Chapter 42 The gold master's father is Wen Zhanyan!
"Here we are." Yu Anwan turned to look at Wen Zhanyan.
Wen Ye didn't move, just looked at Wen Zhanyan, seeing that Wen Zhanyan really got out of the car with Yu Anwan, Wen Ye was dumbfounded, did he think Wen Zhanyan was possessed by a ghost? Would you eat breakfast in this kind of place?
Only then did Wen Ye hurriedly get out of the car.
Yu Anwan had already brought Wen Zhanyan into the breakfast shop, Wen Zhanyan looked awkwardly, frowned, and looked at the plastic stool in front of him, unable to sit down no matter what.
"Sit down." Yu Anwan simply suppressed Wen Zhanyan.
Wen Zhan said: "..."
"Zhan Yan, all the delicious food is in the streets and alleys. The ones Mr. Wen takes you to are all carefully crafted products, which have long lost their original taste!" Yu Anwan snorted, "That's for money, isn't it?" Don’t you feel dirty eating money?”
Wen Zhanyan who eats money: "..."
It turned out that Yu Anwan couldn't say a word because of Yu Anwan's slander. The little face was calm, but he couldn't speak.
Finally, Wen Zhanyan remained motionless, and Yu Anwan was satisfied: "I'll go buy you something to eat."
After speaking, Yu Anwan stood up and walked towards the boss. Wen Zhanyan took another look. In the end, he took a deep breath and simply stopped looking, just staring at the table in front of him. That bad feeling It also became more and more obvious.
Wen Ye had already walked in, looked into Wen Zhanyan's eyes, and said carefully: "Why don't we go back?"
"You do it for me?" Wen Zhanyan rolled his eyelids.
Wen Ye shook his head without thinking: "I won't!"
Not only can't, even if he really can, Wen Ye wouldn't dare to cook for Wen Zhanyan. Those Michelin three-star chefs can be complained by Wen Zhanyan's poisonous tongue to the point where they start to wonder if they want to change careers.
He is not tired of work.
Looking at Wen Zhanyan's disgusted eyes again, Wen Ye still asked meanly: "Zhan Yan, this place is so dirty, you will feel even more uncomfortable later."
"Shut up!" Wen Zhanyan said in a bad tone, "Little uncle, wipe it clean, I don't want to see these things!"
He didn't even come close to the table.
The person appointed by Wen Ye took out wet wipes and disinfectant spray, and carefully wiped the place where Wen Zhanyan sat and the table in front of him, Wen Zhanyan's frown was relaxed, but he was still unhappy.
Wen Ye felt strange: "Zhan Yan, since you don't like it so much, why don't you go back?"
Wen Ye doesn't understand at all, if he doesn't like it and is still here, isn't it self-torture? Besides, Wen Zhanyan hates noisy people so much, it's hard to even speak here, almost by shouting.
Wen Zhanyan was taken aback by Wen Ye's question, and he didn't speak for a while.
"Do you like your new nanny?" Wen Ye looked at Wen Zhanyan clearly.
Wen Zhanyan denied it without thinking: "Fart."
The words were concise and to the point, without any extra words, Wen Ye rubbed the tip of his nose in self-indulgence, and when he wanted to gossip again, Wen Zhanyan looked over him coldly.
"Little uncle, just say one more word, I guarantee that you will not have a dime for next month's expenses!" Wen Zhanyan looked at Wen Ye expressionlessly.
Wen Ye immediately changed his words: "Dad, I shut up, immediately."
Yes, Wen Ye is just that cowardly.
Everyone thought that Wen Ye's father behind the scenes was Wen Jin, but Wen Ye knew very well that Wen Jin gave money for money, but Wen Jin's biggest purpose was to let Wen Ye return to Wen's, so the money he gave was all money. The limit is to force Wen Ye to come back.
So Wen Ye has been able to mess around until now, the real financial father is none other than Wen Zhanyan in front of him.
If Wen Zhanyan was really offended, Wen Ye would be dead, so Wen Ye immediately shut up obediently.
"What did you call Yu Anwan just now?" Wen Zhanyan suddenly asked Wen Ye again.
Wen Ye was horrified by the question, and responded in a dazed way: "It's nothing, you must have heard it wrong."
"Hehe, little uncle, my hearing is very good." Wen Zhanyan made it clear that he didn't believe it, "Do you know each other?"
"I don't know." Wen Ye spoke so quickly, he almost raised his hand to swear.
Wen Zhanyan narrowed his eyes and looked at Wen Ye, but said directly: "Little uncle, you'd better not lie to me, if you let me know that you lied to me, you will be at your own risk!"
After finishing speaking, Wen Zhanyan saw Yu Anwan walking from the crowd with a plate.
While walking, she was good-tempered and said to give way to others. This kind of Yu Anwan is completely different from the arrogance and anger when facing Wenjin.
Brows and eyes are curved, and dimples are deep when he laughs, which only makes people feel more joyful.
energetic.
Wen Ye didn't notice at all, he was sweating because of what Wen Zhan said.
But Wen Ye has been comforting himself in his heart, Wen Zhanyan will not know anything, although Wen Ye does not know what kind of bet Wen Jin and Yu Anwan made, but Wen Ye knows that Wen Jin can't do anything about Wen Zhanyan. let go.
Thinking of this, Wen Ye was slightly relieved.
Yu Anwan has already walked over with a plate: "Your little wonton, soup dumpling, this is fried dough sticks."
Wen Zhanyan frowned, and before he had time to say the next thing, the proprietress who followed behind had already brought over the rest of the things, and complimented Yu Anwan by the way: "Your son is really cute."
Yu Anwan said sweetly: "Thank you."
Wen Ye was a little nervous, afraid that Wen Zhanyan would change his face on the spot, but Wen Zhanyan just frowned and didn't speak.
Wen Ye became more and more shocked, but Yu Anwan completely ignored Wen Ye's intentions, turned around and coaxed Wen Zhanyan: "Zhanyan, try it, it's really super delicious."
"Miss Yu... Zhan Yan won't eat these things." Wen Ye said to Yu Anwan without thinking, and winked at Yu Anwan.
Yu Anwan ignored it and was still coaxing. She just wanted to let Wen Zhanyan get in touch with the outside world, instead of being treated as a glass person and locked in Wen's mansion without any anger.
Wen Ye felt a little headache seeing Yu Anwan ignoring him.
Others, Wen Ye didn't care at all, what he was afraid of was that Wen Zhanyan would lose his temper on the spot, and Wen Zhanyan was about to lose his temper, and no one could coax him at all.
Then, Wen Ye's jaw was so frightened that it dislocated.
Because Wen Zhanyan really picked up the spoon and began to eat in small bites.
Wen Ye really felt that Wen Zhanyan was possessed by a ghost. Could this be the power of maternal love in the legend?
Wen Ye, who was so frightened that his jaw dislocated: "..."
Now, Wen Ye didn't say a word, lowered his head and quickly ate the food in front of him, hey, it's really good, after eating, Wen Ye's hand started to attack in Wen Zhanyan's direction .
"This is mine!" Wen Zhanyan warned Wen Ye in a cold voice, "You have to buy it yourself."
Wen Ye who tried to steal: "..."
"Also, remember to pay back the portion you ate just now!" Wen Zhan said directly, "She's just a nanny, no money like you!"
(end of this chapter)