Chapter 14

Looking at the little guy's appearance, it was obvious that he had already woken up, and could not hear his knocking at the door.

If you can hear it, it's intentional.

But the little guy twisted his face and didn't mean to answer. He hid in Mu Xiyan's arms and refused to come out.

Looking at Yan Chen's more and more cold face, and then looking at the door of his bedroom, Mu Xiyan wants to cry without tears.

What kind of evil has she done? It's because she went to bed too late last night, so she's sleeping a little bit. As for her anger?

Seeing Yan Chen's face sink down, the little guy hugs his little hand more and more hard. Mu Xiyan has no time to mourn for the door that just died.

"That Let's change. Should you go out first? "

Yan Chen just looked at Mu Xiyan, turned around and went out.

As for closing the door or something, it's totally out of the question.

Mu Xiyan has no time to think about it. Now she just wants to send away the God of pestilence, which may explode at any time, and then stay. I don't know what trouble will happen.

It was definitely the most earth shaking time she had ever got up.

Watching the mother and son change clothes and come out of the bedroom, and then go into the bathroom to wash together. Just like a real mother and son, Yan Chen sits on the sofa in the living room, his eyes flashing.

If it wasn't for this woman's ruthlessness, maybe they would live together like ordinary husband and wife.

Although he can't give her love, he thinks he can do it with normal life and respect. He won't let her go because she is a mother every day.

Taking advantage of the little guy's washing time, Mu Xiyan goes back to the living room, looks at Yan Chen, and bravely opens his mouth.

"Mr. Yan Why don't you take time in the afternoon and go to the kindergarten

Anyway, if you promise to be a kid, you have to do it.

"I know."

"Well Just fine. "

Mu Xiyan is entangled, want to ask, oneself and every day mother is really long special like, but this for no reason, always feel some can't say.

Until the father and son left, Mu Xiyan also failed to ask what she wanted to ask.

……

In the car, Yan Chen helped the little guy fasten his seat belt, ready to start the car, but the little guy still looked out with nostalgia.

"Dad, can I come to mom after school?"

"If you have to have a mother, I can help you find a better one."

"I don't want better. I just want my own."

For mu Xiyan, the father and son seem to be unable to reach a consensus. One likes to stick, the other rejects from the bottom of his heart.

It seems to be really angry, the little guy's face has almost become a bun shape, looking at Yan Chen, angry shouting.

"Dad is a scum man, huh!"

The car that just started the fire was almost trampled out by Yan Chen because of the word exported by the little guy.

"Who did you learn these words from, and do you know what a scum man is?"

"Why not? I've seen from TV that money doesn't give her mother flowers, leaving her homeless, living in such a small house, sleeping in such a small bed, and having to go out to find a job by himself. As a result, my father wants another woman to replace him, that is, scum man. You deserve it. Mom doesn't like you, huh

"I didn't let her stay out, but she didn't want you..."

Yan Chen rubbed his forehead, brain Ren a burst of pain.

It seems necessary for him to go home and tell his mother not to watch TV with his children. This is a mess.

As a result, when I looked up, I saw a small face full of grievances in the rearview mirror, and tears had already whirled in the circles of my eyes.

"Don't cry, Yan Zihang. I warn you, don't cry..."

"Wow..."

Five minutes later.

"Well, you win..."

"Yes

Looking at the twinkling eyes of the little guy because of his happiness, Yan Chen can't help but think of Mu Xiyan's appearance in his brain. It was only a short contact, but he was deeply impressed.

Now looking at his son, I don't know why, he always feels that he is more like that woman, and even his personality seems to have been inherited perfectly.

Just love money, love money, as long as you don't abandon every day.

Even he himself did not find, in promised the little guy, Yan Chen's own mouth also slightly hook up.

……

Finally, Mu Xiyan did not take a breath.

Suddenly the mobile phone rang, looking at the above a string of phone numbers, Mu Xiyan's expression on her face instantly congealed, cold without a trace of temperature.

After a few seconds, she picked up the phone.