My Wife Reigns Supreme

   "Asshole thing, you don't even know what you are doing yourself?" Yan Wendong really wanted to throw the tea cup in front of him onto Yan Lishu's head.

  His three sons belong to Yan Lishu, the most asshole.

  It has been a headache since I was young.

   "I have done a lot of things, I don't know which one you are talking about?" Yan Lishu's nonchalant tone made Yan Wendong jump.

   is almost furious, "What's going on in today's news, where are you illegitimate daughter!"

  When he saw this news, Yan Wendong’s face was as black as coal, and he immediately asked Yan Jianhua to call Yan Lishu back.

   Yan Lishu was helpless, and was called back because of such rumours made out of nothing.

  "Aren’t you always begging me to marry and have children. Now that you have a granddaughter, are you still upset?"

  Yan Lishu thought of last night Qin Mu cunningly called Dad while holding her, and frowned secretly.

  Wait for the next time you meet that little Nizi, you must tie her up and give her a little PP.

  While Qin Mu is Yan Xun’s classmate, Yan Lishu gloomily looked at his nephew.

  As a melon-eating crowd, Yan Xun was very engaged in the theater, eating melons without talking.

  But his third uncle suddenly cast a cold look, and his hand shook in fright, and the watermelon trembled in his palm.

  Forehead began to sweat, why did Sanshu look at him gloomily, and didn't offend him.

  ……

  Happy?

  It’s not bad to be **** off!

   "If your kid really dares to get me an illegitimate girl outside, see if I don't break your leg!"

   "You don't know how many times you have said this, I'm not all good at it!"

"you……"

Seeing that the father and son were about to quarrel, Situ Wan hurriedly took hold of her husband, "Okay, stop arguing. Now reporters like to make up, they must be talking casually. Right, boss?"

   Situ Wan winked at her elder son.

   Yan Jianhua echoed, "Mom is right, Dad, calm down, listen to the third person to explain!"

   Yan Jianhua gave Yan Lishu another wink, and while his mother calmed his father, he quickly lowered his posture, and the matter was over.

Among the three sons of Yan Wendong, Yan Lishu has the most temperament like Yan Wendong.

   "Explain a fart!"

  Father and son are the same violent tempers, the kind who refuse to bow their heads.

   Yan Lishu reluctantly gave out a sentence, "Nothing!"

  ******

  After Cong Yan Lishu became an adult, the number of overnight stays at Yan's house was pitiful.

   Just after Yan Lishu came out of the shower, the door rang.

   Situ Wan came in with a plate of fruit, "I'm ready to take a shower? Just come to eat some fruit!"

   Yan Lishu took the fruit, put it on the cabinet beside it, and walked over to close the door.

   "Hey, I haven't finished speaking yet, what are you closing the door!" Situ Wan stopped the door with her body, and looked at her handsome son with a smile, showing the style of her back then.

   said, "Little San, how is your best time?"

  Yan Lishu frowned and corrected her address, "Mom, don't call me a junior."

   Situ Wan stuck in her waist, shouting loudly, "You were born and raised by me. Can't you even be called by your nickname?"

  "……"

  Yan Lishu put his arms around his chest, leaning against the door frame, "Mom, just speak up if you have something."

   Situ Wan immediately took out a bunch of photos from behind, "Look at if there is something suitable for you, and give me a blind date!"

  In order to get rid of the entanglement of her own mother, Yan Lishu didn't even look at it, and took a photo from it for her.