new wife of the president

Chapter 223

A few weeks later, Wen Yan found a job suitable for her in an insurance company with a comparable ranking to her original company.Meanwhile, she decides to move again.


"Girl Wen, why do you want to move when you live in such a good place?" The old man misses the small apartment where he lived for a while.When Wen Yan said that she was going to move, she felt a little bit reluctant.


"Grandpa, if you want to live with us all the time, you have to get used to Wenyan moving out at every turn." Xiaoyou stuffed her toys into an oversized cardboard box, then turned around and said to the old man.


"Utility to move?" What kind of habit is this? "Why do you have to get used to it?"


Xiaoyou glanced at the old man's gentle face with apologetic expression, shrugged and said, "Because we move four or five times a year on average, if you are not used to it, you will go crazy."


"Huh?! Move four, four or five times?" The old man's eyeballs rolled around quickly, and the answer quickly came to his mind.


"Girl Wen, are you hiding from someone by moving so frequently?"


Wen Yan, who was guessed, froze for a moment, then nodded.


Although Yan Yuqing didn't come to her again during this period, it didn't mean he wouldn't come again in the future.So in order to avoid the troubles caused by meeting again, it is better for her to move elsewhere.Although I don't know if I will be found by then, maybe I can hide for several years like before?

Wow, are you really hiding from people?The old man frowned.I thought that the person this girl wanted to hide from must be that bad-mouthed bastard Fan Jiyang.But how can this work?He still tried every means to match two people together to abduct Xiaoyou back to Fan's house. If Wen girl is dodging like this, is there any hope for the two of them to be together?

Even though he thought so in his heart, the old man still didn't say it.Two days later, Wen Yan moved her family to an apartment near the company where she works.


"Dad, I went to work, I bought a ready-made breakfast and put it on the dining table."


This is the note left by Wen Yan that the old man and Xiaoyou found on the dining table after they woke up.


"Grandpa, aren't you happy that we're moving?"


"Huh?" The old man squinted at him and asked curiously, "How do you know that Grandpa is unhappy?"


"Of course, I'm not blind. Grandpa frowns so tightly every day. You don't need to think about it to know that Grandpa has something on his mind."


"Heh, baby is really observant. Then do you know why grandpa is unhappy?"


Xiaoyou stared wide-eyed, "Grandpa, I'm very smart, but I'm not a roundworm in Grandpa's stomach, how could I know everything."


"Stinky boy~" The old man pinched his face with a smile, his eyes dimmed again with a smile.


"Xiaoyou, you seem to hate grandpa's son?" Otherwise, he wouldn't be calling him a hooligan.


"Grandpa is unhappy because of this?"


"That's right, although Grandpa's son is a bit vile and a bit of a bastard, he is Grandpa's son after all, and he is actually quite nice. Didn't you like him very much at first? Why do you hate him now?" The child My mind is really as changeable as a woman~

Xiaoyou pouted and snorted, "Whoever told him to bully Wen Yan always made Wen Yan cry."


"..." This really left the old man speechless.


"Grandpa, do you still want Wen Yan to marry your son?" Xiaoyou asked.


"Grandpa wants to, but you hate Grandpa's son so much, and Miss Wen doesn't like it. It seems that Grandpa is doomed to be disappointed." The old man sighed with great regret.


"Actually, it's not that Wen Yan doesn't like it." Xiaoyou's words were startling.


"What?" Don't you like it?The old man's eyes lit up and he regained his energy, "Honey, you mean that girl Wen likes grandpa's son?"


"Of course I like it. Wen Yan has already admitted it before. But uncle is such a jerk, it's really not flattering to make Wen Yan cry by saying that."


"Wen Yan likes Fan Jiyang? Why can't I see it?" If she really likes him, she won't move to avoid him.


The old man pondered for a while, then suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he smiled at Xiaoyou, "Honey, since you hate grandpa's son, do you want to punish him?"


"Treat him?" Xiaoyou narrowed his eyes, looked at the grinning old man, then shook his head, "If Grandpa wants Uncle and Wen Yan to have sex again, then forget it. I watched TV and said that men and It's the woman who suffers when a woman has sex with a man. I also remind women not to mess with men. Grandpa's method didn't fix uncle, but it didn't benefit Wen Yan at all. "


"...Uh, grandpa didn't say he wanted them to have sex." What kind of TV did this little guy usually watch.


"Then how are you going to punish uncle?"


"Well... let's talk over breakfast..."


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"Pregnant?!" An unbelievable male voice came from the president's room.A suffocating silence followed.


"Old man, you lied to me, right?" After a long time, Fan Jiyang recovered from the extreme shock, thinking of all the bad deeds of the old man in the past, maybe he lied to himself.


"I lied to you?" The tall old man snorted, and turned to the serious little man beside him, "Baby, tell this bastard if your Wen Yan is pregnant."


"Grandpa..." Xiaoyou hesitated for a moment, Fan Jiyang caught the hesitation in his eyes, and sneered at the old man, "Grandpa, children can't tell lies, his hesitation means something is false."


As soon as the words were finished, Xiaoyou sighed twice like a little adult.


"Grandpa, let me say that he won't believe that Wen Yan is pregnant with his child, right? Some people just dare to do it. Fortunately, I heard Wen Yan said in the morning that she didn't want to keep the child in her belly. Otherwise, she would die." It's really pitiful to come down and have no daddy like me."


"..." Fan Jiyang stared at Xiaoyou, speechless.


No way?With such certainty, is Wen Yan really pregnant?Although he knew how frantic he and Wen Yan were after being drugged that night, he really never thought that Wen Yan would get pregnant because of it.


(End of this chapter)