Chapter 31

Name:Beloved Wife on Top Author:唐渐浓
"Bastard, you don't even know what you're doing?" Yan Wendong really wanted to drop the teacup in front of him on Yan Lishu's head.

These three sons belong to yanlishu. They are the most bastards.

It's been a headache since childhood.

"I have done so much that I don't know which one you are talking about." The tone of Yan Li's book is not cold but not light, which makes him jump to the East.

It's going to be pissed off. "What's the news today? Where's your illegitimate daughter?"

When he saw the news, Yan Wendong's face was as black as coal. He immediately asked Yan Jianhua to call Yan Lishu to come back.

Yan Lishu is helpless. He was called back for this kind of rumor.

"You don't always want me to get married and have children. Now you have a granddaughter, aren't you happy?"

Yan Lishu frowned at the thought of Qin Mu holding her cunning and calling for her father last night.

The next time I meet that little girl, I have to tie her up and give her a good beating.

Qin Mu is Yan Xun's classmate. Yan Li's book looks at his nephew in a gloomy way.

Yan Xun, as a melon eater, was very devoted to the theatre. He only ate melons and didn't speak.

But his third uncle suddenly threw a cold look in his eyes, which made his hand tremble. Watermelon trembled in the palm of his hand.

The forehead began to sweat. Why did Uncle three look at him in a gloomy way? He didn't offend him.

……

Happy?

It's good not to be angry!

"If you dare to get me an illegitimate girl outside, I won't break your leg!"

"I don't know how many times you said that. I'm not all right!"

"You..."

Seeing that the father and son were about to quarrel, situ Wan hurriedly grabbed his husband and said, "OK, stop quarreling. Today's journalists like to make things up and make them up. It must be random. Right, boss

Situ Wan winked at his eldest son.

Yan Jianhua echoed, "Mom's right, Dad, please calm down and listen to the explanation of the third!"

Yan Jianhua gave Yan Lishu another look. When his mother appeased his father, he quickly lowered his posture. It was over.

Among Yan Wendong's three sons, Yan Lishu is the most like Yan Wendong.

"Explain it!"

Father and son are the same grumpy kind, both refuse to bow their heads.

Yan Lishu is reluctant to give a sentence, "nothing!"

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since Yan Lishu was an adult, the number of overnight stay at Yan's house is very small.

Yan Lishu just came out of the bath and the door rang.

Situ Wan came in with a plate of fruit. "Have you taken a bath? Just in time to have some fruit! "

Yan Lishu took the fruit and put it on the cabinet beside him. He came to close the door.

"Well, I haven't finished talking. What door are you closing?" Situwan stopped the door with his body and looked at her handsome son with a smile. She had the same style as before.

A mouth, "small three, how are you doing?"

Yan Lishu frowned and corrected her address. "Mom, don't call me junior."

Situ Wan put in his waist and shouted loudly, "you are born and raised by me. You can't even call your nickname?"

“……”

Yan Lishu put his hands on his chest and leaned on the doorframe. "Mom, if you have something to say, just say it."

Situ Wan immediately took out a stack of photos from behind, "you can see if you are suitable for me to meet!"

In order to get rid of his mother's adult entanglement, Yan Lishu didn't even look at it. He took a picture from it and gave it to her.