Meat looked at Rowan and replied, "Six years old."

Six years old!

At the age of 6, that is to say, in their first year together, they had meat, didn‘t they?

Sneer at, Rowan looked at Claudia‘s back.

Okay, that‘s great.

Claudia, you‘re hiding deep enough.

I hid this little thing, his son and his own son for 6 years!

"That, meat, where have you been living? Have you attended kindergarten?"

"In Country F, I went to kindergarten." Meat meat is very proud to answer.

Country F.

Very good, very good.

Rowan felt that he was a complete fool.

He wants to understand many things.

Do you have to go to country F to handle official business every year?

Meat is her "official business".

Being exposed so thoroughly by his son, Claudia also began to feel guilty, but immediately threw away his guilty conscience.

Now, Rowan is sorry for her, she is the one who has the upper hand.

The car was firmly parked downstairs in the apartment.

Today, this should be the best place to talk about things.

Pushing open the car door and getting off, she carried the meat out.

The meat dumplings looked up at the apartment building and asked, "Pupil, where is this?"

"This is the place where my mother lives outside and is also my mother‘s home."

"Oh, oh!" As for Claudia family, meat and meat have always been regarded as grandparents‘ home. This is my mother‘s home, that is, his home.

"Go home!" With a cheer, he lifted his face and smiled, "Isn‘t it? Pupil pupil."

"Uh－huh."

Claudia touched the little head of meat and turned back.

Rowan stood a few steps away, looking at the meat with heavy eyes.

*

Send meat to wash hands and eat fruit.

In the living room, Rowan and Claudia stood opposite each other.

"You..."

"Let me answer you before you ask."

Ming Yan smiled and his eyebrow and eyes curved. Claudia declared to Rowan in the same tone as when he announced that the meat was his son, "I will do it, Mrs. Wen."

The night before he was about to get engaged to Brilliant.

She took his son and told him that she would do it, Mrs. Wen.

Rowan looked at her with a look that Claudia could not understand.

Shocked, yes.

Happy, not enough.

Mocking, incomplete.

Disappointed, a little mixed.

"Why? No way?"

"Are you threatening me?" Rowan pointed in the direction of the room, where there was his son.

She threatened him with his son and married her.

"If you think it is a threat, then it is." Holding her arm, she shrugged her shoulders indifferently and smiled coldly. "That‘s also because Mr. Rowan, holding her back, did not walk."

She compared him to a stubborn donkey?

However, this is not the time to tangle with these details.

"Claudia, do you think you can threaten me?" Close to her, he seemed to smile but not smile, his eyes clearly had frost.

Claudia straightened her back and was calm. "I think so, unless," she paused for a moment. She stretched out her slender finger and put it on Rowan‘s shoulder. "You don‘t want a son."

"Ah!"

As the words fell, Claudia gave a cry of pain.

Because he gripped her wrist so hard that he almost broke her wrist bone.

Rowan, angry.

She thought that what he wanted more was not her wrist, but her neck, I‘m afraid.

"Angry?" Claudia was not afraid of the provocation of death and blew hot air on his face. "Where is this? I advise Mr. Rowan to calm down. After all, there are more angry things ahead."

"You!" Gritted their teeth, Rowan really wanted to kill her directly in the present.

This woman, damn woman!

Not to mention giving birth to a son behind his back, but now he is threatening him to marry her with his son.

"Pupil?"

The two men were playing games and confronting each other when suddenly, there was a crisp voice of children behind them.

He had washed his hands and came out to find his dear mother to eat fruit.

As soon as he came out, he saw his new father holding his dear mother‘s wrist. Her mother looked as if she still felt a little pain.