Strong favor of wealthy family: rumored husband owes training

Old Zhai also looked confused, he shook his head in amazement: "Oh, so deep, so deep! Youyou, you have such skill at a young age, you can win with your grandpa while playing with your mobile phone. I am ashamed to lose to a three-year-old child like you."

Wen Wan frowned and stepped forward to snatch the phone from Youyou's hand, and blamed: "You didn't learn well at a young age, and you also learned to deceive adults. You are opportunistic? You are cheating!"

"Mommy? Why are you back!" Youyou was startled and quickly stood up, pouting guilty.

"Miss, our Youyou is a child prodigy? Why are you still scolding him..." Old Zhai didn't know why, so he stood up and defended.

Wen Wan explained angrily: "What kind of prodigy is he! He downloaded the Go software on his mobile phone and adjusted the difficulty to advanced. Then you make a move, he makes a move on the phone, the computer makes a move, and he makes a move on the board. You say How can you play with the computer!"

Youyou looked down at the ants under her feet, chewing with her small mouth unhappily.

Old Zhai was used to staying in his ancestral house and rarely went out. He didn't understand such advanced things, and still looked at Wen Wan blankly.

"Forget it, anyway, he cheated." Wen Wan took Youyou's hand and dragged him towards Mr. Zhai, "Apologize to Grandpa."

"Master Zhai, I'm sorry." Youyou apologized with her head down.

"It's okay, it's okay, what's the big deal? Let's go, your grandma Liang made us some snacks to eat together." Old Zhai said to pull the child in.

Wen Wan stopped her and said: "Mr. Zhai, go first, I will let him in later."

"Hey! Alright." Old Zhai turned around and left with a rare smile.

"What's wrong, Mommy?" Youyou looked up at Wen Wan.

"I'll take you to meet someone." She smiled, pulled Youyou and turned around to Shen Moling.

Youyou looked up at the man standing there who was not angry and pretentious, with a complex expression, frowned, and said displeasedly: "I know you, you haven't repaid my gift yet."

"What gift?" Wen Wan looked at one big and one small unexpectedly.

Shen Moling suddenly squatted down, put one hand on top of Youyou's head, raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Little devil, I'm your old man."

Youyou raised his eyebrows, the disdainful charm was a bit like him, and he said indifferently: "What is Lao Tzu?"

"..." Wen Wan was extremely embarrassed, but she didn't know how to interrupt.

The father and son looked at each other with the same expression, each with their own thoughts.

This silent atmosphere made Wen Wan very anxious, and her heart was in confusion: What's going on?Why don't you just look at each other?She was also preparing to watch a family drama where the father and son finally met each other, and she had enough tears prepared, but why did these two have such expressions?

"That... he is really your father." Wen Wan was a little anxious, and introduced.

"I don't have a father." Youyou's big round eyes gave Shen Moling a cold look, and turned to look at Wen Wan.

"I didn't have it before, but now you have it, call me Dad!" Shen Moling stood up, with a slightly oppressive tone.

Youyou didn't bother to pay attention to him, took Wen Wan's hand and walked back, telling: "Mommy, don't run around anymore, because your IQ is likely to be deceived."

"Eh? No, Mommy didn't lie to you..." Wen Wan explained halfway through, and couldn't help but look back at Shen Moling in embarrassment.

Seeing that the couple were about to enter the door, he was not polite, and followed in two or three steps with his slender legs.