as air?

Unable to bear it anymore, Wen Feixing sat down next to An Yuanyuan, stretched out his long arms and pulled An Yihuai out of An Yuanyuan's arms.

Feeling empty in his arms, An Yuanyuan opened his eyes, and saw An Yihuai being carried by Wen Feixing, the two stared at each other, neither of them convinced.

"What are you two doing?"

"He doesn't take me seriously, so I don't have to spoil him anymore."

An Yihuai sneered when he heard this, sure enough, this man couldn't bear it anymore, now his true colors are revealed, okay, it's better to beat him up, so Mommy won't talk to this man anymore.

The two were making small calculations, and An Yuan looked at them helplessly.

An Yiqing stretched out her two small hands and pulled Wen Feixing's arm vigorously, her face was full of grievances.

Looking at her brother, she felt a little reluctant. Although her brother was sometimes unreliable, she knew that he was not a bad boy, and she was worried that Daddy would throw him out if he got angry.

An Yuanyuan shook his head, and carried An Yihuai back together, "What are you fussing about with the child, hurry up and eat."

He is still a child, what do you care about?

Wen Feixing suddenly felt inexplicably bored with this theory, and held his breath in his chest.

But the other party was An Yuanyu, and he had nowhere to vent his anger, so he fell silent.

An Yuanyuan greeted the servants to start serving the dishes, An Yihuai looked at everything in front of him, and felt very proud, as if he had completely won the upper hand in this game.

The proud little guy was thinking about going home and executing the plan perfectly again, as for Wen Feixing's mood at the moment, it was out of his consideration.