The crimson rich family, the petite wife makes you addicted!

Shen Mohan on the side frowned, as if he was dissatisfied with Su Cen's reluctant tone, what is meant by 'Dad, he actually likes Yangyang', he obviously loves him very much, that's his son, okay?But looking at the little guy's eyes, he was a little nervous, and forgot how to get along with a two-year-old child, and didn't even know what to say for a while.

'Dad, Dad' Yang Yang tilted his head and pouted his mouth, looking at the villain in front of him who rubbed his head just now, he couldn't connect with his imaginary father at all.Sniffing, she complained to her mother as if she was about to cry: "He...he touched my head just now, I don't like him!"

When the matter of touching his head was brought up, Shen Mohan became furious. Damn it, Lin Zicong, a man who can't beat it, can touch it, but his own father can't touch it?

Shen Mohan always felt that boys should be educated strictly, so he stretched out his hand to touch him again, but Su Cen gave him a hard look, and he immediately withdrew his hand, and when he reacted, he scolded himself for being useless in his heart.

The majestic president of the creation of the world has fallen to such a point, it is really a living reward for the world!

Su Cen took out a tissue from the side, wiped Yang Yang's sticky little mouth, and put on a straight face: "Children can't be so rude."

"Mummy...but...but" being reprimanded by his mother, the little guy felt aggrieved the more he thought about it, and said with a flattened mouth, "Aunt Chen clearly said that Uncle Lin would be my father..."

Su Cen stroked her forehead with a headache. She never told Aunt Chen that she escaped with her child without telling her ex-husband, so Aunt Chen always thought that Su Cen was divorced and lived alone with her child, and because she witnessed During the whole process of Lin Zicong's pursuit and beating, he always advised Su Cen to find a good man and remarry while he was still young.

In Aunt Chen's eyes, Lin Zicong is definitely a first-class good man.

But Su Cen really didn't call him. She was completely insulated from men like Shen Mohan, and she didn't have the heart to find her other half in the past two years.

Of course she is not as naive as two years ago now, and she will not try to use Lin Zicong to provoke Shen Mohan, so she can only calmly say to Yang Yang: "Baby, Dad is Dad, it is different from Uncle Lin."

The little guy looked at the cheap dad who suddenly appeared in front of him, and suddenly wanted to cry. The dad in his mind was like Uncle Lin!

This dad looks so fierce, he doesn't even smile, he will definitely spank his ass in the future!Thinking of this, the little guy couldn't help but flinch.

Su Cen glanced at his son, finally sighed, touched his smiling head, and stood up.

After leaving the room, she said to Shen Mohan: "Look, the child has no impression of you at all."

Shen Mohan was not so angry at first, but when he heard his son say that he hates him, not only that, but he also said something about Uncle Lin, that Uncle Lin would kiss him whenever he asked, and under the impact of such a strong contrast, he was about to collapse up.

Now that Su Cen said this fact lightly, he felt even more intolerable.

Taking a deep breath, suppressing the anger in his heart, he gritted his teeth and asked, "Su Cen, according to you, is this still my fault?"

"That's not what I meant," Su Cen explained as calmly as possible, "I'm just stating the facts."

Shen Mohan smiled: "You took the child away for two years, and now the child doesn't know me as a father, you say you are just stating the facts?"

"I don't want to quarrel with you." Su Cen took a step back, rubbing her temples with her fingertips, "We'd better discuss a solution as soon as possible."

"Solution?" Shen Mohan raised his voice unconsciously, "I told you, I'll go back with me in the afternoon. It doesn't matter if the child doesn't know me anymore, the relationship can be cultivated slowly. But you are a wife, this is an indisputable fact! "

As he said that, he had already stretched his arms around Su Cen's waist and held her tightly in his arms.

"Let go!" Su Cen struggled, her face turned red instantly, the child was in the room, Lin Zicong and Aunt Chen were also in the living room, she didn't dare to make too much noise.

Shen Mohan easily grabbed her waving hands, and easily pressed her against the wall, calmly saying, "If you don't come home with me, what else do you want? After two years, the child will leave and cry Dad, Su Cen, you should have had enough trouble, and you should let go of your anger! Can we start to live a good life again?!"

Su Cen felt incredible, and wondered how he could calmly say the words of going back with him.

After struggling a few times, he found that he couldn't break free, so he simply gave up, and just smiled shortly: "Shen Mohan, why don't you understand until now!?"

After a pause, Su Cen lowered his eyes and continued: "I never thought we could start over again. I thought so two years ago, and I think so even more now." He laughed again: "If If I could start over, why did I leave in the first place?"

"Yes..." Shen Mohan sighed suddenly, tightened his big hands around his waist, and then lowered his head to kiss her lips, "Cen'er, I have never understood why you left in the first place... Woolen cloth?"

