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The expression in Wen Yiyan's eyes changed as he spoke coldly, "The current situation is something that you should have predicted when you made your decision, mother."

Liu Jiamin sighed, and earnestly advised Wen Yiyan.

"Little Xing doesn't know about that matter, don't blame her!"

Wen Yiyan coldly snorted.

"Just take care of yourself."

Liu Jiamin pursed his lips.

She saw that there were some wrinkles on the shirt on Wen Yiyan's shoulder and wanted to help him smooth it over.

Liu Jiamin still wanted to say something, but hearing Fan Xing's footsteps coming out from the kitchen, he gave up.

After chatting for a while, Fan Xing saw Liu Jiamin downstairs.

In front of the black car, Liu Jiamin stopped.

She once again placed Fan Xing's hand into her own and caressed it, speaking sincerely: "Xiao Xing, our family's words are indeed a little boring, but he's far more sincere. If he doesn't do anything well, don't blame him."

Fan Xing nodded heavily.

"Yeah, I know. He cares a lot about me so he'll pay attention to a lot of small details."

Liu Jiamin smiled in gratitude, and indicated for Fan Xing to get closer, before she opened her hand to cover her mouth, "Hurry up and let me carry this grandson of yours."

Then, she looked at Fan Xing who still had not recovered from his shock, and heavily patted his shoulders while winking at him.

Fan Xing, "..."

Maybe Grandma doesn't know that Wen Yiyan did not mention it …

Fan Xing's eyes moved, following that, he smiled and revealed a natural smile, and made a hand gesture to cheer.

"Yes, we will do our best."

She will work hard to cure Wen Yiyan!

After returning home, Fan Xing changed into soft slippers, walked to Wen Yiyan who was looking at a computer, and snapped his fingers: "Hubby, do you want to watch a movie together?"

Wen Yiyan was still looking at the computer screen, and asked indifferently: What movie do you want to watch?

"It's obviously an action movie that suits us all!" Fan Xing gestured a bit, and then smiled sinisterly.

Wen Yiyan looked up and glanced at Fan Xing.

"I won't."

Didn't they say that men are creatures that think about the lower half of their body?

How come her husband's self-control was so high, he really couldn't be measured using normal people's thinking.

Fan Xing blinked and said: "It's a joke, I just want you to watch a movie about depression with me."

In order to better treat Ms. Luo, she wants to refer to the case of a movie that is highly refined from life and most intuitively presented.

"Alright."

When Fan Xing, who was prepared to watch the movie by himself, heard this definite reply, he became so happy that he started to laugh out loud.

After arriving at the living room, Fan Xing sat on the sofa next to Wen Yiyan.

She sat down and leaned back. It was so comfortable, but she didn't realize that Wen Yiyan had put the pillow by his side behind her.

"What's the title?" Wen Yiyan asked as he placed his finger on the wireless keyboard.

Fan Xing winked at him. "Husband is depressed."

Wen Yiyan calmly tapped on the keyboard, ignoring Fan Xing's actions.

How come the million volts she fired didn't have any effect?

To think that she even practiced while looking at herself in the mirror countless times. Even though it didn't seem like Fairy Violet Cloud was able to knock out a precious treasure, she still felt like she could knock out her own …

Well, it looks like I'll have to practice more.

When the search for the movie came to fruition, Wen Yiyan got up and skillfully turned on the home cinema player. He turned off the lights, sat back beside Fan Xing and pressed the start button.

The snow white curtain in the living room started to project a picture, and the owner of the movie gradually appeared in front of Fan Xing and Wen Yiyan's eyes.

Taking the chance before the movie ended, Fan Xing's shoulder slowly approached Wen Yiyan's arm. He caught it, but he did not move away.