Lovely wife and cute baby oversized brand

Chapter 267 Cold War 1
Today, I actually escaped because a woman said she wanted to break up.

It's so funny!

For dinner in the evening, Yan Shiting asked the servants of Yan's villa to deliver the meal.

Cheng Yingxuan and her son went out to eat.

After dinner, none of the three spoke, and the atmosphere at home seemed very rigid.

Cheng Yingxuan and Xiaobao went to bed early in the second bedroom and did not go to the master bedroom because Yan Shiting was there.

Yan Shiting lay on the big European-style bed in the master bedroom and stared at the door. He hadn't seen that dead woman Cheng Yingxuan come in for several hours.

It seemed that she really didn't intend to sleep in the same bed with him.

Getting up angrily, he went to open the door of the second bedroom, only to find that the door was locked from the inside.

He frowned, and according to his temper, he could kick open the door with one kick, thinking that Xiaobao was inside... In order not to scare the children, he resisted the urge to kick the door, "Cheng Yingxuan!" said.

"I'm asleep, and I have nothing to say to you. Mr. Yan should move out of my house early." Her cold words came from the second bedroom.

Since she doesn't plan to be together, she is not interested in asking if Luo Mengna has slept with him.

"Cheng Yingxuan, come out!" His voice was cold with arrogance.

The woman inside the door stopped responding.

His face suddenly turned black into charcoal.

After a while, Xiao Bao, who was lying in his mother's arms, heard no movement outside the door, so he asked in a low voice, "Mom, is he gone?"

"Maybe go back to the master bedroom." She kissed Xiaobao on the forehead.

"Mom, I can't sleep, will he barge in and beat someone?" Actually, he was afraid that Uncle Yan would kill someone.

Cheng Yingxuan's body froze, "Baby, you have to believe that Mommy has the ability to protect you and won't let anyone hurt you. Neither can Yan Shiting. Go to sleep." If he really dares to kick the door, don't blame her for not hiding her strength. Abolish him.

Thinking of Mu Yufeng's fight with him, they could only end in a tie, Yan Shiting's skills are deeply hidden.

She wasn't sure if she could win the fight, at least she wouldn't give him good results!
There was no movement outside the door, and the heavy male footsteps gradually faded away. Judging from the direction, he should have returned to the master bedroom.

At seven o'clock the next morning, when Cheng Yingxuan and Xiaobao opened the door, they had already washed and changed their clothes in the bathroom of the bedroom, and Xiaobao was carrying a cartoon bear schoolbag.

Yan Shiting was reading the newspaper in the living room, and looked at the mother and son with a cold face.

Both of them didn't even look at him, they just walked out the door as if he was nothing.

He was so angry that he slapped the newspaper on the coffee table instantly, making a loud noise.

I don't know if the tea table is broken or not.

No matter how loud the noise was, the mother and son went straight into the elevator as if they hadn't heard it.

Just as the elevator door was about to close, Yan Shiting stretched out his hand to block it, and the door opened again. He walked in with a tall and tall body in a well-fitted suit.

The elevator went all the way down. In the small space, the atmosphere was very cold and depressingly frozen.

A few more neighbors entered in the middle, probably because Yan Shiting's sense of oppression was too strong, the elevator stopped on the tenth floor, and some neighbors didn't even come in.

After leaving the unit building, Yan Shiting glared at Cheng Yingxuan and directly took Xiaobao into her personal car.

He looked at Xiaobao's small body, this bastard, since he and Cheng Yingxuan had a 'fall out' yesterday, he hasn't even said a word to him, not even called 'Uncle Yan'.

Several times, I wanted to take the initiative to talk to Xiaobao, but found that the little guy had a cold and tender face, with the words 'Keep away from strangers' written on his face.

　Babies, put this book on the shelf, can I get your tickets for my blown kiss?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)