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I'm my mother's biological son!

"Yes." Qi Ye answered Qi Zhifei's question without hesitation.

The little guy stared at Qi Ye with his big watery eyes for a good two to three seconds, then suddenly looked at his father in disdain: "Sun Wukong jumped out from the stone wall, am I Sun Wukong? Then why don't I go to heaven? "

Aunt Qiao could not suppress the kindness on her face. She bent down and squatted in front of Qi Zhifei, tenderly patting the little guy's head and said: "Of course Zhifei didn't jump out from the crack in the rock. When your mother was giving birth to you, she took a lot of effort! Your mother is the woman who loves you the most in this world. Zhifei must help Father catch his and bring his back. "

"En!" This was the first time Little Devil King was so obedient. He hugged Aunt Qiao's face and gave her a big kiss, then happily climbed up the stairs while holding his own phone.

When they arrived at the stairs, it was as if he suddenly remembered something. He turned around and said to Aunt Qiao: "Granny Qiao, thank you for giving me the photo. I didn't betray you!"

After saying that, the little guy went upstairs and dialed Wen Liang's cell number. However … …

The other party's phone number had been logged off.

The little guy was stunned sadly at the stairs. After staring blankly for a while, he suddenly opened WeChat and sent a video message over.

Not long after Wen Liang arrived at Kan Cheng's hotel, he had just finished showering and the sound of WeChat chatting came up.

Even if Qi Zhifei didn't contact him tonight, he still planned to contact Qi Zhifei.

The little guy on the other end of the video seemed to be in the bedroom. When he saw the warmth, he was so excited that he was at a loss for words. Although he was always excited when he saw Wen Liang, it was not as exciting as it was now.

Wen Liang looked at Qi Zhifei who was on the other end of the phone in guilt: "Zhifei, I'm sorry … …"

"Dad said you went on a trip." After being excited for a long time, the little guy finally found his voice.

Before Wen Liang boarded the plane, he had left a message on WeChat to the Mr. Night. Indeed, she had said that and thanked the Mr. Night for taking care of her.

But until now, Mr. Night still had not replied to her message. Presumably, he was somewhat disappointed with this ungrateful ingrate. After all, back then when he was homeless, the Mr. Night took him in.

Although Wen Liang did not take any money from taking care of Zhifei other than the red packet, he still felt guilty for leaving without saying goodbye.

Wen Liang said to Zhifei who was on the other side of the video: "Listen to your dad at home. When the time comes, I'll also bring you out for a vacation, okay?"

This was a promise he made to the little guy, even though he wouldn't be able to keep it for a long time.

Qi Zhifei did not mind Wen Liang's suggestion. Instead, he carefully asked: "Mother, you won't reject me, right?"

This time, Wen Liang replied with certainty, "Of course not. We will definitely meet again in the future. But can you promise me one thing? "

"Alright."

"Don't tell Old Qi anything related to me … "Okay?"

Just as Wen Liang finished speaking, Qi Ye suddenly snatched the phone away from Little Devil King.

It was warm on the other end of the phone. She was only wearing a nightgown, and her hair that had just been washed was still wet on her shoulders. Droplets of water were flowing down her thin bathrobe and down her fair neck.

"What news must be kept from me?" Qi Ye's cold voice carried danger as he spoke to the person on the other side of the phone, Wen Liang.

Wen Liang was so shocked that he immediately hung up.

Even after his phone went black, his heart was still beating rapidly.

Damn it! She should have long expected that if she were to chat with Zhifei Jr., she would very likely bump into Qi Ye …

Wen Liang put down his phone and calmed his pounding heart.

The phone on the table suddenly vibrated.

Wen Liang opened his WeChat, and saw a message from Qi Zhifei. It was obviously from Qi Ye's tone.

When will you be home? he asked her.

His tone was just like a good man who often waited for his wife to come home. It was clearly a very warm greeting, but why did it make Wen Liang feel cold all over?

She quickly shook her head and tossed aside those random thoughts. Just as she was about to exit WeChat, she saw a message from the Mr. Night: "We've arrived at our destination?"

Wen Liang, who was going to quit WeChat, hesitated for a few seconds. Then, he quickly pressed down on the keyboard: "Has Mr. Night not slept yet?"

This time, Qi Ye replied very quickly: "It seems like the attack you suggested last time was ineffective."

Wen Liang: "?"

"Last time, you said that the way to pursue your ex-wife was to buy two, pick up three hugs, and kiss her if you don't agree with her. "But the effect doesn't seem to be that significant."

She wanted to ask him if he really did that, but she felt that asking this question was all nonsense, so Wen Liang deleted the words he had just written and replied, "Didn't Mr. Night say last time that he brought his ex-wife back to the Jin Nan Hao Yuan to live with?"

Otherwise, Little Zhifei would not have been left in Qi Ye's home by him.

Qi Ye replied, "Maybe the forceful kiss scared her."

"Is it very intense?" When Wen Liang finished writing, he immediately sent it. These words were not even in his brain, it was just gossip.

Therefore, two seconds after he sent out the shot, Wen Liang quickly retreated. He wanted to pretend that nothing had happened and apologize, saying that he was just spouting nonsense.

However, before the four words' Sorry 'could be typed in fully, the other side immediately replied with a WeChat message.

He said, "I saw what you just withdrew."

Wen Liang: "....."

Just as Wen Liang was hesitating as to how he should reply to this Mr Geng, another message was sent to him on WeChat. "Do you want me to describe in detail whether the process is intense or not?"

Mr. Qi, who was holding the phone, laughed sinisterly on the other end of the phone.

Wen Liang quickly replied, "No need." "No need!"

"Is there any other good way?" Qi Ye asked.

Wen Liang didn't think that he would be willing to take the initiative and fall for the trick the second time.

This time, Wen Liang very straightforwardly said, "I feel that the method I come up with is very likely a loss and is not worth a try."

"I really believe in Miss Wen." After Qi Ye sent a warm message.

He then added, "At least Miss Wen's previous attack techniques gave me the chance to cohabit with my ex-wife. Although the cohabitation didn't last for long."

"Excuse me, but did you separated again?"

"It might still be a long distance separation."

Wen Liang: "Then may I be bold to ask, what is the reason for your separation?"

"We did not agree on certain issues." After replying with a simple sentence, Qi Ye asked: "So, does Miss Wen have any other good way to change the mind of my ex-wife?"

"That depends on whether your ex-wife really gave up on you. Women are made of water, that's not a problem. If your ex-wife hasn't completely given up on you, then maybe she's just a block of ice in her heart. As long as you set fire to it, her frozen heart will naturally melt. Of course, if she really gave up, then her heart would have been like the boiling water of Baidu, and she could have cooked you up. "

Actually, what Wen Liang wanted to express was that if the other party still had intentions for him, then he would continue to chase after him! But if the other party really did give up, then Mr. Night would not bother to do so.

The other party's Mr. Night had evidently only grasped onto one important point, and that was: "Then I might have to trouble Miss Wen to tell me how to melt a frozen heart."

How to melt a frozen heart was a really good question. Wen Liang suddenly realized that he had dug a hole and buried himself completely.

So what was she going to do next?

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