Ex-wife strategy: Mr. Fu wants to spoil me

concession?

When had he ever given in? How could he have the nerve to say this?

Zhuang Wan suddenly didn't know how to communicate with this kind of man. He was authoritarian, self-centered, talking to himself, and completely ignored her feelings.

Her face turned pale instantly, but since Xie Buyan was outside, she couldn't scold him too loudly, so she could only respond with emotion and reason.

"You specially brought Buyan here to go to kindergarten, and now you have to take him back. Have you ever thought about his feelings? Or is it your own feelings that are most important in Mr. Xie's life?"

Xie Feng lowered his eyelashes and touched the cold expression on her face. He pulled his lips and smiled, giving up on himself and saying, "No matter what I do, you will never like me."

He let go and continued to fry the things in the pan.

Zhuang Wan looked at his back with a consulting tone.

"I don't want to go to the Imperial Capital. I don't know what Mr. Xie means. I'm not confident enough that you can like me. With your status, what kind of woman do you want?"

Xie Feng put the bread and omelettes on the plate, his tone was very calm, revealing a greater sense of self-abasement.

"Wanwan, I only want you."

Zhuang Wan was suddenly bitten by something on the tip of his heart. It hurt, and he even felt a little panicked.

She took a step back and her face turned cold.

Xie Feng walked out with the tray and said to her, "Come out to eat. We will set off after eating."

Xie Buyan sat on the chair, looking at Xie Feng for a while and then at Zhuang Wan.

He was very keen and immediately noticed that the two of them might be arguing. His eyes suddenly turned red and he silently lowered his head to use the knife and fork.

While eating the bread, tears fell down.

His tears are always silent, and with his pretty face like a little prince, he always makes people feel heartbroken easily.

Zhuang Wan was a little flustered and asked quickly.

"No words, what's wrong? Doesn't your daddy's cooking taste delicious?"

Xie Buyan shook his head, still eating obediently, but more and more tears were flowing.

Seeing her cry, Zhuang Wan felt more hurt than himself, an indescribable feeling.

She quickly sat over, took a tissue from the side, and wiped it gently on his cheek. "What is that? Why are you crying suddenly?"

Xie Buyan slowly put down his knife and fork and looked at him with wet eyes.

Zhuang Wan knew that this child didn't like to communicate with others. He was always alone at school and was quiet even when he was about to faint from a fever.

She sighed momentarily, softening her tone.

"If you are unhappy, you can tell me."

"Teacher, no, quarrel."

It turns out that the child has noticed that the relationship between her and Xie Feng is not good.

Zhuang Wan looked at Xie Feng. Xie Feng, who was supposed to be comforting, was sitting opposite him now, saying nothing, as if it was not his son who was crying.

Zhuang Wan felt angry instantly. The child was crying like this, but he could still eat it. Is this how he took care of her?

"I didn't quarrel with your dad, I just have some disagreements with him."

"No, quarrel."

Xie Buyan still repeated these three words, carefully raised his hand and grabbed her sleeve.

His eyes were too clean, as pitiful as a deer's.

Zhuang Wan wanted to say a few more words to Xie Feng, but now he couldn't say anything.

Xie Feng is a psycho, but Xie Buyan is really cute.

She opened her mouth and finally it became.

"It's not noisy. If you don't say anything, just eat well. I'm definitely not noisy. Be good."

Xie Buyan nodded his head, the tip of his nose was red.

"Don't make any noise, teacher."

Zhuang Wan's heart felt a little sour, and she raised her hand and patted his head gently. (End of chapter)