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Seeing Little Wan's cold face, Wen Yi Fei smiled and came over to hug her.

"Wen Yi Fei, if you say another word, I'll give you up?"

Little Wan angrily kicked away Director Wen, who was sticking close to her.

"As long as you're happy."

Wen Yi Fei's role today seemed to be that of a good gentleman. Even though he was kicked, he wasn't unhappy. On the contrary, he was considerate enough to make a cup of milk tea for Wan'er.

"Wen Yi Fei, I want to break off my engagement. I don't want to film anymore. I want to go back to school."

After drinking a cup of hot milk tea, his heart warmed up and slowly precipitated.

"Fine, I'll help you pay the penalty fee."

Wen Yi Fei's black eyes lingered on Little Wan's face for a few seconds before he said this calmly.

"Is there any way that I don't have to pay the penalty fee?"

Hearing this, Wan'er felt discouraged again. Whether he was willing to pay or not, she had to pay this debt.

"There's no other way. Little Wan, why don't you try to transform from an actor to a singer and adding on your popularity, it should be pretty good. Also, if the records are sold well, you might have the money to pay the penalty fee."

Wen Yifei sat back down at his desk, fiddling with the limited edition Packer Pen.

"Become a singer?"

Wan was intrigued. As a singer, she didn't need to take a pat for months, nor did she need to take a kissing scene. A bedtime scene might be really good.

"Yes, the company will send someone to design your image and write your lyrics. But before that, have you received any similar arts training?"

Wen Yi Fei looked at Wan'er, seemingly a little worried.

"Follow me."

Wan'er's face was brimming with a confident smile. She got up and ran to Wen Yi Fei's side, pulling him to the company's art studio.

When she was young, she had a similar dream. Even though she didn't have the chance, she had paid for it.

There were still some artists training in the art room, so Wan didn't think too much about it.

These days had been too depressing. She walked over to the piano and gently caressed it with her hand, then pressed it a few times.

Although this piano is not the best, but overall, the sound quality is good.

Ever since Xiao Wan appeared holding Wen Yi Fei's hand, the artistes who were undergoing their training were dumbfounded. One by one, they all turned to look at Xiao Wan in unison. Only a few young ladies who were in love peeked at Wen Yi Fei.

Wen Yifei kept his eyes on Wan from the moment she touched the piano to the moment she sat down, his eyes had never once blinked.

Although they had only been together for three days, that woman had given him too many surprises and joys. He had a feeling that today, she would bring him another wave of surprises.

After sitting down, Wan was a little nervous. She hadn't touched the piano since she left the mansion.

Her fingers were trembling a little, but her stubbornness, her self-esteem, did not allow her to shrink back now.

Closing his eyes, he recalled the scene of his mother being by his side.

Mom loved to listen to Chopin's waltz so much that it seemed to be carved into her brain.

Feeling her mother standing by her side, gently encouraging her, gently lifting her finger … It was as if she had returned to a happy childhood. When she was five years old, she had already played this melody very well. Although she hadn't touched the piano for ten years, she wasn't unfamiliar with it.

After dealing with the press conference, Lan Yufeng was about to return to her office when she was dragged to the art room by the newly transferred assistant.

As he stepped out of the elevator, he heard the beautiful melody. His body froze.

Although it had been some time since he'd arrived at the Star King City and people had been playing the zither here every day, it wasn't as attractive as it was today.

The beautiful melody, the warm feeling, conveys happiness and happiness in the air.

With a bit of curiosity, he also arrived at the art studio. Wen Yi Fei was leaning against the door with his eyes closed, listening attentively. There was a moment of surprise.

When he saw the familiar figure in front of the piano, he was even more astonished. He really didn't think that the one playing the piano would be Wan.

Half an hour ago, when Wan left the press conference, he knew that although she wasn't as obvious as she appeared, she was on the verge of exploding in anger.

It had only been half an hour, but she had managed to adjust her mood so quickly. Furthermore … her piano was playing quite well.

Wan'er's hand stopped. The cheerful note was still jumping in the air, and a few seconds later, applause rang out.

"What a surprise."

Lan Yufeng sighed with emotion at Wen Yi Fei's side.

Opening his eyes, Wen Yi Fei's eyes were filled with pride. His woman was naturally extraordinary.

Although Little Wan's zither was very good, and her dancing was not bad, and her voice was not bad, she still needed to train.

While Little Wan was undergoing her vocal training, Wen was also looking for a lyric writer to write words for Little Wan.

The "hidden" incident, after Wang Ying's and Wan's press conference, set off another wave of climax. The public also turned their attention from the artists' bodies to the shameless young master Wen.

However, Wen Jingchen had vanished from the face of the earth, and no one had managed to find him.

Perhaps because there was nothing that attracted the attention of the public recently, the media once again shifted their attention to the main character of the 'undercover' scene. Li Ke and the other female artists either responded in silence or were all led by their agents.

The Star King also responded officially. Wen Jingchen was fired through the board of directors.

Just when all the artists were avoiding her, Wang Ying had used her suicide to push this' hidden door 'out of the' bedside door 'and' moving the flower door 'to the climax.

Before the incident, Wang Ying was being followed by a few entertainment footage, asking her to use her as a code to ask for a higher position.

The next morning, Wang Ying was found by a maid to be taking an overdose of sleeping pills.

