The real daughter was spoiled by her ex-husband

Chapter 58 Uncle, Don't You Like My Mom?

Yue Ling took a strawberry and took a bite, "Uncle, just call me Yue Ling~ The first time I met my little brother was at a hotel, someone came to find someone, and he said it was wrong for me to open the door to strangers yes, and then..."

She speaks clearly and thinks correctly, much better than ordinary three-year-olds.

Qin Feng sighed, looking at her face that was quite similar to Nan Xi's, he also felt a little regretful.

He wanted to have such a lovely daughter.

In other words, if his father and wife hadn't been separated, maybe they would have given birth to such a smart and well-behaved child!
He thought of something, and asked on a whim: "Yue Ling, you just said that your mother has gone to work, and you are the only one at home, so what about your father? Your father doesn't care about you and your mother?"

Speaking of father, Yue Ling felt melancholy, and the little milk's voice weakened.

"I do not know."

A light flashed in Qin Feng's head, "What do you mean? Don't you have a father?"

"My mother said that my father has a new family and he doesn't want me and my mother anymore."

Qin Feng clicked his tongue, patted his thigh and scolded: "Scumbag, you and your wife are not satisfied with a perfect family, and even reorganized the family! It's really not a thing!"

His heart melted with pain, Yue Ling swallowed another strawberry, "It's okay, Dad doesn't want us, it means he doesn't love me, and I don't love anyone who doesn't love me, I can take care of Mommy and myself."

Qin Feng really wanted to hold her in his arms rua-rua, what a caring little padded jacket!

Woohoo!

Question: How can we go beyond falling in love and getting married, and always have such a lovely daughter?
"..."

On the other side of the study room, the door was opened with a vague gap, the man's deep eyes were fixed on the two people who were interacting and friendly over there, and his thin lips were quietly pursed.

"..."

It wasn't until six o'clock in the evening that Zhan Qingyuan came out of the study.

At that time, Yehan was already sitting with the little girl, watching cartoons on TV with a smile on his face.

Seeing him, Yehan jumped off the sofa, put away his smile, and stood upright, "Dad."

Zhan Qingyuan glanced at the TV, and it was playing cartoons that the boy didn't want to watch since he was two years old, and fell into a short thought.

On the table, there were a lot of things left on the plate, except for the strawberries, there were only strawberry butts left.

Zhan Qingyuan's forehead twitched, "What's going on."

Ye Han wanted to talk, Yue Ling said with a smile: "Uncle, I ate it, the strawberry butt is too sour, it doesn't taste good~"

Zhan Qingyuan: ...

He stared at her small face that resembled a certain woman, unable to put on a suitable expression.

So, he said directly: "At this time, your mother should be back."

Yue Ling glanced at the electronic watch, jumped off the sofa, "Yes."

"I'll take you back."

"Okay." Yue Ling nodded, and then said to Ye Han beside him, "Little brother, I'm leaving. See you next time if you are destined."

Although Yehan was reluctant, he couldn't stop her from leaving.

"it is good."

Yueling pulled the paper towel, wiped the hands that had eaten strawberries, and held Zhan Qingyuan's little finger under the surprised eyes of Qin Feng and Ye Han.

She turned her head and laughed heartily.

"Goodbye little brother, goodbye Uncle Qin, goodbye auntie nanny."

Zhan Qingyuan didn't object, "Let's go."

When the two of them went out, Qin Feng was still shocked, and subconsciously looked at his young master.

Yehan was also surprised, but his mood was more complicated.

In other words, his father would despise him.

But in the face of Yue Ling, his father's cleanliness just disappeared?
Ye Han expressed his sadness.

In the elevator, Zhan Qingyuan was wearing a black shirt. He was tall and his cuffs were casually rolled up to the middle of his arms, revealing his powerful arms. One hand was naturally in his trouser pocket. His aura was indifferent, noble and powerful, which made people daunting.

At his feet, Yue Ling thought for a long time before asking: "Uncle, don't you like my mother?"

(End of this chapter)