Paranoid!Crazy batch!The real daughter is a black lotus

Chapter 261 Extra (Meng Nanxi) 3
It was daylight and Meng Nanxi had a day off. The two children had gone downstairs to go to school. Wen Fan was sitting on the sofa, looking down at the computer processing work.

His brows were furrowed into the character "Chuan", which seemed quite troublesome.

Meng Nanxi walked to the dining table, poured the milk, and made breakfast according to her preference. She reached out to pick up the milk, which was still warm, and took a sip. She glanced at the man on the sofa from the corner of her eye.

He walked over and stood behind him, resting his elbows on the sofa with a lazy attitude: "Mr. Wen, you are frowning so tightly, are you encountering something difficult?"

Wen Fan looked up at her with a gentle smile: "No, I'm looking at the teacher for Nian Gao. He wants a better teacher, and now he knows everything the teacher teaches."

Meng Nanxi was stunned, and her eyes dropped to the computer, which contained information about famous teachers.

"What do you think of inviting the teacher who taught me back then?" Wen Fan slid the mouse with his fingertips to bring up the information: "He is now a teacher in Xiaoyingdi, and he teaches what Nian Gao likes.

Or you can give Nian Gao a test. Shengzhe Elementary School also has a grade-skipping test, how about that? "

Meng Nanxi asked expressionlessly: "Did Nian Gao think about it?"

"Well, he said before going to bed last night that he wanted to skip a grade or hire a tutor. What he learned in school can only be regarded as a review."

Meng Nanxi raised her head and drank all the milk in the glass: "You decide."

Wen Fan watched her walk back to the dining table to eat. From this angle, she seemed a little disappointed. Did he think too much?

Wen Fan put down his computer and walked over and sat across from her: "What's wrong? I don't feel happy."

"You're overthinking, it's nothing." After Meng Nanxi finished speaking, the cell phone in her hand rang. When she saw the phone number, she couldn't help but roll her eyes and connected it with her fingertips.

A woman's slightly serious voice came from the mobile phone: "Ms. Meng, when will my son come back?"

"Auntie, should you ask your son about this? He just works for me. I don't have the power to control his whereabouts." Meng Nanxi took a bite of bread and said casually.

Seeing this, Wen Fan skillfully opened a side of chocolate sauce and placed it next to her.

Meng Nanxi naturally picked up a spoon and started to spread it.

The woman on the other end of the phone seemed a little angry: "My son has been pampered and pampered, and it's outrageous to work for you. Shouldn't you reflect on why?

Miss Meng, we are both a woman and a mother. If your son has been entangled with a woman and refuses to go home, how would you feel? "

"That's his own business. He brings it about himself, good or bad. What do I need to think about?" Meng Nanxi put the spoon on the plate and looked at it calmly: "Of course, aunt, I still need to explain what you said. The entanglement mentioned does not exist at all.
He doesn't want to go home. It's you who should reflect. What does it have to do with me? I just feel sorry for him and keep him in the store. If he wants to leave at any time, I will never stay. "

"Meng Nanxi!"

The person on the other side was completely annoyed, and raised his voice, trying to break through the screen to teach her a lesson: "Why did he stay with you? If it was really because he didn't want to get married, why should I call you again and again?
Or is it that you, a person with a lot of love, still can't see a man's intentions? "

Meng Nanxi: "So? You see, what does it have to do with me? Did I force him? Or did I drug him?"

"Don't act like it's none of your business. If you want to enter the Pei family, even if you and Miss Shen are friends! You'd better tell my son clearly as soon as possible, otherwise I won't let you go, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, Wen Fan took the phone and interrupted directly: "Madam, you have already constituted a threat. What you just said is that you have overthought one thing. She will not enter Pei's house. Instead of wasting her time here, It’s time to go talk to your son.”

The woman opposite was confused for a moment: "Who are you?"

Wen Fan: "My surname is Wen, and my single name is Yifan. I am Miss Shen's eldest brother as you call me.
The Wen family that I have been talking to your company about recently is also mine, but there will probably be no follow-up in the future. After all, no one wants to be friends with the family of their love rival, are you right? ""What? you."

Wen Fan interrupted again: "By the way, I need to remind you that from the moment the phone was connected, everything you said has been recorded. If anything goes wrong with Nan Xi in the future, you will be the first suspect. People, including the entire Pei family.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he hung up the phone, blocked it, put it back on the table, raised his eyes, and met Meng Nanxi's eyes.

Meng Nanxi raised her eyebrows, leaning back on the chair, with a faint smile in her eyes: "Mr. Wen lies like this without even blinking. Does your family know?"

"I didn't lie, it was indeed recorded." Wen Fan raised his finger and pointed at the camera in the corner: "Her voice is quite loud."

Meng Nanxi glanced at the camera, fell into silence, and forgot about this.

Wen Fan took a step closer to her: "So her son is the barista?"

Meng Nanxi hummed slightly and continued eating.

"Do you need my help?"

Meng Nanxi raised her head, her eyes playful: "How do you want to help, Mr. Wen?"

Wen Fan opened his arms, put one hand on the table and the other on the back of the chair behind her, leaned down, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "It depends, will you let it go?"

From this distance, Meng Nanxi could clearly see herself reflected in Wen Fan's pupils. She had to admit that except for the different pupil color, these eyes were quite similar to Shen Zhen's.

Especially the slightly fierce look at this moment.

She couldn't help raising her hand and gently attached it: "What if I say, I'm not willing to let it go?"

Wen Fan turned his pupils and placed them on her palm: "Then don't move. I'll listen to you."

"So obedient?" Meng Nanxi retracted her hand and folded her hands on her chest: "You also heard what the man said just now. You may not be the only man I have a lot of love for."

"You also said it was possible." Wen Fan kept his movements unchanged: "Besides, what does the past have to do with the present? We are all adults."

Hearing this, Meng Nanxi covered her mouth and chuckled: "That's so generous." After saying that, she reached out and pushed him away, stood up and walked upstairs.

Wen Fan glanced at the breakfast: "Don't you want to eat?"

Meng Nanxi didn't answer and went straight back to the room.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Wen Fan turned around and cleared the dining table.

At 5:30 in the afternoon, Wen Fan picked up his children from school. Meng Nanxi sat cross-legged on the sofa and ate fruit. She glanced at the two children but made no other move.

Nuomi ran over and said, "Mommy, what are you eating? I want to eat too."

Hearing this, Meng Nanxi lifted the fruit plate and stood up: "Go to your father Wen, this is mine."

After saying that, he went upstairs without looking back. Nuomi stood there with confusion written all over her little face.