Mr. He, don't mess around

Chapter 510
But this time, the little guy didn't throw himself into her arms happily like before, but turned his gaze to He Hanchuan who was taking off his coat. He didn't know what he saw, and laughed happily.

"..." Xiang Wan frowned frivolously, feeling a little depressed.

She bathes and plays games with her son every day, but why is her son getting closer to He Hanchuan now?

Although she was a bit jealous, she wanted to see a harmonious family of three. Thinking of the awkward atmosphere in the car, Xiang Wan took a deep breath and decided to take the lead in easing the relationship.

"Han Chuan, it's rare that Hui Yue likes you so much, do you want to hug him?"

He Hanchuan's eyes revealed tenderness, he opened his hands, and was about to hug Yan Bao into his arms, when he saw the little guy deliberately shaking the bell in front of his eyes, imitating him and saying, " Grandmother, uh~ Hurry up."

"..."

In an instant, Xiang Wan's face flushed red, and the nurse and the servants in the living room were all embarrassed, with a smirk on their faces.

Although He Hanchuan stood there expressionless, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, obviously being taken aback by his son's unscrupulous words.

"Stinky boy, it's okay if you don't learn it, but you learn it quickly." He Hanchuan patted Hui Bao's butt hard, with a serious tone.

Seeing this, Xiang Wan hugged Yan Bao in his arms in time to protect him, and reminded intentionally or unintentionally, "How can you rely on the child, the son does not teach the fault of the father."

If I remember correctly, Yan Bao learned this sentence from He Hanchuan on last Sunday. That day, Xiangwan rarely carried the little guy into his room to put him to sleep, but in the middle of the night, He Hanchuan groped her Under the covers, who knew that this little guy wasn't asleep at all, and he was still a good eavesdropper!
Yan Bao looked at their faces, not aware of the seriousness of the problem at all, and kicked his two short legs, lying on Xiang Wan's body, happily showing his two small canine teeth.

"Daddy... scoundrel!" The childish voice resounded clearly in the hall again.

But this time, everyone in the hall was shocked, especially He Hanchuan's handsome face darkened in an instant, his eyes were cold, and the palm hanging beside him was clenched into a fist.

Not only has the son not called him father since he was born, but he even mocked him in public, which is not a good feeling.

The nanny turned pale with fright when she heard his words, and quickly lowered her head to defend, "I'm sorry sir, I really don't know, I have never taught the young master such words."

And He Hanchuan lost even the last ounce of interest, coupled with the sudden memory of Xiang Wan's indifference to him, he pulled his tie a little annoyed, and ordered in a cold voice, "Deduct half a month's salary."

After finishing the order, he threw the suit jacket to the servant, and went upstairs without saying hello to Xiang Wan.

Sensing his indifference, Xiang Wan pursed her red lips tightly, feeling as if she was suppressing a big rock.

"Young madam, sir... what's wrong with him, did you quarrel?" The nanny looked at her face and asked hesitantly.

"It's okay." Xiang Wan forced a smile, and patted Hui Bao's back with his palm, but his thoughts were a little wandering.

The nanny standing aside was also awkward, rubbing her hands cautiously, and kindly persuaded her, "Young Madam, every couple will quarrel, but there is no overnight feud. Marriage needs mutual tolerance and management."

"Thank you." Xiang Wan replied in a deep voice, but after hearing these words, he was still lost in thought.

Could it be that she really lost her temper?

In fact, although He Hanchuan's actions towards Zhong Shaoning were too violent, his original intention was just to avenge himself, and she not only didn't understand, but even got into trouble with him.

Thinking of this, Xiang Wanxin felt guilty. Thinking about it carefully, He Hanchuan has almost held her in his heart and doted on her since he got married, and he has already made up for what he owed him back then.

And why should she bring up the old things again?
After realizing that he was really going too far, Xiang Wan coaxed Hui Bao for a while, and handed him over to the nanny to nurse him, while she went to the kitchen to put on an apron, prepared a series of ingredients herself, and boiled it for a while. A whole pot of corn, carrot and ginseng soup.

After tasting it, she felt that the taste was not bad, so she dared to take out a small bowl and brought it to the upstairs study.

Sure enough, the lights in the study room were still on at this time, and He Hanchuan's voice on the phone could be heard from time to time.

Taking advantage of his phone call, Xiang Wan went back to the bedroom and opened the closet on the bottom floor, and found an unopened gift bag from it.

When I opened the gift box, I found a set of pink bunny girl's erotic lingerie, including a collar and earrings.

Even though Xiangwan had been married for many years, when she saw this set of underwear, her cheeks flushed abnormally.

This suit was a gift from her sister-in-law on her wedding day. At that time, she had large and small scars on her face and body. However, they overestimated He Hanchuan's self-control, and this 'jacket' didn't have any effect.

But it was useless before, but it came in handy today...

No matter, in order to let He Hanchuan calm down, she went all out today!

Fifteen minutes later, Xiang Wan, who was dressed again, came to the study with ginseng soup, and knocked on the door.

"Enter."

After hearing He Hanchuan's answer, Xiang Wan opened the door and walked in. Seeing that the man was still working at the desk, she wisely didn't bother him.

Putting the ginseng soup on the tea table, Xiang Wan casually took a newspaper from the table and flipped through it. Before waiting for him for a while, she heard steady footsteps behind her, step by step, as if stepping into the bottom of her heart .

"Why are you wearing such thick clothes at home?" He Hanchuan sat beside her, staring at her with deep eyes wrapped in a plush coat that reached to his heels, "Are you cold?"

Xiang Wan smiled without answering, closed the newspaper, squeezed the soup cover tightly with her fingers, and asked softly, "Are you done?"

The hot air curled up, and the delicious fragrance in the ginseng soup suddenly hit the nostrils.

"Hmm." He Hanchuan couldn't help but glanced at it, feeling a little dizzy seeing the circle of white soup stains rotating, subconsciously raised his slender fingers and gently rubbed his eyebrows and eyes.

The warm yellow light hit his handsome face, as if casting a faint luster on him.

Looking at him, Xiang Wan couldn't help but feel distressed, so he quickly picked up a small bowl and filled him with ginseng soup, and moved towards him, "Taste it, this is the soup I made for you , you have worked hard recently."

He Hanchuan took the soup bowl, his voice tinged with astonishment, "Did you cook it?"

"Yeah, what's your expression? Do you not believe in my skills?" Xiang Wan pouted, not hiding her displeasure at all.

(End of this chapter)