The moment he threw himself on Yang Mufan's lap, he was obviously in tears, but the beautiful black and white peach blossom eyes were exactly the same as the cunning light that shined out when Yang Mufan was evil. He said: "Uncle, you
Throw Yang Mu Sheng out and I'll call you 'Dad'!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the luxurious presidential suite, filled with the light of diamonds, fell into dead silence.
Everyone stared in shock at Yang Muan, who was lying on Yang Mufan's lap. They seemed not to believe that at such a young age, he actually knew how to use opportunism to threaten Yang Mufan.
If it were them, they might not be able to think of such a move.
Result: Yang Muan, who was less than three years old, unexpectedly...
After being stunned for a moment, Nan Juefeng and others, after regaining their composure, saw Yang Mufan showing a complex expression of shock, surprise, confusion, and pain for the first time. They collectively gave a thumbs up to Yang Muan, and then they all
: Looking at Yang Mufan with a treacherous smile that looks like a smile but not a smile.
Those eyes and gestures clearly meant watching a good show and... watching a joke.
You know: Yang Mufan has gone crazy thinking about admiring An and calling him daddy.
They really want to see how Yang Mufan will choose.
What is the choice: throw Yang Mu Sheng out and let Yang Mu An call him daddy; or... be an uncle for the rest of his life.
Seeing the hesitation and hesitation in Yang Mufan's eyes, Yang Muan felt a little unhappy and aggrieved. He curled his lips and was silent for a while. Then he spoke harshly, with sharp eyes and a fierce light: "If you don't throw him out, I will
I will never call you daddy for the rest of my life!"
Yang Mufan, who was originally sitting on the sofa, his back was already stiff enough. However, after hearing Yang Muan's finishing blow, his stiffness became even more complete.
He never expected that this little bastard could be so ruthless, and could control his mind so accurately and make a fuss about it.
On the one hand, he was a little annoyed and angry, but on the other hand, he liked it very much.
It is indeed his son, even the color of his beloved is exactly the same.
The moment Mu Wanqing came to her senses, she was naturally angry. She glared at Yangmu An fiercely and scolded: "An'an, what did your mother teach you?! Didn't I tell you: Unity and friendship?! You let uncle
Throwing Sheng Sheng out is really abominable. If I think of this again in the future, my mother will spank her!!!!"
Yang Mu Sheng, who was originally so frightened that he wanted to cry, heard what Yang Mu An said to Yang Mu Fan and was about to burst into tears. Although he didn't quite understand, he still knew what the three words "throw him out" meant.
Although he was young, he knew in his heart that among him and Yang Muan, Yang Mufan preferred Yang Muan more.
After hearing Mu Wanqing's scolding, he raised his head and looked at Mu Wanqing, then snorted into her arms, choked with grievances and said: "Auntie, Yang Mu'an wants to throw me out, you go and beat me up.
he……"
Mu Wanqing repeatedly comforted: "Sheng Sheng is good, as long as Sheng Sheng is obedient and sensible, daddy will not throw Sheng Sheng out. Don't cry, okay?! An An is not sensible, Sheng Sheng should be sensible, tolerate him, and then
He is ashamed to death and ashamed of himself. Tell me: Is Auntie right?!"
Seeing that his mother was fierce to him, but so gentle to other children, the little prince really couldn't hold it any longer.,
Lying on Yang Mufan's lap, he cried loudly. At this moment, Yang Mufan's brows were furrowed, not to mention how deep they were.
