Wen Yan'an, like a little adult, shielded Fang Miaomiao behind him, looking up at Wen Zhiyan and lecturing, "Dad, how can you bully Mom? You made Mom cry."
Wen Zhiyan tried to reason with Wen Yan'an, "Is there a possibility that your mother wanted to support me, but couldn't bear to part with her bank card?"
Wen Yan'an shook his head, indicating he wouldn't listen to anything said. He chattered, "Dad, you're a grown man, how can you let Mom support you? Shouldn't you support Mom, and Mom support me? In our kindergarten, all the dads support their moms."
With that, Wen Yan'an turned and pounced into Fang Miaomiao's arms, looking at her with his big, teary eyes.
"Mom, please support me. I'm small and don't eat much. You can feed me. As for Dad, he has hands and feet, he doesn't need Mom to support him."
Fang Miaomiao was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter and hugged Wen Yan'an, "Okay, okay, An'an is easy to feed. I'll feed An'an. As for your dad, he can support himself."
Wen Zhiyan: "..."
Isn't this plot a bit off?
"Dad, you go and busy yourself with supporting yourself. An'an's mission is complete. An'an can now play happily with Mom."
Hearing this, Wen Zhiyan was speechless for a moment. However, he did have something to do. He lowered his head and patted Wen Yan'an's head, "Then you play with Mom. Dad will go to the study to finish his task and then come out to cook for you."
The two were playing puzzles in the living room.
"Mom, your phone is ringing." Wen Yan'an handed Fang Miaomiao the phone from the coffee table.
Fang Miaomiao was engrossed in finding puzzle pieces and didn't notice the phone number. She answered directly.
"Fang Miaomiao, you scoundrel! Our Fang family raised you for so long, and you actually called the police to arrest our daughter. Are you plotting something? Even if I die of anger because of you, I won't leave a single cent of my property to you."
Fang Miaomiao put the phone aside.
After the person on the other end finished shouting, Fang Miaomiao picked up the phone, "Are you done yelling?"
"Miaomiao, it's Mom. Mom wants to discuss something with you, okay?"
Fang Miaomiao remained silent.
"Miaomiao, we are old. After finally finding our own biological child, can you let us stay with Yan Huan a bit longer? I'm begging you, Mom."
"Sorry, you are not my mother."
"Give me the phone! What are you being so hesitant about? Fang Miaomiao is heartless now. Do you think groveling and begging her will make her help you? Ungrateful white-eyed wolf, I should have strangled her to death back then."
"Mrs. Fang, I recall this incident has nothing to do with Fang Yan Huan, right? I was present, and Fei Qing confessed."
"But the internet is full of claims that it's Yan Huan's fault. Yan Huan has lost quite a few endorsements because of this, and some endorsements are even trying to terminate their contracts with Yan Huan. Miaomiao, you know our family, it appears to be a wealthy family on the surface, but it has long since been in decline."
Fang Miaomiao was amused, "If I remember correctly, you asked me to find Wen Zhiyan for help back then, and I didn't. You then approached the Wen Zhi family. The Wen Zhi family is now the head of the Wen Corporation. With the relationship between Fang Yan Huan and Wen Wenlan, how could the Wen Zhi family not help you? You two shouldn't joke with me like this."
"No, it's not about the assault," Zhou Wenjing quickly said.
"Oh?"
"Yes, it's about your house. The reporter put this on television and exposed it."
Everyone knew that Yan Huan was living in someone else's house and even went to the police station because of it.
"Oh, so that's how it is," Fang Miaomiao said indifferently.
"Fang Miaomiao, you issue a statement now. No, do a live broadcast. Go live and tell netizens that Yan Huan was living in your house with your permission, and this whole thing was a misunderstanding. It was your problem, and it has nothing to do with Yan Huan."
Fang Miaomiao was about to deny it, when she suddenly thought of something, a smile played on her lips, though her tone was laced with a hint of fragility, "A live broadcast is possible, but I'm busy lately. Can you give me some time to finish my current tasks before I do it?"
"Fang Miaomiao, your sister is about to be unable to make a living in the entertainment industry, and you're still thinking about your own affairs."
Fang Miaomiao said aggrievedly, "Okay."
After hanging up, Fang Miaomiao handed the recording on her phone directly to Zeng Nian, without any alterations.
"Good son, go and play with Xi Xi Ha Ha, okay? Mommy has something to do now."
Wen Yan'an obediently sat beside Fang Miaomiao, reaching out his little hand to pat her arm and comfort her, "Mom, it's okay. You have me, and Dad. We don't need those bad people."
"Okay, we don't need those bad people."
Zeng Nian quickly replied, "Leave this matter to us. You don't need to worry about it."
Only then did Fang Miaomiao turn on the hot searches.
Whoa.
As soon as she entered, the hot searches were almost all about Fang Yan Huan and Fei Qing.
#Fei Qing and Fang Yan Huan appeared at Fang Miaomiao's home#
#Fei Qing and Fang Yan Huan were taken to the police station#
In the comments section, most people were saying that Fang Yan Huan was two-faced, while a small number of Fang Yan Huan's fans believed that Fang Yan Huan was not wrong and that whatever Fang Miaomiao gave Fang Yan Huan should belong to Fang Yan Huan.
This unwavering belief almost made her, the original owner, doubt if Xin Xuan really hadn't gotten the house back.
Soon, the first hot search was updated.
It was posted by Fang Yan Huan's studio.
The general content was that the house belonged to Fang Miaomiao, but she lent it to Fang Yan Huan to live in, and she didn't expect it to cause such trouble.
However, how could she have let these people exploit loopholes?
Zeng Nian sent a message saying that the recordings had all been uploaded.
Fang Miaomiao then silenced her phone and put it aside.
No matter how chaotic it was outside, it had nothing to do with her now.
"Mom, are you done with your work?"
"Yes, Mom is done."
"Mom." Wen Yan'an hugged Fang Miaomiao's waist.
"Why are you suddenly acting so spoiled?"
"I want to hug Mom."
Fang Miaomiao stroked Wen Yan'an's head, "Silly child."
"I'm not silly. Mom, wait. From now on, every exam, An'an will get a perfect score for you."
"That's amazing," Fang Miaomiao gave him a thumbs-up. "But this is An'an's own business. How many points you get is your own business. Your mom won't interfere."
She had watched a lot of videos. When it came to homework, it was harmonious parent-child relations, but when homework was mentioned, it was chaos. She wasn't stupid. Dealing with her son's homework had nothing to do with her.
Besides, wasn't there his dad? Whatever happened, he could go to his dad. She was only responsible for being beautiful and charming.
Wen Yan'an hugged Fang Miaomiao and didn't speak.
Seeing the two of them sitting on the carpet, Xi Xi Ha Ha ran towards them and began to compose music.
Wen Zhiyan saw this scene and quietly closed the study door again.