Paranoid!Crazy batch!The real daughter is a black lotus

Chapter 262 Extra (Meng Nanxi) 4
Nian Gao was thoughtful and upon seeing this, he turned to look at Wen Fan: "Dad Wen, what's wrong with mom? She seems unhappy."

"Perhaps you are jealous now that you tell me everything but not her." Wen Fan rubbed the top of his hair: "You and your sister go up and coax him, and I will cook for you."

The two looked at each other, nodded and ran upstairs.

Wen Fan changed his shoes, took off his shirt, rolled up his sleeves, skillfully picked up the apron and put it on himself before starting to prepare the meal.

Upstairs, the two children poked their heads into the master bedroom and saw Meng Nanxi sitting on the bed reading a book. They looked at each other and trotted over and jumped on the bed.

One after another, Mommy shouted, "How soft should I want it to be?" It was so soft that Meng Nanxi lost her temper and was only a little awkward.

"What are you doing? What are you doing? You scream so much. Are you causing trouble?"

Nuomi hugged her arm and rubbed her soft cheek against it: "No way, we are very good in school, and I was praised today, right brother."

Nian Gao was not like this, so he leaned on Meng Nanxi's shoulder obediently: "Yes, mom, we are very good."

"Hmph, then if you don't go around your Father Wen, why are you coming to see me?" Meng Nanxi moved her arms slightly, pretending to pull away.

The two men immediately pressed down one on the left and the other on the right.

"Mommy, did you eat wrong?" Nuomi's eyes were exactly the same as Meng Nanxi's, twinkling.

Meng Nanxi frowned: "I ate the fruit."

Nian Gao made it clear directly: "Mom, I just feel that you are very tired from taking care of us for so many years, and I want you to take a rest, so I bothered Father Wen and didn't ignore you."

Meng Nanxi looked stunned.

"Dad Wen said that my mother has worked hard to raise us by herself for so many years. Now that we are older, we can no longer let you worry about trivial matters." Nian Gao's voice was young but powerful, and his expression was serious and serious: "But now I Not old enough,
That’s why I asked Dad Wen to help me find a teacher last night. I was afraid that you would be very tired from being busy at the coffee shop and looking for a teacher. "

Meng Nanxi felt complicated: "He taught you this?"

Nuomi nodded: "Yes, every time Mom is resting, Dad Wen tells us to keep our voices down and not disturb you, by the way." Nuomi lay next to Meng Nanxi's ear, trying to say something.

Nian Gao quickly stopped: "Little sister."

Nuomi started to speak, flickering unsteadily.

Seeing this, Meng Nanxi hugged the two of them with her arms: "What else? There is a secret."

Nuomi covered her mouth and shook her head: "There is no secret."

"Huh?" Meng Nanxi looked at her son: "Tell me."

Nian Gao blinked: "Mom, you told me it's a secret. Of course we can't tell it. We also need to have privacy."

"Hey, you little brat." Meng Nanxi moved her hands up and down, scratching their armpits.

The two couldn't help laughing and begging for mercy.

"Mom, it's itchy, it's itchy."

"Mommy, hahaha."

Meng Nanxi: "Say it or not? Say it or not? Say it or not?"

The two of them laughed non-stop, even if they didn't say anything, they still tickled Meng Nanxi very unitedly.

One child and one child were playing together in the room.

Wen Fan, who was downstairs, heard some noise, and the corners of his lips unconsciously raised a beautiful arc, and he continued to cut green peppers with his hands.

After a while, Meng Nanxi led the two children to the dining table. Looking at the delicious food, the two children gave a very proud wow, and then went to wash their hands together.

Wen Fan came to the table with rice and handed her a bowl: "Is there anything you like today?"

"Just do it." After saying that, Meng Nanxi turned around and walked towards the bathroom.

Wen Fan stood there, with a hidden smile in his eyes, and continued to set the meal. At this time, the phone in his pocket vibrated. Wen Fan put down the last pair of chopsticks, then picked up the phone and walked to the window to answer the call: "Hello."

"Mr. Wen, it's me."

Wen Fan put one hand in his pocket and seemed to have expected it: "Mr. Pei, why are you calling me so late?"

"I should ask you this, Mr. Wen, it would be too ridiculous to cancel the cooperation between our two companies for the sake of a woman."

The man opposite was a little angry, but Wen Fan didn't take it seriously: "Is it ridiculous?" He turned to look at the three people eating and lowered his voice: "When your wife makes threats, she is also quite ridiculous."

"Mr. Wen, we are friends. When you first came to Eucalyptus, our Pei family helped you."

The smile on Wen Fan's face did not diminish, and he said calmly: "During the cooperation, Mr. Pei got a lot of benefits from Mr. Wen, so whether you make this friend or not depends on your wife."

"What do you mean, do you want my wife to apologize to Meng Nanxi? What is wrong with what my wife said?"

Wen Fan: "It seems we have nothing to talk about. I'm going to eat. Goodbye."

Without waiting for the other party to answer, he hung up the phone, turned back to the dining table, sat across from Meng Nanxi and started eating, as if nothing happened just now.

His phone kept vibrating in his pocket.

Meng Nanxi noticed it. After eating and the two children went to bed, just like last night, the two of them stood at the door: "Your phone has been ringing, don't you take a look?"

Until just now, Wen Fan turned off his phone directly. Hearing this, he shook his head: "It's not important."

Meng Nanxi nodded, said no more, and prepared to go back to the room.

"Are you going to the coffee shop tomorrow?"

Meng Nanxi was stunned when she heard this question and thought for a moment: "I'm going to go, a new batch of coffee beans will be coming tomorrow."

Wen Fan: "Do you mind if more than one person comes together?"

Meng Nanxi raised her eyebrows: "Why, you want to see how I get along with the young master of the Pei family?"

"There is such an element." Wen Fan did not deny it, but nodded and admitted.

Meng Nanxi sneered, stretched out her hand and poked his chest: "Isn't it very generous?"

Wen Fan grabbed it and pressed it on his heart: "My heart is quite small."

In the quiet corridor, Meng Nanxi could clearly hear Wen Fan's strong heartbeat, and her hand seemed to become hot in his palm. After two seconds of silence, she quickly pulled her hand away and turned around: "You are not a guest, go to the coffee table." The hall can’t be idle, it has to work.”

"Listen to you."

Meng Nanxi stepped into the room and slammed the door.

Wen Fan waited for a few seconds before turning back to the room.

In the room, Meng Nanxi clenched her hands. The phone on the table vibrated, and she hurriedly walked over to answer it.

"What's going on? I haven't been here for a few days. Why did my company lose hundreds of millions? Dear, please explain."

Shen Que's lazy voice came from the receiver, and Meng Nanxi was silent for two seconds: "How do I know? It's not me who manages the company for you."

"But it's because of you that the Pei family couldn't get through Wen Fan's phone, so they called me and told me everything. Tsk, tsk, tsk, and the little naughty dog ​​hasn't left yet?"

Meng Nanxi brushed the hair on her chest and sat on the edge of the bed: "I can't drive you away, what can I do? By the way, when will you come back?"

Shen Que also knew that if he could get away, he wouldn't be in the coffee shop all the time. Although he didn't do anything, it was still a trouble: "I'll be back in two days, your birthday in two days, and I'll bring you some food then. specialty."

"Okay, you have a conscience."

"Just leave the Pei family alone. Wen Fan is here now and they won't look for you again."

Meng Nanxi hummed indifferently: "I know."