"Yi, Wang Ying has already woken up. She once again pushed Wan into the limelight, and when she woke up, she declared to the public that Wan is the third person between her and Wen Jingchen. The media once again fixed their eyes on Wan, and I think it's best for An An to leave for a period of time."

After Lan Yufeng received the first-hand information, she immediately rushed to Wen Yi Fei's office.

Although Wen Yi Fei still hadn't seen his son and they hadn't had any intimate interactions since that day, the child was like a ticking time bomb. Right now, thousands of people were staring at her, ready to expose her at any time.

"Don't tell her yet, go now …" "No, call Shu Zimo and ask him to bring An Ran back to his place for a period of time."

Wen Yi Fei was obviously anxious. Little Wan was currently receiving guidance from a musician, so she didn't want her to know about the news.

"I'll go right now, but on Wang Ying's side, should we send someone to communicate with her? I feel that someone must be planning the whole thing behind her suicide."

Lan Yufeng reminded Wen Yi Fei.

Even though he knew there was a backer behind this, Wen Yi Fei was still a bit caught off guard.

He tried to find a way to let Wan live at the musician's place, and tried to keep it a secret from her, but she found out.

On the third day after Wen Yifei had concealed the truth from Wan, the gossip magazine published the gossip about Wan having an illegitimate child, which was accompanied by a photo.

Fortunately, the photo was not An An, but it also pushed Wan further to the tip of the knife.

At this time, the company decided to release the movie starring Wan Li in advance.

"Yi, we can't control the situation anymore. Little Wan, what do you plan to say?"

Lan Yufeng was in a dilemma as she faced Wen Yi Fei. The media was like a fly that had been sent flying away with a slight fishy smell.

Right now, someone was trying to get to the bottom of this.

The entertainment channel had already found Wan's high school classmate, claiming that she really did have a huge stomach in her third year of high school. One by one, all the rumors and gossip were like atomic bombs that were about to explode.

"How long can I hide it from you? I'll go find the old man."

This was the first time that Wen Yi Fei had taken the initiative to ask for the old man.

Little Wan didn't want to film or sing, but so many things would take her life. He couldn't let his son not have a mother.

He had to block all the information, especially the information from the nightclub, before the crazy entertainment could find it.

Wen Yi Fei from the Wen family's residence rushed into the garden with a furious expression.

"Master, Second Young Master is back."

The middle-aged man who sold Little Wan that year, Uncle Zhong, reported to the old man who was watering the flowers as he saw Wen Yi Fei appear in the garden.

"Let him wait in the study."

The lordmaster was quite calm as the flowers in his hands continued to spray out water in a uniform manner, as if he'd long since predicted that Wen Yifei would appear.

"What was the name of the nightclub where Wan originally worked?"

Wen Yi Fei had never been an obedient person. He stood in front of the old man and asked straightforwardly.

"Little Fei, you fell in love with that little girl?"

The old man was not annoyed. Instead, he looked at Wen Yi Fei with a smile.

"I'm already married. I'm only doing this to protect my son."

Wen Yi Fei said coldly.

"Little Fei, is it really your son?"

Old Master Wen rubbed his hands together before calmly walking to the lounge in the middle of the garden and lying down.

"Shouldn't you be clear?"

When Wen Yi Fei saw the old tutor's attitude, he became even angrier. If it hadn't been for his previous exchange, he wouldn't have ended up with today's results.

"I didn't know you were so stupid that you couldn't use a condom. Uncle Zhong, did you not put it on the table when I told you to?"

The old man laughed at his son.

"Master, let me go, I've got a pack of men, a pack of Dulles, a pack of Jezebel, and a sixth sense …"

Uncle Zhong answered the old man with a flick of his finger. He had put ten brands in a total of ten bags in accordance with the old man's instructions.

"Dog, you clearly know that I hate women, but you deliberately tricked me."

Wen Yifei roared in annoyance.

"Do you really hate women? That night, you were so brave that even a little girl couldn't get off her bed. Uncle Zhong, how many times did Young Master do it that day? "

The old man had a fox-like smile on his face.

"Master, there's a rumor that there's someone doing it seven times a night. The young master was very explosive that night, very impressive, eight times over."

Uncle Zhong answered with a deadpan expression, looking at the old man with a fox-like smile.

Anyone who heard this would laugh out loud, but Wen Yi Fei only had a belly full of fire.

If it wasn't for the fact that he was expected to show up, he would have already punched him, regardless of whether he was his father or not.

"Wen Haoyang, I'm asking you, do you mind?"

Wen Yi Fei restrained himself and shouted at the old man.

"Who cares, but at the same time, there are conditions."

The old master of the Wen family, Wen Haoyang, finally spoke.

"Speak."

Wen Yi Fei's heart was filled with hatred. He thought that his wings were full, and that he would no longer be controlled. He didn't expect that he would still have to be a 'good son'.

"First, call me father. I'll protect your son, so it's only right for me to protect my grandson."

Wen Haoyang smiled proudly.

Although this son was born from his own eyes, he didn't call him father ever since he could speak. This was the pain in his heart.

"And the second?"

Wen Yi Fei gritted his teeth.

"Second?" "Divorce, then get engaged. You don't need to think about that woman anymore. You can play around and be a lover, but you can't enter my Wen family."