President Daddy is too difficult to deal with

When Ye Wanwan returned to Quan's house, the little guy seemed to have been waiting at the door for a long time. He squatted on the stairs and looked at the ground with his head raised. He only raised his head when he heard the movement.

Ye Wanwan who saw getting off the car ran over quickly and plunged into her arms.

"Mummy, you are the best in An'an's heart."

Ye Wanwan curled her lips into a smile, and the resentment along the way seemed to have dissipated a lot at this moment.

Whatever game it is!

Holding Ye An'an in her arms, she walked into the room.

The little guy was worried that Mummy would be sad at night, so he coquettishly laid in Ye Wanwan's arms and went to sleep with her in her room.

Ye Wanwan couldn't resist, so she carried the little guy to her room, took a shower, dried her hair, and then lay on the bed to rest.

Ye Anan kept making her happy on the bed, telling all kinds of jokes, and made up some endless stories to lull Ye Wanwan to sleep, which made her dumbfounded.

"Mommy, I think your paintings are the best. You don't even know that you look so good when you stand on the stage today."

Ye An'an was lying in Ye Wanwan's arms, with one hand half-raised to support his little head, his big blinking eyes seemed to be shining, and he spoke affectionately about his mood watching the game today.

"Did that dress come from my godmother? It's so beautiful!"

"Mum, why do people always find other aunts, and you want to go up by yourself?"

"Mum, can you show An An the necklace you are wearing tomorrow?"

The little guy's mouth seemed to have endless words to say, and after talking endlessly all night, most of Ye Wanwan's boredom disappeared, and he suddenly felt sleepy.

When Ye Wanwan couldn't help falling asleep, Ye Anan wasn't sleepy at all. He had one more thing to do tonight.

He wants to wait for his father to come back and teach him a lesson!

To actually choose that woman instead of Mommy at the last moment was a heinous crime. The score that was originally given to him in his heart was immediately reduced to a negative number, and he clenched his fists tightly and stared out the window.

It wasn't until twelve o'clock in the middle of the night that the familiar sound of the engine came from downstairs. Ye Anan got off the bed lightly and ran downstairs just in time to bump into Quan Tingmo.

Quan Tingmo was only wearing a white shirt, the sleeves were rolled up to reveal his sharp arms, his suit was casually put aside, his eyes were a little distracted, and there was a faint smell of alcohol on his body.

When he saw the little guy rushing in front of him, he was still in a daze. He didn't wake up until Ye An'an's voice sounded in his ears.

"Why didn't you choose Mommy today? His works are obviously beautiful for some woman."

Ye An'an stood in front of Quan Tingmo with her hips crossed, her eyes were slightly red, her face was bulging, and she asked complainingly.

Quan Tingmo looked at the child who was standing in front of him asking questions, but said nothing.

After a long time, he said: "An'an, it's late, go to sleep."

As soon as the words fell, I saw the little guy rushing towards him like a cloud of wind, beating his stomach mercilessly with his fists.

The little guy had a lot of strength, Quan Tingmo's eyes changed, and some anger appeared on his face, but he didn't move to stop it.

Wait until the little guy has finished venting, and leave a sentence.

"You are no longer my right daddy"

Then he staggered and ran upstairs, stood at Ye Wanwan's doorway and gasped for a long time, waited for his breath to calm down, then carefully climbed onto the bed again, and hugged Ye Wanwan.