The real daughter was spoiled by her ex-husband

Nan Xi put the plastic bag containing snacks on the ground, took out two pieces of paper from the bag, and wiped her two little hands carefully.

"Well, it's too cold, you can't eat too much."

As she spoke, she threw the rest of the ice cream into the trash can, and Yue Ling didn't even have time to stop it.

"Hey, my ice cream!"

Nan Xi walked over, and Yue Ling glared at her angrily, "Mummy is unreasonable! She clearly agreed to let me finish eating!"

Nan Xi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she wanted to say that she had turned into that, but the little girl stuck her tongue out at her and said loudly: "Bad Mommy! Throw me ice cream, no wonder Daddy doesn't want you!"

Nan Xi narrowed her eyes, "What did you say?"

Yue Ling snorted and ran away.

Nan Xi looked at her two short legs running so fast, and suddenly smiled.

Then, the smile gradually turned into a determined expression.

Yue Ling, you are the only one Mommy has to stick to.

Mommy can lose everything, but no one can take you away.

Even if that person is your father.

"..."

Yueling had already disappeared, so Nanxi picked up the bag on the ground, walked into the building, and got on the elevator.

After reaching the floor, she walked out, and unexpectedly heard Yue Ling's voice.

"Huh? Brother, why are you here? Where's your father?"

Nan Xi followed and saw a small figure squatting on the ground at the door, and Yue Ling stood in front of him and bowed his head to ask questions.

She was extremely surprised, "Ye Han?"

The little boy raised his head and stood up slowly, with an unnatural expression.

"elder sister……"

Nanxi came over, "It's so late, why are you here alone?"

She looked Yehan up and down, he was not injured, and there was nothing strange about him, except for his expression, which was a little abnormal.

"I……"

"It's okay, let's go in first."

Nan Xi opened the door and came in with the two children.

In the living room, Nan Xi went to put things away, Ye Han and Yue Ling were sitting on the sofa, he looked around, looked at the festive attire, and did not speak.

Yue Ling leaned in front of him, "Little brother, what's wrong with you? Are you still angry with me and Mommy?"

Yehan lowered his head, "No."

"Then why are you here alone? Where's your father?"

Yehan's eyes flickered slightly, "I... I sneaked out."

"What!" Yue Ling looked at him in surprise, "What are you doing sneaking here? This will make your father worry."

"..."

Of course Ye Han knew that Zhan Qingyuan would be worried about him, and it was very likely that the old house was already in chaos, but...he had a reason to come.

He didn't speak, and Yue Ling was even more puzzled, "What can you say, you can ask your father to call my mommy, it's so late, and you are alone again, aren't you afraid of being taken away by bad guys?"

Ye Han was a little confused, after shaking his head, he looked at the figure in the kitchen and asked Yue Ling: "Sister, are you really going to marry someone else?"

Yue Ling paused, and sat back on the sofa, "You really came here because of this."

Yehan held her hand, with anxious eyes, "little sister, tell me, sister is not joking, has she really decided to marry someone else?"

Yue Ling was actually quite helpless.

She had said well to Ye Han before that it was something they both hoped for their parents to be together, and they were also creating opportunities for them, but it was a pity that her mother didn't like his father.

The little girl shook her head while sighing, then looked at Ye Han solemnly, "Yes, tomorrow is the wedding."