Mr. Fu, please stop being abusive. Madam has already signed the divorce papers.

Fu Shifan hasn't seen Wen Liang for two months and misses him very much.

After school in the afternoon, Fu Shifan lined up with his deskmate to come out of the kindergarten as usual. As he was looking around, he heard his deskmate's immature reminder, "Fanfan, your father and mother are here to pick you up!"

Fu Shifan followed the gaze of his deskmate and saw a man and a woman standing side by side by the car, looking among a group of kindergarten children.

The man was wearing a black shirt with the cuffs rolled up on both sides, revealing his strong forearms. He was wearing black suit pants and a leather belt that was low-key and elegant. It made his legs look slender, making him a natural clothes hanger.

The woman's upper body is wearing a slim-fitting white lace shirt, with a silver-white necklace on her delicate white collarbone. Her exposed forearms are as white and slender as frost and snow. Her lower body is wearing a khaki hip-hugging short skirt, and her legs are white. It's so thin, it really lives up to the saying that the skin is like gelatin.

The handsome man and beautiful woman attracted the attention of many students and their parents, and even the children could not help but look at the two of them.

My deskmate spotted Fu Shifan’s handsome father at a glance!

I heard from her father that Fu Shifan's handsome father was very powerful, so after his father found out that she and Fu Shifan were at the same table, he told her to have a good relationship with Fu Shifan!

When Fu Shifan saw Wen Liang, his eyes shone brightly, and he ran towards Wen Liang with his legs stretched out, and shouted when he got there, "Auntie!"

Wen Liang leaned down, hugged her, and kissed her twice on the little cheek, "Fanfan, aunt is back, do you miss her?"

"miss you!"

Wen Liang was about to say something else when suddenly a childish voice interrupted, "Fanfan, your mother is so beautiful!"

Fu Shifan glanced at Wen Liang in panic, his heart pounding.

Wen Liang looked up and saw a chubby little girl with two dimples on her face when she smiled, and said, "Kid, thank you for the compliment, you are very cute too."

Fu Shifan bit his lip and felt relieved.

Next to the little girl is her father. The father and daughter look very similar.

"Director Fu." With a flattering smile on his face, the little girl's father handed a cigarette to Fu Zheng, "Come to pick up the child?"

"Well, I don't smoke." Fu Zheng glanced at Fu Shifan and waved his hand to refuse.

The little girl's father realized something and hurriedly said, "Hey, I don't usually smoke. I just carry it with me for the convenience of socializing."

After a brief exchange of greetings, Fu Shifan said goodbye to his deskmate and climbed into the back seat of the car.

The car started, the road was crowded and moving very slowly.

"Fanfan, don't you miss your aunt very much? Why don't you say anything to your aunt now that I've met her?" Fu Zheng said.

Fu Shifan pursed her lips and glanced at Wen Liang shyly. Their eyes met, and she buried her face in Wen Liang's arms with a blushing face.

The little girl has always been smart, but this is the first time she blushes like this, not to mention how cute she is.

Wen Liang smiled, put his arms around her, and patted her back, "Why are you ashamed? Didn't I tell you? You can call her whatever you want."

No wonder when she came to pick up Fu Shifan from school, she didn't respond to any of her classmates' greetings, and always pulled Wen Liang away quickly.

It turned out that I was afraid that my classmates would spill the beans.

She said in school that Wen Liang was her mother, showing off to the best of her ability.

Fu Shifan raised his head from Wen Liang's arms, blinked at her with big eyes, and asked cautiously, "You...don't you think I'm vain?"

Wenliang grew up in a single-parent family and suffered a lot of discrimination when she was a child. She can understand Fu Shifan's psychology very well.

She didn't want people to know that she had no parents.

Such a young child has learned to read people's eyes, and Wen Liang only feels distressed.

"Apart from grades, comparison is vanity. Have you ever said that your parents are better than other people's parents?"

