Marital shenanigans: ex-wife, don't come back

"Dad wants to have fun too!" Fu Beichen picked up the child from the ground and returned to zhanyan. Then Wen Sheng said to her, "wife, is it time for dinner?"

"Hmm!" Zhan Yan answered coldly, holding the child's little hand, "Xiaole, let's wash our hands first, and then eat!"

Fu Beichen looked at the back of his mother and son and smiled helplessly. Since he took her to stay in the hotel last time, he happened to catch up with Xiaole to get sick. Zhan Yan ignored him directly. He loved to answer every day and couldn't say two words.

To this end, Fu Beichen felt that he was extremely wronged.

The table was quiet. Even the sound of Xiaole's spoon touching the bowl wall was particularly clear. Of course, Xiaole also saw the abnormality between her parents. She raised her head, turned her eyes, and kept moving between Fu Beichen and Zhan Yan.

When the rice in Fu Beichen's bowl was empty, Xiaole timely said, "Mom, dad has no rice!"

Zhan Yandan glanced at Fu Beichen's empty rice bowl and didn't say anything. He took it directly and filled him a bowl of rice.

"Thank you, wife!" Fu Beichen smiled faintly, took over Zhan Yan's rice bowl, took a big bite of grilled rice, and secretly gave Xiao Le a look.

Xiaole succeeded in his treachery, smiled and bowed his head to eat, still picking out the green peppers and coriander from the dishes and throwing them out.

"Fu Yancheng, who allows you to be picky?" Zhan Yan stared at her and gave him some fried eggs with green pepper.

Xiaole Du's mouth, wrongly bit the green pepper, and then, while zhanyan didn't pay attention, threw the other vegetables into Fu Beichen's bowl.

"You little clever ghost!" Fu Beichen reached out and rubbed the child's hairy head.

Zhan Yan stared at him coldly, put down the dishes and chopsticks, left a sentence, and went upstairs, "your father and son are really the same, not a good thing!"

After Zhan Yan left, Xiao Le directly hugged Fu Beichen and giggled.

"Dad, what's the matter with you and your mother? Did you quarrel?" Xiaole asked, holding Fu Beichen's neck.

"No!" Fu Beichen took his children's tableware, sandwiched some vegetables and handed them to his lips.

Xiaole closed her mouth, frowned her eyes and eyebrows, and asked, "Dad, will you divorce your mother?"

Fu Beichen smiled, "you're a kid. You know what divorce is? What's in your head? Dad and mom will be together forever! You little boy, don't worry about adults. Your task now is to eat obediently and coax your mother upstairs later!"

Xiaole obediently bit the green pepper, and then said to Fu Beichen with a smile, "Dad, can I go to kindergarten tomorrow? Xiaole's disease has been cured."

"Like kindergarten so much?" Fu Beichen asked with a smile while feeding him.

"There are children playing with me in the kindergarten. Now they are confined at home all day, like going to jail!" Xiaole raised his small face, pulled Fu Beichen's sleeve pitifully and begged.

"Go and ask your mother later, and your mother will agree!" Fu Beichen said and put another piece of meat into his mouth.

Xiaole hummed, smiled and said, "Dad, are you afraid of your wife!"

Fu Beichen smiled warmly, pinched his small nose, stuffed a big mouthful of rice into his mouth and blocked the child's mouth.