The two little guys were indeed hungry. They admired their mother's cooking skills and quickly finished their complementary food with joy.
Wen Zhan watched her wash the children's faces and wipe their hands. He was still angry and asked coldly, "Can I take them home now?"
Mu Wanqing didn't look at him, frowning, her teeth itching with hatred.
This bastard just forced her to apologize properly and admit her mistake.
"Then when will I see them next?"
"It depends on my mood."
"..." Mu Wanqing secretly suppressed her emotions, stood up, turned to look at him, and obviously took a breath before saying, "I sincerely apologize for what happened last time. I'm sorry."
The man raised his eyes, "Is it just what happened last time?"
She looked at the other party's arrogant and indifferent face, thought for a moment and continued: "I also apologize for contacting your mother and secretly taking out the child..."
"..." Wen Zhan didn't expect that she would suddenly have such a good attitude. He hung there for a moment, unable to find a reason to continue making trouble and embarrassed to go down the steps immediately.
Mu Wanqing also saw his embarrassment and gave him another step: "If you have something to do, go back first and let the children spend the night at my place. If you are free, you can stay a little longer."
With these words, Wen Zhan finally put down his posture and said awkwardly: "I'm already off work, what can I do?"
It means that I don’t want to leave.
Sitting on the sofa nearby, he looked left and right in boredom. After a while, he asked impatiently: "You don't cook?"
When he just entered the kitchen to bring the food, he saw that the countertop didn't look like fireworks, so he knew she hadn't eaten dinner yet.
Mu Wanqing said: "I ordered takeout, it should be here soon."
"Takeaway?" Wen Zhan's tone was obviously disgusting.
Obviously, the third young master of the Wen family, who was born into a wealthy family, could not eat takeout food.
Before Mu Wanqing paid attention to him, the phone rang, and it happened to be the delivery man calling.
After answering the phone, she opened the door and went out to get dinner and came back.
Jingjing was here just now, so she ordered takeout for two, one boiled fish, one stir-fried beef tenderloin, one vermicelli and garlic steamed baby cabbage, and two portions of chicken soup.
——Every time the children come to spend the night, she drinks a lot of soup and water, trying to get as much breast milk as possible.
Mu Wanqing put all the food on the table and looked back at the man, "Are you going to eat?"
Mr. Wen put down his legs, stood up, and walked over slowly. He only glanced briefly and said, "Is this for human consumption?"
He knew he didn't like spicy food, but except for the chicken soup, every dish had red pepper.
Mu Wanqing rolled her eyes, and her temper and patience reached its limit. She suddenly stretched out her hand to grab him, and pushed him to the door arrogantly: "If you don't want to, get out! Get out! Be careful that the air in my slum will poison you!"
How come the food produced in a clean and formal restaurant is not for human consumption?
Maybe he really doesn't like him, or maybe he is deliberately looking for trouble - but no matter what the reason is, she doesn't want to serve this second uncle anymore!
Wen Zhan was unexpectedly pushed by her and staggered. He turned around and was about to speak when the woman's hand pushed him up again.
Just like that, without giving him any chance to fight back, he roughly pushed him to the entrance.
"Mu Wanqing, try pushing again!" Wen Zhan couldn't bear it anymore and threatened with a livid face.
But women are not afraid of him!
It's already pushed to the door, if you push harder, you can drive him out!
She raised her face full of provocation, and when she pushed again, she deliberately angered him, "I just pushed! What! You can eat it...ah!"
Before she finished speaking, the man's face turned fierce, his teeth gritted fiercely, and he suddenly raised his hand, grabbed her wrist, and pulled hard.
Mu Wanqing was caught off guard, and she screamed with an alarm ringing in her head. She instinctively raised her other hand to fight back, but the man moved faster and clamped her other wrist accurately again.
With a quick turn of his body, in a flash of lightning, the woman was pushed against the wall by him, with his hands half raised, firmly fixed on both sides of her head.
Mu Wanqing's whole body was frozen like a specimen, with only angry eyes remaining, glaring at the man hatefully.
"Wen Zhan, you... ugh!" She was about to yell out the man's name when she saw the cold and handsome face suddenly pulled closer, and then her mouth was heavily blocked.
Because the movement was so harsh and forceful, she even heard the sound of their teeth clashing together, which made her lips numb from the pain.
"Oh...it hurts...Wen, Wen Zhan...you hurt me..."
In the past, when she whined and cried out in pain, most men would be sympathetic to her, be gentle, coax her, or even stop her.
But today, Wen Zhan was really angry and ignored her cries of pain, pressing her against the door and ravaging her severely.
Mu Wanqing breathed hard and twisted her neck hard, trying to get away from him a little.
But no matter which way she turned, the man's breath followed her like a shadow.
He kissed her hard and plundered her wildly, as if he wanted to bite her into pieces and swallow her.
Mu Wanqing was also stubborn, turning her head with all her strength, wanting to press her face against the wall, but not kissing him.
Finally, annoyed by her lack of cooperation, the man released a hand and pinched her chin, pushing her face back tightly and fixing it.
But just like that, Mu Wanqing got one hand free and immediately slapped the man's face randomly, making a snapping sound.
Although Wen Zhan was thick-skinned, he couldn't bear to be slapped like this by her. He could only grab her hand again and put it against the wall, "I see you won't give up until you suffer a little today!"
"Get lost! I'm not in the mood today!" Knowing the deeper meaning of his words, Mu Wanqing retorted directly.
Wen Zhan laughed, darkly and fiercely, "I want it to depend on your mood?"
"..." Mu Wanqing couldn't answer the words, staring and gasping for air.
In the midst of the tense situation, the children's cries suddenly came, and both of them were startled.
Turning around, I saw my sister lying on the floor mat with one arm underneath her, crying miserably.
"Sister fell down!" Mu Wanqing pushed him away and hurriedly ran towards the children.
Wen Zhan was so angry that he had no time to put it away, but because he was worried about his daughter, he turned around and followed her.
Mu Wanqing picked up her sister and coaxed her. The little girl quickly stopped crying, but she still kept her mouth shut.
My brother was jealous when he saw his mother hugging his sister, waving his little hands and babbling for a hug.
Mu Wanqing turned back and glared at the man, furious, "What are you still doing? My son needs to be hugged!"
"..." Wen Zhan was speechless for a moment, then bent down and picked up the little cub.
The two of them were fighting to the death just now, but now when the children are making trouble, they work together to coax the baby.
Mu Wanqing had been hungry for a long time. Seeing that the food was almost cold, she was too lazy to talk to Wen Zhan and went to eat first with her daughter in her arms.
Wen Zhan followed behind with his son in his arms. He was a little shaken when he saw two portions of rice on the table.
But he had just despised it as something not for human consumption.
Mu Wanqing didn't even raise her head and explained coldly: "I didn't know you were coming before. This is what Jingjing and I agreed upon. If you don't like it, you can find a way on your own."
