Don’t Annoy Me, My Ex-Husband!

If it wasn't for Yuan Yao's accident, he would not rush back non-stop. Now he has just arrived at the villa, and he doesn't know anything about what happened today...

Wen Muyan turned around and looked at Yuan Yao.

But when she saw Yuan Yao's face pale, her hair still dripping, she curled up on the bed and trembled.

A trace of distress flashed in Wen Muyan's eyes. He walked to the bed and stared at Yuan Yao: "You need to take a hot bath right now!"

Yuan Yao looked at Wen Muyan with teary eyes and said to herself:

"Wen Qian got off the plane and went directly to Aurora International. He met Xia Mingxiu, and the two of them stayed together for an entire afternoon! Do you know how desperate I was at that time? That kind of feeling, just like I almost lost my education five years ago. Qian is exactly the same, even more broken. I gave birth to him, raised him, and the feelings between us are more than he was in my stomach five years ago..."

Seeing Yuan Yao's horrified look, Wen Muyan felt distressed.

He didn't know this matter.

But for a moment, there was another helpless bitterness flashing under his eyes.

He often thinks that as long as he is sincere, whether it is for Yuan Yao or that little guy, he will one day take the place of the person in their hearts.

Lover, father...

But he was still naive after all.

A lover cannot be replaced, a father, let alone...

The little guy actually ran into Xia Mingxiu as soon as he returned to the country, and the fate between father and son is really amazing.

So, she was afraid that Xia Mingxiu would take Wen Qian away from her when seeing the little guy?

Sighing slightly, she stretched out her hand and rubbed Yuan Yao's damp hair. She was always so sensitive to Wen Qian's things, and it was too much trouble.

"Sorry, this is my fault. Don't worry, you still have me, I won't let Wen Qian leave you!"

Yuan Yao raised her head, her eyes were already red and swollen.

The feeble voice was a little hoarse, "But why do you want him to come back? Why, I am not ready for anything now, he shouldn't go back to China now."

"Sir, the bath water is ready!"

A flash of fortune flashed in Wen Muyan's eyes, and he raised his head and smiled at Yuan Yao.

Said gently towards Yuan Yao:

"You should really take a shower now."

Yuan Yao frowned, clutching Wen Muyan's sleeve and asking, "Tell me, why?"

Wen Muyan looked at her deeply, and then replied after two seconds: "I miss him. I believe you miss him too, and he misses you too."

Doubts flashed in Yuan Yao's eyes, but Wen Muyan no longer gave her a chance to ask questions, and got up from the bed.

"I'll ask two servants to come up and take a bath for you. The doctor is estimated to be coming soon. I'll go see the little guy first."

Hearing Yuan Wenqian, Yuan Yao's eyes flashed with distress.

Wen Muyan naturally saw it in his eyes, stretched out his hand to hook Yuan Yao's old hair on his face behind his ears, and patted lightly, "Don't worry, the little guy is very sensible, he won't blame you."

Yuan Yao said cruelly: "It's useless to blame me! He dare to blame me!!"

Wen Muyan shook his head helplessly, but under his face full of pampering, there was a bit of relief and the bitterness that was always the same.

Why didn't he find out?

In the United Kingdom, Yuan Yao often quarreled with Wen Qian, and didn't treat Wen Qian as a child, caress about him, and doesn't get bored. That appearance is sometimes just like an unreasonable kid.

It's only now that it suddenly dawned on her that her appearance can only be revealed unabashedly in front of the people closest to her...