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Chapter 393 Who's Parents
Wen Huaiyan clenched his fists and breathed heavily.

When the time came, the parents came to pick them up one by one. At this moment, Wen Huaiyan heard a voice from behind: "Whose parent is that? They are so tall!"

There is also a female classmate of Yan Kong, who smiled and said: "You are also so handsome!"

Wen Huaiyan glanced forward casually, and then he couldn't help being taken aback.

I saw a young man in a suit in front of him. He was noble, tall, and handsome. He walked towards him gracefully with long legs. Seeing him in a daze, he raised his good-looking eyebrows: "Why?"

A friend who has a good relationship with Wen Huaiyan asked in a low voice: "Hui Yan, Huai Yan, who is he? Is it your father?"

"Isn't Huai Yan without a father? It must be his brother." A little fat man snorted.

Wen Huaiyan glanced at the little fat man who was speaking, and the other party shivered at the sight of him, and timidly turned his face away.

Wen Huaiyan asked Wen Shiyu uncomfortably, "Why are you here?"

"I'm your father." Wen Shiyu picked up the little milk bag skillfully, and said lightly, "Why can't I come?"

Immediately someone in the crowd said, "Wow, it's really his father!"

"Huaiyan's father is so pretty."

Some children didn't know what they were proud of, so they took it for granted: "His mother is good-looking, and of course his father is also good-looking!"

Wen Huaiyan blushed inexplicably, looked at Wen Shiyu's eyes, snorted softly, and buried her warm face into his neck.

Kicking his legs, he urged, "Let's go."

Wen Shiyu raised his eyebrows, said hello to the teacher without saying anything, and was about to turn around and leave.

At this moment, the quarrel not far away escalated. It seemed that she was not relieved to insult Meng Yu's mother. The woman dragged Xiao Meng Yu out, and kept poking her forehead with sharp nails: "You little loser dare to touch me!" Son? Why are you so vicious, you?"

Wen Huaiyan burst into tears when he saw Meng Yu. His scalp exploded, and he immediately twisted his body and got out of Wen Shiyu's arms, ran over with short legs, and pushed Zhou An's mother as hard as he was breastfeeding, angry. Said: "Why did you hit her!"

Zhou An's mother, who was wearing high heels, was unprepared, and was pushed staggeringly by him.

Meng Yu fell to the ground, weeping, her face covered with tears, her mother hurriedly picked her up, and asked with concern, "Is Xiaoyu hurt anywhere? Let my mother take a look."

Xiao Mengyu cried so hard that she couldn't breathe, lying in her arms like a milk cat, her face full of shock and helplessness.

Wen Huaiyan stood in front of them, her delicate face tensed.

Zhou An's parents reacted and became even more angry. Zhou An's mother scolded: "What are you, you little bastard, you have no hair yet and you dare to meddle in women's affairs?"

As she said that, she came to push him: "Whose family are you a child? Where are your parents?"

However, before touching Wen Huaiyan, Zhou An's mother's hand was pinched, and she screamed in pain immediately.

The dignified and elegant man passed her, touched the little milk bag's head with his slender hands, and said in a soft and piercing voice, "My child."

Wen Shiyu raised his eyes, looked at the woman tightly held by Wu Sen, and hooked his lips: "What's your opinion?"

Zhou An's mother was taken aback, and just about to speak, she caught a glimpse of a row of black-clothed bodyguards walking towards her out of the corner of her eye.

That imposing posture, as if the indifferent and beautiful man she was facing at the moment was some kind of evil boss who could not be messed with.

Zhou An's mother's complexion suddenly changed.

(End of this chapter)