President Daddy is too difficult to deal with

Quan Tingmo's eyes became colder and colder, but Ye Wanwan's ridicule did not intend to stop.

"President Quan, you are always suspicious. This is a disease. It's called persecution paranoia. I advise you to find a psychiatrist."

As the words fell, Ye Wanwan tried to open the car door and get out of the car, but found that the car door was locked. She was depressed for a while, so she thumped twice. The pain made her gasp, but her anger subsided Not a lot.

"Clap!"

Just as Ye Wanwan was rubbing the back of her hand, she heard the sound of the lock being unlocked.

this man! !
On purpose, right?
Ye Wanwan turned her head and wanted to stare at Quan Tingmo, but all she saw was Quan Tingmo's tall and straight back.

"A man with a small belly! Hmph!"

Silently complaining, Ye Wanwan also planned to get out of the car, and then gorgeously found that this guy locked the car door again.

A figure of a man shaking the remote control key flashed outside the car window, and Ye Wanwan was speechless.

I have never seen such a naive person.

Having the remote is pretty amazing!
Ye Wanwan couldn't bear it anymore and gave Quan Tingmo a middle finger outside the car window.

Quan Tingmo glanced at the rearview mirror, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, this woman is really noisy!

The little guy was sitting on the sofa in the living room with his head tilted and a lollipop in his mouth. When he saw Quan Tingmo coming in alone, he poked his head out immediately, and his whole body was lying on the sofa with his chin Resting on the back of the sofa, the whole face just formed a small bun, making all the servants in the living room cute.

"Hey, where's Mommy?"

Quan Tingmo stepped forward, pulled the little guy into his arms, sat on the sofa, and rubbed the little guy's soft hair, feeling quite good.

"Your mommy said she needs to calm down and come in later when it's time for dinner."

Quan Tingmo opened his eyes and talked nonsense, while Ye Wanwan had already been rescued by the butler Fu Bo, and just as he walked into the room, he heard Quan Tingmo's words that deserved to be beaten.

Feeling angry, he walked over in two steps and knocked off Quan Tingmo's hand that was still on the little guy's head.

"Take your dirty paws, this is my son's head, you are not allowed to touch it!"

Quan Tingmo glanced at the angry Ye Wanwan, his eyes were slightly cold.

The servants around were all sweating for Ye Wanwan. This Miss Ye is too bold to say dirty paws?
The young master must be angry!

But no one expected that Quan Tingmo just walked past Ye Wanwan sideways and whispered the word "childish".

No tantrums, no coldness.

Yunru, who saw this scene from the stairwell, stared at Ye Wanwan and the little guy with cold eyes, her fingers pinched the doorknob tightly, as if she was going to pick out the wood in the next second.

What the hell is this bitch doing!How dare you treat her young master like this?

Ye Wanwan didn't know anything about Yunru's paranoid hatred, she just felt that Quan Tingmo was inexplicable, and she didn't know who was naive first.

The car is completely closed, if you stay for a while, you will die, okay?

With a lollipop in his mouth, the little guy looked up at the sky helplessly, feeling that his own parents were really incompatible.

His plan seemed difficult to carry out.

I still remember what Luo Yan's godmother said, create opportunities for them.

This appearance can create a ghostly opportunity!
"Miss Ye, young master, get ready for dinner!"

Just when Ye Wanwan was still crazily complaining about Quan Tingmo's stupidity in her heart, Yunru suddenly appeared with a smile on her face.

It seems gentle and close, but for some reason, Ye Wanwan always feels that there are some different emotions in those eyes.

Like, hate...