Chapter 10

Mu Xiyan originally planned to have dinner with Wu Qing, but suddenly Wu Qing has something to do at home and can only wait for time to get together.

The two separated on the road. Mu Xiyan was about to drive home, but unexpectedly, her skirt was caught again.

"Mom!"

As soon as she heard this address, Mu Xiyan's head flashed over the face of the little guy that she saw at noon, but then she thought of the man. She was sweating under the sun.

"Mom, hold it!"

This time, the voice of the little guy is obviously bigger. Mu Xiyan can't even pretend to be unable to hear.

"Every day, why are you here, dad?"

"Dad's not here. I'm lost."

“……”

After calling Yan Chen twice, Mu Xiyan has no way but to take the little guy back to his home.

"Mom, you don't look at Dad as if he can fight with anyone. In fact, he is rich. If you can get rid of him, our money will be all yours."

Combining with Yan Chen's evaluation of Mu Xiyan every day, he said what he thought was quite convincing.

Sell father sell without hesitation.

"What's more, I heard that mom makes clothes, and my dad's job is to make clothes and sell clothes. If you live with us, you will sell more clothes and earn more money, and then mom will be more happy..."

Looking at the little guy a pair of "loose money boy" appearance, Mu Xiyan really pinched a sweat for his father.

At this time, the doorbell rang, and Mu Xiyan looked at the man standing at the door, only felt headache and helpless.

But Yan Chen just glanced at her coldly, and then through her, looked into the room, desperately trying to shrink his son.

"Every day, gone."

Every day I would like to find a crack to drill in, so that Yan Chen can't see, and his attitude is very obvious.

Looking at his son's dodgy eyes and his twisted little butt, Yan Chen finally put down his anger and tried to make his tone gentle.

"Every day, we go home..."

"I don't, this is my home, where there is a mother is home."

The little guy's attitude is very firm, the tone is very affirmative, but also let Yan Chen's face sink down.

"Yan Zihang, you need to understand that I'm not talking to you. I'm notifying you."

Yan Chen said, directly strode in, came to the front of the sofa, a hug, every day to go out.

"I don't want to, I don't want to go, I want my mother Wow... "

Seeing this every day, Yan Chen felt bad.

From childhood to adulthood, it can be said that it is rare to cry every day, not to mention crying so loud. It can be described as tragic.

"I want my mother, Wuwu..."

Listening to the tearing heart and lung crying every day, Mu Xiyan's heart seems to be grasped by an invisible big hand, rubbing, bursts of pantothenic pain.

"Or You'll sit here for a while and go after dinner? "

Finally put down, the little guy immediately pedals two small short legs, straight to Mu Xiyan.

But before he could run out, he was caught by Yan Chen again.

"Stop! Don't cry!"

"I don't, I want mom Wow... "

Looking at the sad appearance of the little guy, it's really heartache. Mu Xiyan is extremely soft hearted, so she goes quickly.

"What are you doing? He's still so young. It's not normal for him to find his mother."

Said the little guy to one side, quietly coax.

"And in what capacity are you talking to me about parenting?"

What qualifications does a woman who throws away her newly born child have to talk to him about the education of children here?

"I really have no qualifications, but he is a child, you are so authoritarian, he can not fight against you, in addition to crying, what else?"

Mu Xiyan wants to reach out to hold every day, but before her hand touches the child's body, her wrist is held by a big hand, and her whole body is pulled back.

"He has never cried so much when he is in trouble. It is because you have tolerated him again and again. What will he do in the future? Is it difficult to solve all dissatisfaction by crying? "

Maybe it's because he knows from his heart that Mu Xiyan is his son's mother. Maybe Yan Chen himself has not found out that he can't help but put her in the position of a mother and try to persuade her in his own way.

Staring at Yan Chen's eyes, although she knew that this man was not a good character to be provoked, she did not feel afraid at this time, and was full of the aggrieved and stubborn little face every day.

"Crying can't solve the problem, but you don't give him a choice to solve it, do you? He only thinks his own point of view is right. Have you asked him how to solve it? Even cry to vent the right to be upset in the heart? How can there be such a tyrannical father like you in the world"What a coincidence. I wonder how there is such a cruel mother like you in the world!"