881: C881 He Was a Rival in Love in His Previous Life

C881 He Was a Rival in Love in His Previous Life

"What if Wanwan doesn't want to come back?" Old Man Su's expression did not look good. "Previously, she gave birth to a child. The gifts we gave her were all confiscated by her. Isn't it obvious that she doesn't want anything to do with us? Now that we keep Yujie, we can still stabilize Yi Hengrong. "

Although Yi Hengrong was an adopted son of the Yi Family, he was currently the person in charge of the Yi Family and his means were exceptional. He was a rare talent in this generation.

In Old Man Su's view, instead of waiting for Yan Wanwan to soften her heart and acknowledge the Su Family after ten or twenty years, Su Yujie, this current interest, was more reliable.

Furthermore, Yan Wanwan treated his grandfather coldly and sarcastically while Su Yujie was respectful and filial.

Comparing the obvious pros and cons, Old Man Su decided to choose Su Yujie.

After Su Jin heard Old Man Su's words, the uneasiness in his heart disappeared.

Yi Hengrong did not propose to cancel the engagement after Su Yujie entered prison, which meant that Yi Hengrong still liked Su Yujie.

Indeed, although Yan Wanwan and Fu Sihan were good, they were not as obedient as Su Yujie and did not use Su Yujie to rope Yi Hengrong in.

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"Yujie, are you done washing?"

When Chen Lan went to Su Yujie's room, Su Yujie knocked on the door before she came out of the bathroom.

"Mommy, I'll be right there!"

Su Yujie deleted all the records related to the overseas phone before she put on her clothes and went out.

"Mommy."

"Why did you come out so long ago?" Chen Lan asked with concern.

No matter how much she suffered at Yan Wanwan's place, she liked Su Yujie as much as she could.

Chen Lan liked Su Yujie not only because she looked similar to her but also because she felt that it was fate. It was also because Su Yujie did not like the already dead Su Old Madame.

Before the kidnapping incident more than ten years ago, the real daughter was still the childhood Yan Wanwan. She was very doted on by Su Old Madame. Compared to Chen Lan, this mother, little Yan Wanwan was also closer to Su Old Madame, who usually took care of her more.

However, the Su Yujie she found was different. Su Yujie and Su Old Madame seemed to have a different aura. Su Old Madame became cold and indifferent towards this "granddaughter" that she found. Su Yujie also got closer to Chen Lan.

In the eyes of the current Chen Lan, this was fate!

She was destined to let Su Yujie be her daughter.

As for Yan Wanwan... Yan Wanwan did not recognize her as her mother. Then she would pretend that she had never given birth to Yan Wanwan!

"Mommy, does Daddy and Big Brother not welcome me?" Su Yujie lowered her head pitifully, like a child that no one wanted. " If you don't welcome me back, I... I'll just leave. I know that what I did in the past was wrong. Wanwan doesn't like me, but... But I didn't know that Wanwan was your daughter in the past. If I had known earlier... I will definitely treat her as my biological sister!"

"Yujie, don't think too much." The more Chen Lan looked at Su Yujie, the more pleasing she was to the eye. Soon, she remembered the scene of her daughter acting spoiled to her in the past ten years. Her heart softened into a ball.

"Yujie, you don't need to leave this time. The matter of your return is your grandfather's fault. The rest of the matters will be left to the men. Don't worry."

"Thank you, Mommy! You are the best to me! I love you! "

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Babies have a saying that goes, Three turns, six turns, nine climbs.

Little Yan An's talent is outstanding, he can sit stably in his early five months.

The matter happened one evening. Wanwan went to the study room to have a video conference with the people in the studio. When she came out, she saw her son sitting on the climbing mat, his big eyes staring at Fu Sihan.

Fu Sihan sat on the sofa one meter away from Little Yan An. His right hand was drawing a tablet to read his email, and his left hand was holding his son's favorite little toy, Qiuqiu Lingdang. He looked at the tablet attentively and did not even give his son a glance out of the corner of his eye.

It was as if he was saying, Come and get it if you have the ability. I will stay here and not move. If you can't get it, then you won't be able to.

Little Yan An had only been here for five months!

It was alright to kick and wave his little fist on the spot, but this daddy actually wanted him to go and get the toy himself!

He was angry!

The angry Little Yan An sat up and opened his eyes wide to stare at his dad.

So when Yan Wanwan came out, she saw such a scene.

"Wow, Yan Yan knows how to sit!"

When little Yan Yan saw his mother, it was as if he had seen a reinforcement. He waved his hand in Fu Sihan's direction. "Ah -"

Mommy, hit him!

This swing of his arm did not have the slightest bit of power to scare people. Instead, it caused his own chubby little body to lose balance and fall onto the climbing mat.

The five-month-old baby was dumbfounded.

Wanwan ran over with a smile and carried him into her arms. Little Yan An immediately used his two little arms to hug Yan Wanwan and felt wronged. " Ah! Ahhhhhhh! "

"The inkstone is still small, we can't sit now." Wanwan kissed her son's face and noticed that his mood was not right. She asked," What's wrong with Yan Yan? Are you happy that Daddy isn't playing with you?"

" Ahhhhh!"

His little arm started to punch towards Fu Sihan's direction again.

" Han! "Wanwan was speechless." How did you snatch your son's toy? This is his favorite toy."

Little Yan An was very persistent. There were many toys in the house that looked similar to this toy. There were also many other toys, but he liked this toy the most from the beginning.

Fu Sihan did not take the blame. He picked up the little toy in his hand and said, "I am training him."

... "Training for what?" Training your son's voice?

"Introduction tells him that there are some things in his hands, but they don't necessarily belong to him." Fu Sihan put the toy aside and refused to give it to his son.

His words obviously meant something.

Wanwan, "??"

Fu Sihan said to his son, "For example, the person you are hugging right now is mine, not yours."

Wanwan was speechless."

Fu Guanan completely did not understand what his father was talking about. His two little arms were hugging his mother, and his little face was buried in his numb arms.

Mama was fragrant!

'Mama's fragrant is mine!'

Fu Sihan's eyelids twitched. "Fu Guanan, I'm talking to you. Don't you want to listen?"

Xiao Guanan: "Ah!"

He just couldn't understand!1

"Fu Sihan, are you a three-year-old child?" Wanwan couldn't help but complain, "And his son is so young now, he didn't understand it to begin with... Is that right, inkstone?"

"Roar roar ~"

When facing Mommy, every word of Little inkstone was gentle, forming a sharp contrast with when facing Daddy.

Wanwan looked at her son and then at her husband, "Han, did you have any conflicts with him in your previous life?"

Otherwise, why would your father and son be at odds with each other?

"Huh!" Fu Sihan sneered.

It was probably not a conflict.

It was a love rival.

Although Fu Sihan's actions were always dissatisfied with his son, Wanwan knew in her heart that this was not the case.

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