The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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Wenshan, who woke up in the middle of the night and was asked such a question by Nalan Chunbo, couldn't sleep at this moment, and was dragged into the arms by Nalan Chunbo with his eyes closed and patted lightly.

In order not to disturb his rest, Wen Shan glared until dawn, somehow irritable.

All things may be unfavourable lately, so she is so annoyed.

But as the new day arrived, she still had to deal with what happened next.

But early in the morning, Wen Tao was instructed to make a phone call to Mom, because Mom was worried yesterday that she was not asleep in the middle of the night.

Wenshan took Nalan Chunbo's mobile phone and called her mother to explain her current situation. Mother Wen is also a sensible person, knowing that her daughter is now in trouble, and someone who is taking care of her is very happy.

"Your business is done, take him to sit at home." Mom Wen asked.

Wen Shan looked up at the man who was preparing breakfast. This man was also so good.

"Ahhh, well," Wen Shan yelled, "Take him home the day after tomorrow."

The man who heard this turned around and glanced at the woman sitting in the living room. The corner of his mouth unconsciously hung up, and there was a feeling of being confirmed.

"Okay, your mother will be relieved if you are okay, because I was worried about you, and I didn't fall asleep last night." Mother Wen said, "Also, you are not allowed to buy things tomorrow, you look at your things every double eleven Oh, it's useless. What did you buy for it, Xiao Shanshan, I tell you, you give me— "

"Ah-I know, I know, I don't have anything to buy on my phone, so mom, I'll hang up if it's okay." Wen Shan yelled, hung up the phone in a hurry, and then looked down at the computer, page It is a treasure.

There is no mobile phone, there is a computer, isn't it?

Wen Shan hung up the phone and jumped into the kitchen, giving her cell phone back to her. "My mother said, I won't let me buy things tomorrow."

Nalan Chunbo prepared the soy milk and handed it to her, beckoning her to take it out, and then carrying out pickles and biscuits.

Nalan Chunbo put down the plate in his hand and sat across from her. "You can buy it. I have chosen a new house. Today we will go over to see it and then you can buy it if you see what is missing."

"A new house has been bought?" Wen Shan exclaimed, suddenly thinking that one night when she was tired and her eyes could not be opened, he signed a deal with his hand.

Wen Shan was shocked, did the house write her name!

But obviously this is true.

Happy little bubbles flooded up again, and Wen Shan couldn't suppress it, and could only send himself a silly smile.

Nalan Chunbo reached out and touched her head. "You can buy what you like and send it directly to your home, so that it won't be discovered by your mother."

"But you feel like you're being kept in this way." Wen Shan said, squinting his nose, and the little happiness just now disappeared.

"That's good, I'm your gold owner, and I can't be angry with me in the future, so I still make money." Nalan Chunbo said with a smile.

In fact, he didn't think about buying a house so much. He always felt that writing her name seemed to prove that she belongs to him.

Wen Shan's mouth twitched slightly, and Naran's father would really settle the bill.

And she could not refute.

"Let's eat, go to see the house after dinner." Nalan Chunbo said, beckoning her to eat quickly.

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