"Because she and my mother are enemies..."
"Who said that?"
"What my mother said before..."
"What did she tell you?" Shen Mingxi suddenly realized that he had ignored Huo Yanyan's previous education to Tiantian.
"My mother said... Aunt Wei Ying is not a good person... she is a bad person, and she must deal with her."
"What else?" Shen Mingxi continued to ask.
"He also said... don't let Aunt Wei Ying be with Uncle Shen, and torture her..."
Shen Mingxi took a deep breath. Sure enough, Huo Yanyan was really hiding something deeply.
It turns out that I was very scheming at that time and planned step by step.
It seems that compared to a scheming bitch like Huo Yanyan, although Wei Ying has a bad temper, luckily she doesn't use conspiracy tactics. Wei Ying is easier to forgive.
Seeing that Shen Mingxi's face was not very good, Tiantian whispered on Shen Mingxi's face and said, "Uncle Shen, I know that if you don't stay with my mother, you will be looking for another woman."
"But why don't you look for Aunt Wei Ying? She has such a bad relationship with my mother, so she won't treat me well... and will kill me."
"Tiantian, these are things between adults, you don't understand."
"I don't care, anyway, I don't want Uncle Shen and Aunt Wei Ying to be together... wu wu wu."
Said Tiantian and ran to the room...
"Tiantian..."
"Tiantian, it's almost time to eat..." Sister Fang, the nanny, brought the hot bone soup.
But Tiantian knocked him to the ground...
The bone soup spilled out, almost scalding the nanny, and frightened her so much that she backed away.
"Mr. Shen, what happened to Tiantian today? It's a bit abnormal..."
"I still want to ask you, what's going on? Is there anyone at home today?" Shen Mingxi frowned slightly.
"No..." Sister Fang was also confused.
At this time, Shen Mingxi glanced at the newspaper at home.
The headline of the entertainment section was actually a photo of him and Wei Ying.
On the eve of their wedding, the media took some quite intimate photos of them together.
But why dig out such a long-standing photo
Shen Mingxi picked up the newspaper and read the title...
"It is said that Mr. Shen and his ex-wife have been interacting frequently recently, and there are obvious signs of getting back together."
After Shen Mingxi finished reading, he put down the newspaper...
"Who brought this back?"
"Sir, I bought it. When I went out to buy groceries, I had a little change left... I just... I bought a few newspapers..."
"Tiantian doesn't know so many words. Did you tell her?"
"No, no, this is really not me... Maybe she is using some software on her mobile phone. I really don't know because of this, sir... I'm sorry... please don't fire me."
Sister Fang had just arrived and didn't understand Shen Mingxi's temper yet. She was so frightened that she thought Shen Mingxi was going to blame her.
"It's okay, Sister Fang, you go ahead and do your work. I'll go to the room to check on the child."
Shen Mingxi actually worked at the company for a whole day and was already very tired.
When I come back, I have to be a father and a mother again...
Today, Wei Ying went to the company to find him. Without saying a few words, she put down the bone soup and left.
He said that after his car accident, his injuries never recovered, so he helped him recuperate.
To be honest, Wei Ying is a completely different person now than before. Yes, Shen Mingxi does have different feelings towards her.
But sweet hereā¦
It is indeed a question of banning hands, not to mention whether Tiantian can accept Wei Ying.
Wei Ying might not accept Huo Yanyan's daughter, right? After all the previous grudges...
Psychiatric sanatorium under the jurisdiction of the Municipal Bureau
Two little nurses were gossiping in the corridor...
"Have you heard? Mr. Shen and his ex-wife are remarrying. The media has been spreading rumors about this recently..."
"Yes, they are two talented men and beautiful women. The most important thing is that they should not have divorced before. It is all the fault of Huo Yanyan, a hateful third party."
Huo Yanyan was sitting in the hospital bed, leaning against the wall with disheveled hair. After listening to this, her eyes gradually became cold...