"No." Fei Yanchen refused directly without any room for negotiation.
"Mr. Fei, are you really so heartless?" Mu Yihan had an expression that said, "I've tolerated you for a long time."
"Mu Yihan, how old are you? Can't you be a little more independent?"
"I'm not yet eighteen. Legally, you have an obligation to raise me and care for my physical and mental well-being. You're breaking the law by forcing me to separate from my mother. I can sue you for child abuse and strip you of your custody of me."
Fei Yanchen: ...
"Who told you this?"
"I understand this myself. This is domestic violence."
Fei Yanchen: I suddenly feel a little regretful. I let this child read too many books. How dare you threaten him in this way!
"I'll give you ten minutes to think about it. If you still don't agree to let me stay, I'll report it to the police on the way back to Rongcheng."
"Mu Yihan, how dare you."
"You were the first to be heartless!"
This naughty kid is really a headache!
A Ming secretly looked up at Fei Yanchen's expression at the moment, and couldn't help but turned his head and smiled secretly. The big boss probably had never felt so aggrieved as he was now.
I was actually sued by my own son and I couldn't even refute it.
The Third Young Master would probably burst out laughing when he saw this scene.
"I'll pick you up and bring you to Jiangcheng once every two weeks." Fei Yanchen compromised first. Before, it was once a month.
Mu Yihan glanced at the phone watch on his wrist and said, "Mr. Fei, you have seven minutes and forty seconds to consider."
Fei Yanchen: ...
"Ten days come two days."
"Six minutes and twenty seconds left."
“Come here every weekend!”
"Five minutes and nine seconds."
"Mu Yihan!" Fei Yanchen's voice rose several degrees.
Seeing him like this, A'ming was a little scared, but Mu Yihan was not afraid at all.
A little hand holds a bean bun, and the little arm is raised, staring at the time.
Fei Yanchen snorted coldly, turned around and walked into the house, closing the door heavily.
Mu Yihan stood there, motionless, staring at the time on his watch.
Ah Ming looked at the stubborn little figure and slowly stepped forward. "Master Han, why don't we go back first? It's so cold outside. Don't catch a cold."
Mu Yihan didn't move until the last second of the ten minutes had passed.
"Please take my luggage to the car."
A Ming picked up the luggage and took another look at Mu Yihan's appearance at this moment. He was indeed the son of the boss. At such a young age, he had the boss's profoundness, which looked a bit scary.
Mu Yihan got into the car. A Ming quickly packed his luggage and was about to drive when the door opened.
Fei Yanchen stood at the door with a sullen face.
Mu Yihan looked at the figure at the door and smiled.
Mr. Fei, that's all.
"Mr. Fei, are you still sending Young Master Han back to Rongcheng?" Amin was really shocked. Mr. Fei was actually threatened by a little kid.
What a big kid, is he really going to sue his own father?
Suddenly, he changed his mind.
This is the boss's son, a copycat, capable of anything! The boss has been in jail before because of his own son.
"Notify the tutor and Aunt Lan and ask them to come to Jiangcheng."
"Yes!" Ah Ming responded immediately. Just as he was about to go around to the trunk to get Mu Yihan's luggage, he heard that childish voice again.
"Mr. Fei, you begged me to stay. I want you to carry my suitcase in yourself. If you don't, I won't stay." Mu Yihan sat in the car, motionless.
Ming: ...
Holy crap! He's even better than me!
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