The real daughter was spoiled by her ex-husband

Chapter 252 Think I'm a Tool Man, Right?
She never thought of being with him again. After all, there is suffering, and it is enough to suffer once.

Ye Han was very disappointed, "Okay."

Seeing that his mood had stabilized, Nanxi said, "Promise to sister, no matter what happens in the future, don't be impulsive and stabilize your emotions."

He was too young, he was able to come to her this time because of trust and expectation, but what would he do if something unexpected happened next time?
Like an eggplant beaten by Shuang, Ye Han nodded obediently, "Got it."

Nanxi patted his head, "Dinner is almost ready, you can eat here, and I'll take you back when you're done, okay?"

"……it is good."

She got up and went to the kitchen.

Ye Han hung his head, unable to be happy no matter what.

Yue Ling on the side pulled a tissue and handed it to him, "Wipe it quickly, it's so ugly."

Yehan didn't say a word, but wiped his face perfunctorily with a tissue.

Yue Ling glanced at the kitchen, and quickly approached him, "What kind of tactics are you doing?"

Yehan was startled, and felt a little guilty, "What... tactics?"

"Stop pretending, when did you cry like this? Tell me, did your uncle teach you, or do you want to win my mommy's sympathy so that she can forgive your dad?"

Ye Han frowned upon hearing this, "Why... is it my sister who wants to forgive Dad?"

Yue Ling put her hips on her hips and raised her head, "During dinner that day, your father showed a stinky face, and it looked like he had quarreled with my mommy."

Ye Han tilted his head to look at her, "Arguing, won't both of you be angry?"

"My mommy is not the kind of person who gets angry."

Yue Ling handles people to death.

"Besides, when men and women quarrel, don't they all apologize? Is there any reason for girls to bow their heads?"

Yehan didn't understand, "Really?"

"Oh, little brother, you are so stupid, and you don't know why so many girls in our kindergarten like you."

"..." Ye Han blushed unconsciously, and was about to refute, when Nan Xi came out with a plate.

"Okay, you two, wash your hands and prepare to eat."

As soon as the voice fell, the doorbell rang again.

Nan Xi put down the plate and wiped her hands on the apron, Yue Ling jumped off the sofa to open the door, Nan Xi called her: "Wait."

Yue Ling was puzzled, Nan Xi looked at Ye Han, who was a little nervous, most probably thought that this person was Zhan Qingyuan.

Nanxi said, "Go and wash your hands, I'll do it."

Yue Ling let out an oh, and led Ye Han to the bathroom.

With a straight expression, Nanxi opened the door when the people outside were getting impatient.

It really was Zhan Qingyuan.

Nan Xi looked him up and down, "What's the matter with you?"

Zhan Qingyuan's depression was written all over his face, his eyes were dark, "Where is Zhan Yehan?"

It was a rare name, and it was obvious that he was genuinely angry.

It's a pity that Nan Xi was not afraid of his anger. She crossed her hands and looked at the wall clock on the wall behind her. It had been half an hour.

She lazily said: "I only think of your son now, isn't it a bit late?"

Zhan Qingyuan glanced at her, his gaze became more and more gloomy, as if she was the one who offended him.

Nan Xi felt that her thoughts were a little funny. How could she offend him after not seeing him for a few days?
Zhan Qingyuan said coldly: "Don't talk nonsense with me, let him come out."

Nanxi looked at his attitude, afraid that the child would show up and be beaten to death by him. After all, he had a cold face all day long, and no one would believe him if he said he had no tendency to domestic violence.

She leaned against the door, "You get mad at him, come to me to find comfort, and then you take him away, I'm a tool man, right?"

(End of this chapter)