Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Wen Yuan thought he hadn't seen it.

In front of outsiders, Ye Mubai didn't mention family affairs, not to mention the child was still in front of him.

He beckoned the waiter to get himself a meal, dine together quietly, and fed night fennel to eat. It is normal for a father to hurt his little daughter.

Wen Yuan remained silent, taking care of his son from time to time.

Little mom was left out.

After Bai Jingxuan finished eating, he said wittily that he would leave first. After all, the identity of Xiaoma is also an outside room, isn't it?

Ye Mubai glanced at him deeply, his voice was a little low: "Go to my office tomorrow."

Bai Jingxuan stood upright, leaning on the armrests of his nightclub chair, in a very light tone: "Should I wash it?"

Ye Mubai glared at him.

Bai Jingxuan smiled and left gracefully.

Ye Mubai retracted his gaze, looked at Wen Yuan, and didn't talk about anything. It was still a family of four having a meal, and it was okay to have children in the atmosphere.

He called the driver and asked him to send Xiang Nan and Ye Xiu back first, while he sent Wen Yuan back.

Wen Yuan did not refuse. After getting in the car, she looked at the direction in front of the car and said lightly: "I found a house, not for me before Xu Mo. The house has been withdrawn."

Ye Mubai nodded: "It sounds like you are still planning to move out. Are you determined to make trouble with me?"

Wen Yuan lowered his eyes: "You mean it sounds like you won't compromise?"

She turned her head to look at him: "Do you really want Lu Man to enter the stars?"

He did not speak angry, and softened his voice: "Wen Yuan, this is my last resort".

"Between career and me, which is more important?" She asked him softly.

Ye Mubai shook her hand: "You are important. But Lu Man's presence will not affect us..."

To Lu Man, he just looked at the mood of an artist, even a few years ago, he didn't have that kind of thoughts about her, it was just showing love.

Ye Mubai's voice was a little soft: "Or, you set up an inspection period. If something happens to you that you can't bear, I will do it with you."

It's up to you to dispose of these four words, but he actually said something ambiguously.

Wen Yuan bit his lip, leaned on the back of the chair, and said nothing.

He drove her to the hotel with great grace. She wanted to go up by herself, but Ye Mubai insisted on sending her to the top floor.

He still sat there for a while, but there was no irregularity, it was like a couple who was going to separate.

Wen Yuan poured him a glass of water and sat down by himself. It took him a long time to whisper: "Ye Mubai, two years, let's calm down and think carefully... Actually it is not Lu Man's thing, I want to take it back. Wen Yuan."

Ye Mubai stared at her: "Do you still... think that Mrs. Ye Ye is a burden? Or do you think that Kang Qiao was right at the beginning, and you have to make a fortune?"

Wen Yuan shook his head: "No! Let it happen! I just want to teach my own book well."

"What about the child, don't you want it?" His eyes burned.

Wen Yuan was stunned, "I will take them to me on weekends. I usually trouble you. Bai Jingxuan also said to take care of them. I trust him."

"You just don't trust me, don't you?" He leaned in calmly, holding her chin in a low voice, "Wen Yuan, I am your husband, not someone else's."

Wen Yuan looked down and smiled, and then said: "You should know in the entertainment industry that the final outcome of a female celebrity is generally to marry a rich family or a big director or the boss of a film and television company. And you have three identities. Let go of a bite of fat."

He frowned: "This analogy is very bad."

"I can't think of anything else for the time being." Wen Yuan said softly: "Ye Mubai, the biggest problem in our marriage is not Lu Man, but your double standard. You treat you and mine. Similarly, if you can control yourself, I am willing to be a housewife at home, but since my husband is unreliable, I have to plan for myself. In addition, I will not go out of the house, it should be mine. It’s mine. It’s okay if you use your child to jam me. You take it all with you. I’ll be clean and I’ll find my next home."