Chapter 9 Quarrel
Seeing Wang Sheng'an still protecting Ji Wantong's mother and son, Wang Jianming was so angry that he scratched his heart and lungs.

Although Wang Shengan was flustered, he also heard the key words from Wang Jianming's words——

Entertainment?

private school?

A son in a hospital bed?

He understood that it was Tang Qingyi who made his father so angry.

The three words Tang Qingyi came to mind, and the anger that had just been suppressed in Wang Shengan's heart suddenly burst out.

Tang Qingyi refused him just now, why did she report to her father in a blink of an eye?This... seems to be different from the past.

Wang Sheng'an felt that Tang Qingyi had changed, but he didn't take it to heart.

He looked towards the door, and sure enough, he found that Tang Qingyi was crying and talking while snuggling in his mother's arms, making his mother's cloudy eyes become extremely gloomy.

He was suffocating in his heart, he couldn't vent to his father Wang Jianming and mother Chu Shiyu, and he couldn't bear to vent to Ji Wantong, mother and son, so he took Tang Qingyi as a gun barrel.

"Tang Qingyi, are you arranging me at your grandparents' side again?"

"How did I give birth to you, a wicked girl?"

He quickly got up from the sofa and walked towards Tang Qingyi aggressively.

Seeing this, Wang Jianming quickly picked up the teacup on the table and threw it at Wang Shengan, "Nie Zi, what do you want to do? You made a mistake and you still want to beat your daughter?"

Ji Wantong on the side screamed when she saw Wang Jianming beat Wang Shengan.

She got up from the sofa and ran to Wang Shengan, trying to help him block the teacup Wang Jianming threw.

The reason why Ji Wantong helped Wang Shengan block the teacup was to make him feel guilty, so that he could tell Tang Qingyi again and take away the entertainment company from her.

Ji Wantong has her own little schemes, but unfortunately, the weather is not good.

When she was about to help Wang Shengan block the teacup thrown by Wang Jianming, Wang Shengan also saw the teacup his father threw at him, so he moved quickly, trying to dodge it.

Ji Wantong moved forward.

Wang Shengan moved to the left.

The two collided with each other just like this. Since Ji Wantong was wearing high heels today, after the two collided, she sprained her foot and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Wang Shengan quickly squatted down, his eyes could not hide the tenderness and affection, "Wantong, what's wrong?"

"Sheng'an..." Ji Wantong didn't know whether she wanted to win Wang Sheng'an's sympathy or guilt, she gasped and said in pain, "Sheng'an, you didn't get hit by the teacup, did you?"

Seeing that Ji Wantong fell down, Wang Shengan still cared about whether he was injured. He felt very good in his heart, and felt guilty for granted, "I'm fine. Wantong, how are you?"

"I..." Ji Wantong said deliberately hesitantly, "I sprained my right foot and couldn't stand up. You help me take off my shoes and help me onto the sofa."

Wang Sheng'an hurriedly helped Ji Wantong take off her shoes, and found that her right foot was swollen, red and swollen, and he, who was originally angry, became even more angry.

He wanted to hug Ji Wantong with his princess arms, so he threw the high heels in his hand forward.

"boom!"

"Ouch!"

Wang Sheng'an cared too much about Ji Wantong, but ignored that Wang Jianming was standing in front of them, so he threw away the high heels in anger and hit Wang Jianming directly with a lot of force.

Wang Jianming didn't know whether he was really knocked down by Wang Sheng'an or it was fake, but he was sitting on the ground, clutching his chest, and shouted, "You son of a bitch! He even wanted to murder his own father for a vixen."

(End of this chapter)

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