Ditsy Wife: Mysterious Husband is Unfathomable

Yao Lan had already arrived and hugged him: "What's the matter?"

Sheng Yiting said to Dawei's grandmother: "I have been watching over there. When did you beat your grandson year after year? Everyone around here is watching, and your grandson dared to lie. No one can see it? Taught?"

"You--" Dawei's grandmother gasped, not knowing how to refute.

Dawei was frightened. He didn't expect that Tong Annian's father was different from other people's parents. It seemed that he would be beaten this time, and he started crying louder.

Sheng Yiting turned his head and patted Tong Annian's back, and said softly, "Don't be afraid every year, Dad is here."

"Um..." Tong Annian sniffed and looked at him timidly.

Sheng Yiting looked at Dawei's grandma again: "Your grandson said that my family does not have a father every year. If you don't stop it, let's just follow it?"

"I, how can I be!" Dawei's grandma called.

"I heard it all!"

Dawei's grandma was dumbfounded.

How could he hear it after such a distance?

However, she did say...

In fact, Sheng Yiting didn't hear it, but saw it. He had learned lip language.

At this moment, the little girl who had just been staring at Sheng Yiting and said she was so handsome squeezed in and snorted: "Dawei said every day, but it is annoying, and he cried every year."

Her mother covered her mouth and dragged her away from this place of right and wrong.

Yao Lan was so angry that he said to Dawei's grandma: "No wonder my family doesn't play with your grandson every year. I never thought you were like this!"

"Where did I say wrong?" Dawei's grandma scattered, "He didn't have a father before!"

"Then open your eyes and see clearly, I am his father!" Sheng Yiting shouted, "Whoever bullies him in the future, I will make him look good!"

The surroundings were suddenly silent, no one dared to speak anymore, and then they heard several children crying-all frightened by his loud voice.

Sheng Yiting took a deep breath and turned to look at Tong Annian.

Tong Annian put his arms around Yao Lan's neck and stared at him blankly: Damn, this bad guy is so handsome! It's my dad... My dad is amazing!

Little stars appeared in Tong Annian's eyes.

Sheng Yiting stretched out his hand and touched his head. He came back to his senses and turned his head with a grunt.

Sheng Yiting retreated his hand and said to Yao Lan, "Let's go somewhere else."

Yao Lan nodded, took Tong Annian and walked a few steps, and suddenly had an idea: "Why don't you give Dad every year? Grandma's hands are sore..."

When Tong Annian heard this, he said sensibly: "Then I will go by myself."

Sheng Yiting said sincerely, "Dad can hug you."

Baby Nian gave him a glance, twisted his head in disgust, and whispered to Yao Lan, "Grandma, I can go by myself."

"Okay." Yao Lan could only put him on the ground.

He glanced at Sheng Yiting and ran forward.

He ran all the way, played all the way, and was finally exhausted when he went home.

He hung his small shoulders, and his short legs walked feebly, pulling Yao Lan's hand to act like a baby: "Grandma~ Hug~"

Yao Lan said: "Grandma's hands are sour, let Dad hold her."

The little guy listened, and immediately turned to find Tong Silu: "Auntie——"

"Auntie is also sore." Tong Silu said.

"Woo..." The little guy pouted, "You are bad!"

Bully me!

The little guy bowed his head and walked forward sadly. (To be continued.)