Invincible twin babies: ex-wife is hard to pursue

"The security room found the video and found that Zhen Zhaoyu did it."

Sheng Feiyu knew the opportunity was coming.

"I said, sister Qiao will not copy."

Sheng Quanyu coughed slightly: "this ~ I just found it now. After all, the previous evidence points to her."

"Then why didn't you make it clear to sister Qiao just now?"

Make it clear? Yuyu, you didn't see sister Qiao's face just now.

"There's nothing to say. She looks very natural and unrestrained now. You see, she even has a car now."

Sheng Feiyu tooted his mouth.

Silly dad, if you don't do it again, sister Qiao will be chased away. Today, he listened to Qiao Xiaoqi's complaint one day about how Lin Xuanyi chased his mother.

"Dad, our teacher told me that if you do something wrong, you should have the courage to admit your mistakes. Moreover, sister Qiao likes design, not live broadcasting. Such days will end sooner or later."

Sheng Quanyu heard that his son was absolutely right, but if he explained it himself, maybe Joan would point to her nose and scold

"Yuyu, otherwise... Tell Qiqi for me and let Qiqi transfer the words to Joan."

In Sheng Quanyu's world, the word apology has never appeared.

"Dad." Sheng Feiyu imitated the appearance of an adult. "Sister Qiao not only wants a result, but also wants a sincerity. If you let Qiqi say it, it will show that Shengshi store is bullying the small."

After hearing Sheng Feiyu's words, Sheng Quanyu touched his head.

"It seems that our family Yuyu has really grown up."

Sheng Feiyu once again revealed the pear dimple on his face.

"My father taught me well."

"OK, we'll go to their house."

——

Joan's house.

Because of yesterday's agreement, Joan specially bought food in advance and entertained Lin Xuanyi at home.

Looking at the delicious dishes, Lin Xuanyi rubbed his hands.

"Joanne, your dish is too beautiful."

While frying Jiwei shrimp, Joan said, "Qiqi was very picky when she was young. If the fried dishes don't look good, she won't even look at them. She learned this skill for her."

"Cut." Qiao Xiaoqi stuck out his tongue and exposed, "my mommy is nonsense. She fed me her dishes before they were cooked. If she hadn't been serving dishes in the restaurant for a year, she wouldn't be able to cook at all. It's the master in the restaurant who taught me well."

Hearing this, Lin Xuanyi looked distressed: "your mother and daughter are too poor. Where has his father gone?"

“……”

The air was suddenly quiet.

Uncle squid really can't talk.

"Divorced, my father cheated on other women, and then raped my mommy. Finally, my mommy couldn't stand it and divorced him."

……

Seven seven, your ability to talk nonsense is still true.

Joan doesn't want to explain too much about her past memories. She can't tell others that she has been slept by others, and she doesn't know who the child's father is.

"Eat, eat."

Lin Xuanyi really wants to give himself a few mouths. It's really a pot that doesn't open.

Ding Dong

Then the doorbell rang.

Lin Xuanyi put down his chopsticks and said, "I'll see who's here?"

Click.

Open the door.

The two men looked at each other, and the air was full of sparks.

Zizizi... Burning.

Why is this man here? Joanne, it seems that you are developing very fast.

Sheng Feiyu also felt abnormal. How could this uncle have his figure everywhere.

Lin Xuanyi scratched his head with a smile: "I don't know why the president is here?"

As soon as Joanne heard this tone, she looked at the door.

Sheng Quanyu.

How did he come here? What happened to this man.

Joanne smiled awkwardly, "Sheng Quanyu, what are you doing here?"

“……”

Sheng Quanyu pointed to Sheng Feiyu: "Feiyu said he wanted to see you, but now it seems... I'm afraid your family is a little inconvenient."

"It's okay."

After that, he looked at Sheng Feiyu with a smile.

"Yuyu, come in quickly. I just made braised prawns today. Come in and have a try."

"You?"

Sheng Quanyu frowned. The woman only said "you" instead of "you". It seemed that she was completely excluded from the door.

Sheng Quanyu half bent down and whispered in Sheng Feiyu's ear, "don't talk about it first. I'll see what this woman wants to do?"

"Dad." Sheng Feiyu is a little unhappy.

Sheng Quanyu glanced coldly: "if you say it, you'll never see sister Qiao in your life."

"Oh."

"I did what I said."

Joan looked at the two father and son whispering and began to think.

What the hell are these two people playing?

Sheng Quanyu stood up and said, "Feiyu, you eat here. I'll wait for you in the car."

With that, he didn't even look back and went downstairs.

Joan also wanted to stay with Sheng Quanyu for dinner, but when she thought about it, Lin Xuanyi was specially invited today. They seemed to have a needle to wheat awn, so it's better to avoid collision.

"Yuyu, come in." Joan beckoned Sheng Feiyu to sit down.

Lin Xuanyi touched his little head: "Hey, my little cash cow, why are you Sheng Quanyu's son? With your handsome, you can certainly become the next Cai Xukun."

Sheng Feiyu hid. He hated the man who competed with his father.

Qiao Xiaoqi saw the whole process.

His uncle lollipop was kicked out, and uncle squid got his mother's heart.

Thinking of this, her shrimp peeling slowed down.

"77, you won't have a cold?" Joan touched Qiao Xiaoqi's forehead.

What happened to the child? Usually eat braised prawns will jump. Now it looks like an eggplant beaten by frost.

"No." Qiao Xiaoqi's voice was also weak.

"What's the matter with you? Don't you particularly like braised prawns? "

"Ah?" Qiao Xiaoqi stopped and jumped down from the stool feebly. "I'm sleepy and want to sleep."

Then he walked into the room.

Cough ~ why does the child's walking back look so like lovelorn, is it difficult

Joan looked at Sheng Feiyu, as if she had become like this as soon as Feiyu came in.

"Yuyu, come here. I have something to ask you."

In an instant, the four people on the table became Lin Xuanyi eating alone.

——

"Yuyu." Joan paused solemnly and continued, "you won't fall in love with Qiqi."

What？ Sister Joe, what's going on in your head.