Fu Shifan thought about how he had shown off to his classmates that Wen Liang had won the first prize in the photography competition. He blinked guiltily and compared the thickness of a piece of paper with his little finger, "I told you a little bit."

"No comparisons are allowed in the future, do you understand?"

"Uh-huh!"

Fu Shifan nodded like a chicken pecking at rice and buried himself in Wen Liang's arms, relying more and more on her in his heart.

She really likes her aunt.

If only her aunt was really her mother!

"Auntie, I want to sleep with you tonight." The little girl said coquettishly.

Before Wen Liang could speak, Fu Zheng said, "No."

"Did I ask you?"

Fu Shifan poked his head out of Wen Liang's arms and looked at Fu Zheng.

"..."

In order to determine Wen Liang's ownership tonight, a debate match was held between Fu Shifan and Fu Zheng after dinner.

"You are already five years old and will be going to the first class in September. How can you still let your aunt sleep with you?" Fu Zheng sat on the sofa and raised his eyebrows at Fu Shifan, who was standing in front of him with his arms akimbo.

"You are thirty years old and you still ask your aunt to sleep with you!" The little girl curled her lips in disdain, "Why can't I do it when I am five years old?!"

Seeing Fu Zheng's disheveled face, Wen Liang couldn't help laughing.

Fu Zheng argued hard, "Your aunt is my wife, and it is only natural that we sleep together."

"Are you remarried?" The little girl raised her eyelids and glanced at Fu Zheng, "Do you have a marriage certificate?"

Fu Zheng: "..."

Hearing the warm laughter, Fu Zheng turned his head and glanced at her, with the imminent danger hidden deep in his eyes.

Wen Liang turned away and didn't look at him, "I'll sleep with Fanfan tonight."

Although she enjoyed it quite a bit, she didn't get a good rest in the past two days. She was always sleepy and didn't want to bother with him.

The little girl was fragrant and soft, so comfortable to hold, unlike his hard body.

"Yeah yeah yeah!"

Fu Shifan screamed happily, jumping sideways like a crab, looking at Fu Zheng with a showy face.

Fu Zheng smiled helplessly, raised his warm hand and gently scratched her palm twice, "How about this? The three of us sleep together tonight?"

"What a duck!" Fu Shifan's eyes lit up and he happily agreed, "I want to sleep in the middle!"

Now her uncle is her love rival, but she also likes him very much!

After getting off the plane, Wen Liang sent a message to Tang Shishi.

However, this afternoon, Tang Shishi accompanied a star to participate in a certain show. She had to change two or three looks in the middle of the show. She was so busy that she didn't reply to Wenliang's WeChat message until the evening.

Tang: "Huhu, I'm finally done. I'm exhausted."

Wen Liang was watching cartoons with Fu Shifan, "Are you home? Are you still busy tomorrow?"

Tang: "I'm in the car. I have a day off tomorrow and want to go out and play?"

Wen Liang: "Okay."

At nine thirty in the evening, after washing, Wen Liang lay down in the master bedroom, next to Fu Shifan who was wearing piggy pajamas.

Fu Shifan still had some energy and played hide-and-seek with Wen Liang in bed.

After playing for a while, she was too sleepy to open her eyes, and Wen Liang patted her back gently.

Within two minutes, Fu Shifan fell asleep.

Wen Liang yawned and closed her eyes to sleep.

Drowsily, she suddenly felt a weight on her body, and she was so pressed that she couldn't move. It was so tight that she couldn't move.

She raised her arms and pushed randomly, but to no avail.

Her lips were suddenly blocked by something wet, and she was licking and sucking, gradually making her breathless.

Wen Liang woke up suddenly and opened his eyes wide.

In the darkness, the man was pressing on her, kissing her passionately, and caressing her exquisite figure with his big hands.

The man's breath was particularly familiar. Wen Liang turned his head and struggled, lowering his voice with anger, "What are you doing?! Fanfan is still around!"