Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Wen Yuan pursed his lower lip: "I didn't want to go, but my mother made two calls."

She thought he would object, because in his opinion Wen Qing's birthday is just a small matter, and it is not worth her visit to her family. But Ye Mubai looked at her for a while, but said, "I'll accompany you."

Wen Yuan was surprised, and then subconsciously refused: "No, I just go by myself, or... let the driver send me."

But he seemed to have made a decision, took off the bath towel around his waist, and said quietly: "After going, let's go see night fennel."

Wen Yuan covered his face because of his action. He really was--

Ye Mubai didn't care. He thought there was nothing between the husband and wife. He went directly to the dressing room and put on the clothes. When he came back, Wen Yuan asked, "Isn't Ye Anhui brought back?"

He glanced at her and buttoned his shirt cufflinks, "Isn't she nice with my mother?"

Wen Yuan couldn't help but say: "But night fennel is very small, I think..."

"It's just a few days." He thought she was making a fuss and glanced at her: ‘Don’t you think there is too much housework? It happened to be relaxing for a few days. By the way, I want Nan to learn piano from this week. Pay attention to his emotions. ’

Wen Yuan looked at him: "You haven't discussed with me, and then I can teach him."

He came over and leaned over to look at her. Wen Yuan thought he was going to get angry, but he just reached out and gently stroked her face: "I don't want you to work too hard."

"You're just making excuses, don't you?" She stared at him: "You just don't want me to touch the piano. You're afraid that you think of Concho when you play the piano, right?"

Ye Mubai's expression turned cold, he stared at her, then sneered: "You have a very good analysis."

He straightened up and looked at her: "I'm waiting for you outside."

Wen Yuan knew he was angry, but she was still angry. Why was he angry?

Will she be happy if you raise her at home and give her good food? Is she happy?

He had a strong desire to control her, but she didn't realize this step.

She lowered her eyes and calmed down for a while before she got up and changed clothes, brushed her teeth and washed her face. When she walked downstairs, Ye Mubai was drinking tea. At this time, his delicate features were confusing, and there was no trace of excessive jade.

Wen Yuan thought about it when he looked at himself in the mirror just now, it was clear that he didn't sleep well.

She thought silently, obviously he used a lot of strength...

Hearing her going downstairs, he put down the English cup in his hand and said quietly: "Eat some breakfast and press it down before leaving."

Wen Yuan wanted to say no, but he had already started reading the newspaper again, just like he couldn't refuse.

Wen Yuan could only eat a little, and after eating: "I'm done."

He raised his eyes and looked at her dress today.

A set of very regular suits. Although decent, Wen Yuan can wear it several times better than this, but she doesn't. She will always look normal when she walks out, excluding yesterday.

Thinking of yesterday, he couldn’t help but think of Concho again. He was panicked and picked up the car key: "Let's go!"

Wen Yuan followed him, carrying a gift to Wen Qing in his hand, which was a limited edition Hermès bag. Wen Qing liked these very much.

Ye Mubai got into the car and fastened his seat belt, then looked at Wen Yuan, "You seem to not want me to accompany you back to your natal home?"

"No. You think too much." She said in a low voice.