"You!" No one dared to contradict him like this except Rowan.

When his anger came up, he raised his hand and slapped Claudia in the face.

"Chenglin!" Feng warm heart exclaimed and tried his best to stop it, but Wen Chenglin‘s hand still shaved Claudia‘s face.

And this, also let Claudia not stand firm, fell back to the ground.

"What are you－doing－what are you－doing?"

Suddenly there was a fierce roar of shade.

Wen Chenglin and Feng Nuanxin had a flower in front of them. Claudia had been brought into a warm embrace and tightly pressed in his heart.

Rowan glared and sparks splashed in the depths of phoenix eyes.

There is no doubt that if the person in front of him is not Wen Chenglin, I‘m afraid he would have died in a bad place.

Rao is like this, Wen Chenglin was also shocked by his son‘s eyes in stunned.

Is this his son?

"You, you, rebellious son, what do you want!"

Rowan hugged Claudia tightly and the heart in his chest "banging banging banging!" Almost burst through his chest.

"It‘s my turn to ask you, what do you want?"

"Me, what have I done?" Wen Chenglin gritted his teeth.

"What you just did, you forgot so soon?" Rowan laughed.

When his son talked to himself like this for a woman, Wen Chenglin was angry and felt humiliated. He pointed to the tip of Rowan‘s nose and growled, "Rebellious son! Do you talk to your father like this? Who taught you! Is that how I taught you?"

"I may not be able to learn anything from your teaching, but I have learned one thing very well and do not do anything to women."

"You!"

He even sarcastically satirized himself.

Wen Chenglin‘s angry face turned blue.

Not only Feng warmed his heart, but also Claudia felt a little too much.

If this ruins her popularity, then she is not the target of public criticism.

"My foot hurts." With a weak cry, she put her arms around Rowan‘s neck. "Rowan, my foot hurts."

Rowan glanced at her, picked her up without saying a word and strode away.

In Wen Chenglin‘s view, Claudia deliberately showed softness in front of her son and deliberately provoked their father－son relationship, thus his disgust for her deepened.

Claudia has neglected whether Wen Chenglin understands his kindness or not. Anyway, she doesn‘t care.

Her favorable opinion in Wen Chenglin is already zero. Where can she go even lower?

So, it doesn‘t matter.

In the lounge, Mr. Rowan was cold all the way.

She was sitting on the sofa. He knelt in front of her on one knee, her ankle on his knee, and the ice bag was dragged in his hand. He applied it carefully to her.

"Rowan."

I can‘t hear you.

"Rowan?"

Can‘t hear, can‘t hear.

"Rowan－"

I just can‘t hear you.

"Hello! Rowan! You are deaf!"

When she finished shouting, Rowan looked up, smiling and smiling, with a face of rape.

Claudia rolled his eyes. "You‘re laughing!"

"If you had the courage to shout at me, don‘t just stand there and get beaten like a fool!"

"Shit! You said it simply! Isn‘t he your father?"

"So what!"

As soon as he said this, Claudia really didn‘t know how to answer it.

Why does Mr. Rowan always play cards out of common sense?

In the normal routine, shouldn‘t he hold her, coax her and comfort her softly?

For example－

Don‘t worry about my father.

He is an elder, you should be more patient.

For my sake, forget it.

Instead of－－

He looked furious and furious.

So what is Mr. Rowan‘s head made of?

"Rowan, you, what do you mean?"

"I mean, no one can touch you! No one－no－can－yes!"

The heart was shot off guard and Claudia collapsed.

Blush is unreasonable, boiling hot like hot oil.

At the beginning of the twist, she mumbled, "Ouch ouch, I know, I know, next time even your father, I will call back, okay?"

"You!"

Sooner or later, this little woman will have to be pissed off!

"What‘s the matter? What‘s the matter?" Claudia was not afraid of death, with a small neck and a provocative appearance. His eyes were almost white.