President Husband, it's too sweet

Wen Yan said without turning his head: "I went out to play with my friends."

Wen Jianguo scolded angrily: "I only know how to fool around all day long! Can't you be like Si Rui? Do something seriously?"

Wen Sirui was the son of Xia Yuling, a woman Wen Jianguo had raised outside for more than ten years or more, and was about the same age as him.

After his mother passed away, Wen Jianguo took Xia Yuling's mother and son into his home justifiably.

Before Wen Yan's mother passed away, Wen Jianguo was not close to Wen Yan and Wen Yan's mother.

At that time, Wen Yan thought that his father Wen Jianguo was just stern, but when Xia Yuling brought her two children to their home, Wen Jianguo's stern face began to look like a father. smile.

"Husband!" A delicate voice came, and at this moment, Mrs. Wen Xia Yuling, who was over forty years old, came down slowly from upstairs.

She said softly: "Yanyan is still young, don't be so strict, the child needs to be taught well."

Xia Jianguo snorted, "You're still young, look at what he does all day long and what clothes he wears."

"Husband, you will scare the child like this. It is normal for the child to love to play when he grows up, and he will be sensible in the future."

The duo's oboe came again, if Wen Yan was in the past, maybe he would wait patiently for a while.

However, after hearing that conversation last time, Wen Yan no longer wanted to continue watching the play.

"You keep talking, I'm going into the house."

After speaking, regardless of Wen Jianguo's reaction, he ran upstairs quickly.

Downstairs, Wen Jianguo was furious: "Wen Yan, stop!"

Wen Yan closed the door, the dizziness in his head after the hangover still persisted.

Lying on the bed, Wen Yan looked at the phone number in his hand, and recalled that beautiful man in his mind. It was really a good memory. It would be even better if the man didn't provide that special service.

After a while there was a knock on the door, and Xia Yuling said softly, "Yanyan??? Are you free? Your father has something to discuss with you."

Wen Yan lay on the bed, plugging his ears with a pillow.

"Yanyan, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?" Outside the door, Xia Yuling asked in a caring tone.

Xia Yuling's hypocritical appearance outside the house was really disgusting.

"You brat, get out of here!"

"Yanyan, your dad is holding your admission letter in his hand, don't make your dad angry."

This woman is too cunning and knows to use his admission letter to blackmail him. His only hope now is to go to college quickly and move out of this house.

Seeing Wen Yan come out, Xia Yuling's face that couldn't hide the traces of time even though she worked hard to take care of it, showed a look of joy, "Yanyan, you look fine, that's great."

"Oh, really?" Wen Yan looked at the hypocrisy on Xia Yuling's face in front of him, and sneered.

If he hadn't heard the conversation between Xia Linyu and Wen Keshu by chance last time, he would not have known that his father had already sold himself to a potbellied old man under Xia Yuling's instigation for a piece of land. .

If there was any hope for Wen Jianguo before, now there is nothing.

"Of course." Xia Yuling smiled gently.

Looking at Xia Yuling's fake face, Wen Yan sneered, "Of course you don't want anything to happen to me, the price isn't good enough, isn't it, Aunt Xia!"

"Yanyan, what are you talking about?" Xia Yuling pretended not to understand.

"What did I say, don't you know?" Wen Yan was funny and angry, he knew everything, why is this woman still pretending.

Downstairs, Wen Jianguo glared at Wen Yan, "Wen Yan, please be more polite."

"I'm fine. Yanyan is still young, so he should have a temper." Xia Yuling said empathetically.

However, the more understanding Xia Yuling became, the more angry Wen Jianguo's face became, "I can't get used to his bad temper, so I apologize to Aunt Xia."