Spoiling His Wife Too Much: Chief Compulsory Love

As soon as Zhan Yan and Wen Qiyang met, they began to exchange words, but most of them were innocuous jokes, and everyone was used to it, so no one paid any attention to these two naive men.

The atmosphere became very heated all of a sudden, and after a while, the door of the private room was opened, and a waiter came in with a plate of fruit and drinks, Zhan Yan gave a tip, and the waiter retreated respectfully.

Wen Qiyang felt sorry for his wife, so he got up first and took a small watermelon with a toothpick, ready to feed Qu Qingge, but before his hand fell, another little hand stretched out even one step faster than him.

Wen Qiyang raised his eyelids and took a look, and saw his son holding a plate of fruit, ran to Yi Xiao's side in a hurry, then came back, and moved all the snacks, fruits, etc. In front of Yi Xiao, he seemed to still want to take the wine at the end, but after a pause for a few seconds, he shook his head and waved all the wine bottles to Wen Qiyang's side in disgust.

Then, Wen Zhao climbed onto the sofa, imitating his father, took a piece of watermelon and handed it to Yi Xiao, and said, "Pretty auntie, I'll give you all these. My dad said, eat more fruits when you're pregnant, baby It will be beautiful."

"Wen Zhao, who is your son?" Wen Qiyang almost turned the table.

Married a daughter-in-law and forgot her mother, this is absolutely true, but Xiao Wenzhao's daughter-in-law has not landed yet, he has already left his parents out of the sky, and his beautiful big eyes flashed innocently , looking at Wen Qiyang for no reason.

"Papa...don't you treat my mother's mother like this? You said, children should be filial..."

Zhan Yan lazily leaned on the sofa, holding a watermelon in his hand to feed Yi Xiao, his eyes squinting at Wen Qiyang, there was a gleam of fluorescence without any concealment, he sighed, his tone was long, don't mention it It's too much to be beaten: "Wen Qiyang, you contributed a lot, the son is of course yours, but the son you raised will be at the mercy of our little princess from now on, what's the matter? Are you biting me?"

Wen Qiyang really regretted that he didn't bring his Tibetan mastiff to bite Zhan Yan's cheap mouth. He snorted coldly, stood up from the sofa in a jerk, and yelled at the bodyguards outside the door: "Come here, bring Yi Xiao to Italy, when will you have a baby, and when will you send it back to me!"

After yelling, Wen Qiyang turned his head to stare at Zhan Yan, with a look of patience: "Your daughter will be a child bride, and she will be raised in our house!"

"Wen Qiyang, you want to fight!" Zhan Yan's face darkened, and he subconsciously pulled Yi Xiao into his arms, and rolled up his sleeves pretentiously.

Qu Qingge watched the two men start committing crimes again, not to mention being disgusted, she stood up from the sofa with her baby in her arms, pulled up Yi Xiao, and ignored the man behind her, and said: "Smile, let's go out, leave the place for them, let them have a good fight, if they are killed, they deserve it, if they are not killed, they will be thrown here."

Yi Xiao nodded, then shook off Zhan Yan's hand and walked over.

It's just that before the two women walked out of the private room, Wen Qiyang and Zhan Yan rushed over with a whoosh, and said in unison, "Where are you going?"

Then, the two men glanced at each other, were stunned for a moment, and then answered: "I'll accompany you..."

The reaction of the two women burst into laughter, Yi Xiao pouted and gave Zhan Yan a blank look: "Sister Qing Ge and I go to the bathroom, and you will accompany me, are you afraid that there is no toilet in the bathroom?"