Mr. Mu's crush is so sweet

When Yan Zi heard that Yan Wen's address had changed, she frowned again.

"Wenwen, I am your biological mother. Now that Yiyi is here, do you have to quarrel with me?"

Yan Wen still looked impatient, and said: "Mrs. Zhan, don't talk nonsense, you don't order me."

Yan Wen picked up the menu and began to order.

Hearing that he was so rude to his mother, Zhan Jun was very businesslike, "Yan Wen, why do you talk to my mother and apologize to my mother!"

Yan Wen didn't want to argue with a child, so he ignored it.

Zhan Jun was ignored and even annoyed, he is the young master of the Zhan family, he is spoiled and given in everywhere, but he, a bastard brother, actually talks to his mother like that.

"Yan Wen, mom wants to care about you when she eats with you, don't be ignorant!"

A ten-year-old boy, pretending to be mature, taught him a lesson.

Yan Wenzhuang didn't even bother to pretend, he picked up his mobile phone to pay, ordered food and threw the menu aside.

"I've paid for this meal. Now my wife and I are living a good life. We don't need someone who doesn't have a good relationship to care about us, and I don't need to care about it either."

With a sullen face, Yan Zi pulled her youngest son to sit down, "Junjun, don't be angry, your brother is old and has his own ideas, let's eat."

Zhan Jun had a childish face, "No matter how big your thoughts are, you can't be so rude to your mother. No wonder you didn't want him back then. He must be disobedient and deserve it!"

"Junjun, don't talk nonsense, that's not the case. Back then, my mother was busy and didn't have time to accompany you brother Wen. It was my mother's fault." Yan Zi said with a sad face.

Holding the teapot, Yan Wen, who was pouring tea, trembled when he heard what Zhan Jun said, and the tea spilled out.

But soon he squeezed the handle of the teapot to calm himself down.

Mu Yi frowned, covered Yan Wen's hand, poured out the tea in the cup, and put down the cup.

There is no child who does not look forward to the love of his mother. When Yan Zi divorced his husband, Yan Wen suffered a lot when he was a child, many things he should not have encountered.

But in the end, Yan Zi got married and had a child, and started a new life, but completely forgot about her Mr. Yan.

Children who are not raised by their parents have to bear everything that those who have parents since childhood cannot understand.

Mu Yi knew the pain and couldn't express it, but her memory was full of thorny thorns.

Mu Yi smiled and said to him; "Mr. Yan, don't be angry, everything you have experienced before made you meet me and let me marry you, so I still want to be grateful for what happened to you before."

Yan Wen's heart softened, and he also raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a bit of a smile.

"Well, don't be angry."

Eating lunch quietly, Mu Yi watched Yan Zi pick up vegetables for Zhan Jun and wipe his mouth, being careful and considerate.

She turned to look at her family's Mr. Yan with a stern face, and she could guess without thinking that Yan Zi had never taken care of him so attentively back then.

Although Mr. Yan is very mature, this scene will bring back unpleasant memories from the past.

She smiled and brought food for him, "Mr. Yan, this is delicious, and you will feel better after eating it."

Yan Wen nodded, and brought her food, Mu Yi smiled and brought other dishes, the two of them had a good time as they came and went.

Yan Zi raised her eyes and looked at the two of them, and said carefully, "Wenwen, have you and Yiyi's wedding date been fixed? You don't have time to go to work, so let me help you. Anyway, I have time now, you, "

Yan Wen was not surprised when he heard her words, on the contrary, he had a feeling that foxes would always show their tails.

Before Zhan Jun said that being a flower girl was just a foreshadowing. If she can hold a wedding, she can become in-laws with the Mu family.

This is not food, but her calculation!

"No need, my own wedding, I can do it myself."

"But you go to work, the time is tight, this,"

"Do it yourself, it will be more ceremonial. It's not annoying to Mrs. Zhan. You are also working hard to take care of the children. How dare you trouble yourself. If you want to help, just pay for it."

"Wenwen, mom also wants to help you. I couldn't do much for you before, so you just give mom a chance."

Yan Wen laughed, "Mrs. Zhan, did you forget something?"