Boss, Your Babies Are Raising Hell

3"Your uncle was joking with you. Don't be angry." Shi Miao saw that the children were all angry and quickly explained.    

    

After saying that, she looked up and said to Shi Zeyu, "Big brother, how can you tell these to the children?"    

    

Shi Zeyu touched his nose in embarrassment. He knew that he had said those words hastily. Knowing that Zhan Yeling could not marry Shi Miao now, Shi Miao also decided to leave Zhan Yeling for the time being to calm down.    

    

If he still said that, wouldn't it make things difficult for Shi Miao?    

    

Shi Zeyu quickly apologized, "Haha, children, Uncle was wrong just now. You must not tell your father."    

    

If this matter was exposed to Zhan Yeling, Zhan Yeling was afraid that he would go crazy again.    

    

"Why did he say it wrong? Could it be that father and mother are already married?" Qianqian asked rationally.    

    

"Qianqian, you still don't understand the matters of adults. When you grow up, you will naturally understand." Shi Miao squatted in front of Qianqian and said gently to him.    

    

He definitely would not understand why she said those things that were too deep to him now.    

    

"Mommy, then why don't you come back and live with us?" Qianqian's young eyebrows knitted into a small knot as he asked seriously.    

    

"Because I had an argument with your dad. The problem between us can't be solved, so Mommy can't move back." Shi Miao could only say this to the children.    

    

"So it was an argument with Dad." Qianqian seemed to have realized something and nodded his head.    

    

"Mommy, don't be afraid. I will definitely help you teach dad a lesson." After baby Zhan understood, she went forward and raised her little fat hand to gently pat Shi Miao's head.    

    

"Yes, Mommy. Don't be afraid. We will definitely help you." Junjun also said.    

    

"Yes, yes. Mama, we will help you." Absolutely.    

    

The children were all angry because of her. Shi Miao was very touched. She really did not love the seven of them for nothing.    

    

"Alright. Mommy still has to leave in advance. You guys stay at home obediently. Mommy will come to see you guys tomorrow." Shi Miao was also very reluctant to part with the children.    

    

However, there were some things that needed to be taken into account.    

    

After she finished speaking, she stood up and walked out.    

    

Shi Zeyu followed her. Just as he walked to the door, he saw Zhan Yeling get out of the car.    

    

At that moment, Shi Miao and him looked at each other.    

    

Seeing his deep and cold eyes, Shi Miao could not bear to bear the burden. She immediately looked away and did not look into his eyes.    

    

She pretended not to see him and directly walked towards Shi Zeyu's car.    

    

Just as she was about to open the car door, Zhan Yeling's cold voice sounded, "Can you escape forever?"    

    

Shi Miao's back stiffened. She felt terrible in her heart. She understood what Zhan Yeling meant.    

    

She did not respond. She opened the door and got into the car. Seeing this, Shi Zeyu quickly got in the car and drove the car away.    

    

Zhan Yeling did not stop them from leaving. Instead, he walked into the house.    

    

When he came back last night, he found that Shi Miao, Shi Zeyu, and Shi Xiaomei had moved away.    

    

His entire body was filled with a cold aura, but he still did not stop Shi Miao from moving away.    

    

Since she wanted to calm down, then he gave her time.    

    

There was also a time limit for this.    

    

When the time was up, he naturally had a way to get her back.    

    

"Dad!" Zhan Yeling had just walked in when the children swarmed him.    

    

Zhan Yeling thought they were happy because he had returned, and he was about to bend down and hug them.    

    

Baby Zhan angrily raised her little hand and hit his leg. The other children also pulled his clothes a few times.    

    

Every child expressed their anger towards him.