Su Cen's face became hot, and she turned her head desperately. Finally, Shen Mohan's lips only touched her cheeks.

Use a cold tone to cover up the flustered by his warm breath: "I'm not you, I can't treat everything that happened as if it never happened."

Hearing her words, Shen Mohan became even more angry. He pinched Su Cen's chin and turned her face to look at him, "Why do you have to hold on to the past! I said it was I can't change the past..."

His chest heaved, as if he was trying to suppress his emotions: "Cen'er, I even put up with the incident between you and Nangong Yu, I don't care, what else do you want from me?"

It took Su Cen a while to realize what Shen Mohan meant by "that thing". Just as she figured it out, she laughed, and she looked at him: "Shen Mohan, you don't do that kind of thing very often. ?"

"So you're taking revenge on me this way?"

"I'm not revenge on you," Su Cen smiled lightly, staring into his eyes, as if to hurt him intentionally, "Did you forget? You said that as long as I stay by your side, what should I do?" You accept it all."

Shen Mohan's face was very ugly, and anger rose in his heart, but he was choked by her so that he couldn't speak a word.

The two were still in a stalemate, when suddenly a voice came from behind: "What's for lunch?"

Su Cen turned his head, it was Lin Zicong.

Lin Zicong automatically filtered out Shen Mohan's unfriendly gaze, and explained to Su Cen with a smile: "Auntie Chen is going to go shopping. Just now, Yang Yang told me that he wanted to eat crabs at noon."

"Now is not the season to eat crabs." Su Cen walked over and said to Lin Zicong in a low voice: "Young Master Lin, don't come here to make trouble, can you?"

Lin Zicong didn't realize it at all, and said loudly on purpose: "That's right, why don't I ask the little guy if he can change to other food."

Even without looking behind her, Su Cen could feel Shen Mohan's anger gradually rising. She looked at Lin Zicong helplessly, clasped her hands together, and begged softly, "Lin Zicong, Mr. Lin, I beg you, you Come on, this is messy enough."

Lin Zicong raised his eyebrows, let out a long voice "Oh", and put his hands on Su Cen's shoulders very naturally, but his eyes drifted back, staring at Shen Mohan very provocatively.

Shen Mohan originally had a big temper, and being teased on purpose like this, he immediately turned black and wanted to beat him up, but before he could roll up his sleeves, the door on the other side opened, and Yang Yang poked out a small head. He said to Lin Zicong angrily, "Uncle Lin, are there really no crabs to eat?"

Lin Zicong was even happier, squatting down and said to the little guy: "If Yang Yang really wants to eat, it's fine, but..." Someone took his eyes and started to glance at "Shen Yanjiang!" Before Lin Zicong finished speaking, Su Cen interrupted, her tone was rarely severe, and it was good to call him by his first name, "Go back to my room."

Based on her understanding of Lin Zicong, it is estimated that his next sentence will be something like "It's okay to eat if you want, but Yang Yang has to call Dad to listen".

Yangyang pursed his mouth, tears welling in his eyes, but he knew that his mother was terrible when she was angry, so he sniffed, and entered the room aggrieved. Shen Mohan, who was full of anger, looked at it, and his heart softened.

Hearing Su Cen call out his son's name, he was somewhat happy and thankful in his heart. At least the son didn't change his surname.

"Bang!" The sound of closing the door was loud, and it was obvious that the little guy was venting his dissatisfaction.

In the end, Su Cen talked and talked, and finally persuaded Lin Zicong to leave. Before he left, he said shamelessly: "Then I will come back tomorrow. You and your son don't miss me too much."

Su Cen quickly closed the door, blocking someone's mean laughter from the door.

Shen Mo was so cold that he wished he could rush out and punch him twice, he was a little hesitant to speak when he was under the attack of anger and jealousy, "Su Cen, don't just bring any man home!"

Su Cen was very speechless to his words, and tried to talk to him calmly about the child's affairs: "Kids are like that, you have to get in touch with him more before he is willing to get close to you. If you want to see the child in the future, just come and see it in advance. Just talk to me."

Shen Mohan laughed back in anger, played with the lighter in his hand, and said casually: "Su Cen, didn't you understand what I just said?"

Su Cen pretended not to hear.

"It's fine if you don't go back with me, I'll move here tomorrow!" He narrowed his eyes slightly, Mo Tong squeezed her tightly, and said slowly.

Su Cen was angry: "Shen Mohan, how many times do I need to say this? I won't go back with you, let alone let you live with us. We really can't go back. Now I just want to be peaceful and peaceful." You talk about children's problems, can you stop talking to yourself like this?"

Shen Mohan leaned on the sofa, his movements were indescribably leisurely, his brows were slightly frowned, and he said in a deep voice, "Cen'er, don't force me!"