"Well, I will continue to play with handsome uncle."

Tong Wenya returned to her room, opened the pillow and looked at it. The fruit knife that saved her once is still there.

If Chun Yuchen was still so shameless and forced into her room, she would continue to defend herself with a knife.

By this time his face was still hot, and he still felt like that bastard.

Chun Yuchen played with Xiao Keji for a while before letting him take a nap.

The little guy was very excited and didn't play enough at all, but he obediently listened to Chun Yuchen's words and lay down on the bed.

"Uncle handsome, can you tell me a story?"

"Yes, but there is a condition."

"What conditions?"

"In the future, you can't be called Uncle Shuai, but Father Shuai.

"Huh? This seems a bit difficult, Mommy will be unhappy after hearing it."

"Your mom likes handsome father very much, haven't you noticed it?"

"It seems a little bit." Little Corgi struggled a little.

"It's so decided, Pull the hook!" Chun Yuchen stretched out his hand and hooked Xiao Keji's fingers.

"Can I just call when the two of us are alone?"

"also."

"Handsome dad!" Little Corgi shouted.

For some reason, when he called out the word father, Chun Yuchen felt an inexplicable and complicated feeling in his heart. It was as if he was really his son, but he knew that this child could never be his.

Is it because of that woman? He wanted to treat that woman's child as his child, didn't he?

Chun Yuchen told little Keji the story of three musketeers, and the little guy listened with gusto.

"Handsome dad, can you tell me when I go to bed at night? Mommy is always busy and has no time to tell me stories." Xiao Keji is the best at using bitterness, and indeed Chun Yuchen said: "Your mother is really If you fail, handsome father will tell you."

Yeah, succeed.

Little Keji was asleep, and Chun Yuchen came out of his bedroom and walked a few steps in the direction of Tong Wenya's bedroom.

Only a few steps later, he stopped again. The closed door means that she didn't want him to approach at all. He remembered the scene where she held a knife against her neck last time. Chun Yuchen is not a person who can get married. If he enters now, he really wants her, he is not allowed to resist.

But is it interesting to strengthen her every time? He wants more than physical pleasure.

After going out for a while, he took heavy steps and left.

Hearing the sound of his leaving, Tong Wenya, who had been pretending to be asleep, turned the door open and took a look. He really left. This is very good. In a short while, he will take the initiative to let their mother and son leave.

After dinner, Xiao Keji pestered to play with Chun Yuchen again, and Chun Yuchen was also happy to accompany him.

Tong Wenya always hid in her bedroom and never came out.

"Handsome father, do you want me to help you tell my mommy out?" Little Corgi asked ghostly.

"I don't want to see her."

"Well, let's continue to beat Doudou."

Tong Wenya avoids Chunyuchen if he can avoid it. Chunyuchen's night dream is still chaotic, and he can't tell whether the woman is Tong Wenya or Xiaorou, so he didn't get close to the two women.

Fang Shiqing would find Chun Yuchen to accompany her for a while every day, sometimes for a walk, sometimes playing chess.

Every time she saw her pale and bloodless face, Chun Yuchen would think of the poor little girl, and her attitude towards her became very gentle.

In the eyes of outsiders, the relationship between the eldest master and the eldest grandmother has become better, like glue.

Xiaorou asked Tong Wenya privately if she was depressed and very mindful, and Tong Wenya always smiled.

Two days before Christmas, Fang Shiqing and Chun Yulang discussed that they wanted to hold a dance party.

"Just to celebrate your recovery! I will invite more people to have fun."

Chun Yulang sent out invitations, mainly inviting some famous ladies in the upper circle. Of course, Nangong Zhe was also in the invitation.

"Chen, will you also join our dance party then?" Fang Shiqing asked in an imploring tone.

The image of him dancing with Tong Wenya flashed in Chun Yuchen's mind. It seemed that he still wanted to approach the woman who didn't know how to promote.

"I'm not interested, let's play."

"Chen, you can join! I also invited Wenya sister."

"What does inviting her have to do with me."

"Don't think I can't see it, you are interested in her. Chen, I don't want to delay you any more. I will help you choose the future madam, so I can withdraw from this position and find my own significant other. Listening to Lang said that he has invited a lot of noble sons, and today I will also look for if there is a suitable one for me."

"It's fine if you can see it." Chun Yuchen said lightly.

Fang Shiqing didn't know if her acting skills really deceived Chun Yuchen, anyway, he just treats her not coldly.

Tong Wenya didn't want to participate in any so-called dance party, but Corgi was eager to try, kid, full of curiosity about everything.

"Mummy, you go dancing, I watch it, it must be beautiful, I heard that Nangong Barbie is coming."

I haven't seen Nangong Zhe for a while, and Xiao Keji probably missed him too. For the sake of the child, Tong Wenya agreed.

On Christmas Eve, the Xiyue Courtyard was very lively, with famous cars gathered, and some came by special helicopters.

Chun Yuchen personally picked clothes for Tong Wenya, "Don't be too earthy in this suit, and shame Chunyu's family."

"Don't worry, I'm not from Chunyu's family, and I won't be ashamed of you."

"Do you wear it yourself or do I help you?" Chun Yuchen said with a cold face.

The ghost asked you to wear it, and gave him a fierce look. Tong Wenya obediently went to put on the pure white evening gown.

She has a perfect figure, and this fishtail skirt with diamonds on her chest is as docile as a tailor made for her.

Tong Wenya didn't wear the evening dress, a little unconfident. In addition, it feels unnatural to step on high heels under my feet.

"Does it look good?" she asked Chun Yuchen uncertainly.

After she changed it, someone stared at her hips and waistline a little greedily.

"General." A certain person said righteously. The truth in his heart is that he wants to rip it to you directly.

"So I said, your vision is also average, this set is not suitable for me at all."

"It's not a clothes problem, it's a person's problem. It's worse to choose something else." Chun Yuchen lifted his lips mockingly.

"I didn't have confidence in the first place. Are you really good at hitting others like that?" Tong Wenya said grimly.

"If you don't have confidence, you can rest easy, don't wait to see a man and pounce on him hungrily."

"Think I am you."

Seeing Xiaorou's eyes light up, Fang Shiqing's tender affection, and again and again using various despicable means to forcibly possess her Tong Wenya.

"Mommy, let's go, everyone is full of expectations!" Little Corgi pulled on Mommy's skirt, "Wow, Mommy, hello, like a beautiful mermaid. Mommy will be the queen of the prom today. Ten thousand times more beautiful than those aunts!"