Chapter 342

Chapter 342 - The Bitter Han Shaowen

“What is it? Do you want me to explain it to you, Xu Moyu? “

Han Shaolin didn't try to coax Xu Moyu in a humble tone, but his voice sounded dangerous.

How was this lawless? He came right up on top of me and wouldn't listen to anything he said, and he insisted that I let him have everything he wanted.

In fact, Han Shaolin didn't hate to be pampered by Xu Moyu. Rather, he liked Xu Moyu sticking close to him, but unfortunately, Xu Moyu was too strong. Han Shaolin actually didn't hate to be pampered by Xu Moyu.

“So that's how it is! So in Sect Leader Han's heart, I'm such a unreasonable wife. “Fine, I won't trouble you to come and answer it. Don't call me in the future either, let's go our separate ways then!” CHeCk for new stories on no/v/el/bin(.)c0m

After Xu Moyu said this, he hung up the phone. It was not hard to hear his anger.

Han Shaolin didn't expect Xu Moyu to just hang up like that. He was so angry that his veins were popping out.

“Hang up? You, Xu Moyu, can't be cured anymore! ” Anger burned in his eyes.

“You clearly only need to say good words with your mother. Maybe your mother will soften her heart and bring her home every day, bringing it upon herself.”

Han Feiyu was already used to it as she calmly ate the pastries that the servants brought over.

Han Shaolin threw his phone to Han Feiyu, then angrily went over to the wardrobe and took out his luggage.

Han Feiyu was puzzled. “What are you picking up for Mom to pack?”

“Shang Cijie is in China, can your mom come back with me immediately?”

“Oh!”

Han Feiyu replied with an “oh” in an extremely infuriating manner.

Xiaojie and Mingming went back to find that man called Mu Sifa. He should be staying for a long time.

A heartless person? I feel like it's still fun, just go and help Xiaojie. Anyway, I'm very free and the people at home can't play with me all day.

“Did you beat the boy to tears again?” Han Shaolin suddenly thought of this and turned around to look at Han Feiyu with a frown.

Han Feiyu lowered her head and sent a text message to Xu Moyu. She replied without any care, “I just pushed him.”

“Push?” Can you say that the other party's head is bleeding just by pushing teacher around? ” Han Shaolin felt like beating Han Feiyu to death.

What daughter? Like a man. His son was like a girl all day, if he couldn't act coquettishly, he would be angry with you.