The 365-day trial marriage of the male god: the sweet wife is a bit wild

Chapter 2491 A Story of Returning from a Lost Way (2)

"You came back just to snatch my daughter?" Wu Zexian gritted his teeth with a dark face, "I didn't hear what Youyou said just now, if you want a daughter, give birth to yourself!"

Shan Hanjie stopped in his tracks, looked down at Youyou, and hooked his lips lukewarmly, "Are you really not understanding or pretending not to understand? Youyou wants younger siblings, and you think it's appropriate for me to give birth to her. Or are you more suitable?"

"..."

Fifth Choice's eyes dimmed.

Little Youyou is his darling, it is enough for him to have Youyou, and he doesn't need to take the risk of having another one.

Before Youyou was born, he didn't even think about having a child, it was this that made Youyou very concerned, that's why he couldn't get close to him.

Every word she said just pierced the heart of the fifth choice, but he was powerless.

For the safety of their mother and daughter, he will not take the risk to gamble again.

Fifth Choxian didn't even dare to look at Youyou's expectant eyes, a faint light flashed across his silver-white pupils, and he hugged his little princess back from Shan Hanjie's arms forcefully.

Youyou's small body writhed unhappily, sensing Wu Zexian's depressed mood, blinked her big crystal eyes, and obediently let him hug her.

"Did you transfer the staff for Yu's ancestral hall?" Shan Hanjie put his hands in his pockets and asked straight to the point.

He stepped forward and leaned against the front of the sports car.

Junyi's figure exudes an indescribable evil spirit, which attracts people's attention.

He pursed his thin lips lightly, exuding an air of arrogance and a domineering aura all over his body, he looked like a king without doing much.

"Borrow a few people from you, and you came back to block my way just for this matter?" Wu Zexian didn't answer and asked instead, holding Youyou's hand slightly tighter, preventing Shan Hanjie from coming to snatch his little princess again.

He has to guard against people who want their daughter to go crazy!
"You didn't borrow a few people, you used the name of my Shan family to escort Yu Xiuzhun. When did you have such a good relationship with him, so good that you want to use my people to cover your back? Is this a trivial matter?"

Shan Hanjie's tall and straight body straightened slightly, raising his eyebrows.

Hearing his questioning, Wu Zexian looked at him slightly, walked to the side of the car, and put little Youyou back in the car, "Wait in the car for a while, Dad, and when Dad finishes talking to your Uncle Jie, I will take you there." Find your mother."

"Ok."

Xiao Youyou's big and sly eyes flicked back and forth between the two of them, and he nodded his head, "Then don't quarrel with Uncle Jie, and give way to Uncle Jie."

"..."

The little girl with her elbows turned outward, he helped outsiders before arguing, would he still dare to quarrel with Shan Hanjie?

The fifth choice was a prickly heart, endured his heartache and agreed, and then closed the car door.

Turning around, facing Shang Dan Han Jie's seductive eyes, he stepped forward.

"At the beginning, you were the one who wanted to save Yu Xiuzhun, but now you just let him go when he wakes up. Do you want to watch him die again?"

"He can't die. With the current Yu family, there's nothing he can do about it. At least, it's not to the point where the Shan family needs to be scapegoated for him." Shan Hanjie opened his lips coldly, looking at Fifth Choice's His eyes were displeased.

"I need a reasonable explanation."

"My heart is softened. Is this reason reasonable enough?" Wu Zexian opened his lips quietly, but looked at Xiao Youyou in the car.

Although Xiao Youyou disliked him, he was always obedient when he should be obedient.

He asked her to sit in the car and wait, and she obediently leaned against the car window with her small body, looking out of the window without making a fuss about getting out of the car.

(End of this chapter)