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

As soon as Zhan Yan heard this, he couldn't help smiling. He picked him up and kissed him on his cheek. "When Mommy is busy with her work, she will go back. Today is Lele's birthday. You tell mom, what gift do you want?"

Xiaole slightly frowned, thought for a long time, shook her head, "no, Xiaole has a mother. As long as her mother is always around Xiaole, Xiaole will be happy and Xiaole will have nothing missing!"

A pair of bright eyes flashed a little lost. All along, Xiaole had a wish, only that one wish. From his memory, he would only make a wish on the cake on his birthday every year, that is, to have a father.

He himself has always been very clear, very clear that uncle Jing, who has always been very good to their mother and son, is not his father!

Such a wish, gradually with the growth of his age, he understood that the so-called wish is deceptive. His father may never come back. Those are deceptive things.

So later, gradually, he would not allow such a wish!

But for him, he seems to have only such a wish.

"Xiaole, you're good. Mom will buy you a present later, and aunt Kelly and brother Allen will come to celebrate Xiaole's birthday later!" zhanyan gently kissed her son's forehead and held him aside for breakfast.

A cup of hot milk and a few slices of whole wheat bread are enough for Xiaole. The child is easy to be satisfied. This temperament is just like her, unlike his father Fu Beichen.

Fortunately, unlike him, so overbearing and selfish!

How nice, think of him again?

"Mom, Xiaole will eat well, and then grow tall, and will protect her mother like a man!"

"Silly child!" Zhan Yan smiled and continued to eat breakfast.

But Xiao Le had finished one step first. He walked into the bathroom alone, then stepped on the bench and brushed his teeth in the mirror. Because of the taste of toothpaste, his eyebrows frowned, like a reduced version of Fu Beichen.

Zhan Yan always loses his mind when he sees such a little music.

The child is so much like him.

"Xiao Le, hurry up, mom. There will be a very important meeting soon!" Zhan Yan changed her clothes and stood at the door of the bathroom.

Xiao Le heard her mother's urge to spew the foam off the mouth quickly, wash the cups and exhaust them neatly.

"Xiaole, today is your birthday. Let's dress handsome, OK?" zhanyan took out a suit of clothes, which is a gentleman's suit, and the color is black. "Can you wear it like this? My Xiaole is so handsome, and I don't know how many people will be fascinated in the future!"

As soon as Xiaole heard this, he couldn't help raising his chin, looked at Zhan Yan and whispered back, "that's necessary. I know I'm handsome and crying! But in the future, I'll only be good to my mother. No one can bully my mother!"

"Well, I know you're the best and love your mother the most!" Zhan Yanchong scraped Xiaole's nose, then took his hand and walked out, and then handed Xiaole to her personal assistant, Angelique.

"Angelique, I may be a little busy later. The master will pick up Xiaole later. You can give Xiaole to the master or Shaoqing!"

Angelique smiled. "OK, I see, Anna!"