Mrs. Wen was stunned, then darkened her face: "You called me Mrs. Wen?"
Xihe twitched the corner of his mouth, not wanting to keep arguing with her, and pushed away Mother Wen's hand: "Don't hold any more banquets at home in the future. I am very busy and have no time to cooperate with you."
Pushing Cheng Que, the three of them walked directly out of the banquet hall.
Mother Wen stood there, staring blankly at the door. Father Wen, who had been mute all night, came over with a frown and a bad tone: "Didn't I ask you to stop me? Why did you leave?"
Mother Wen slowly turned her head, with tears in her eyes: "Husband, Wen Sheng called me Mrs. Wen."
Holding Father Wen's arm, tears fell. She knew that Wen Sheng blamed her, but she didn't know that Wen Sheng was so resentful that he even called her Mrs. Wen! Doesn’t this girl have a heart? What's wrong with her focusing on her husband? Isn't she doing it for their mother and daughter?
The family has a nanny, a driver, a tutor, and everything. What else does she need to do? !
She dismissed her father's half-life effort. What did she say? Her husband gets very angry these days and yells at her at every turn. Isn’t she sad? Wen Sheng doesn’t understand anything at all?
Is she doing tonight's banquet for herself? Isn't it just to let her know more people? The road will be easier in the future.
Wen's mother was so aggrieved that her husband and daughter didn't understand her.
Father Wen was impatient: "Okay, wipe your tears, don't embarrass yourself in front of so many people!" The moment he turned around, a perfect smile appeared on his face, and he explained to the guests that his daughter had gone back for something, and it was the same with him if she had anything to say. of.
Xihe had no idea that Father Wen had agreed to many people's requests for cooperation on his own initiative.
She returned home and went directly to her room, leaving Cheng Que and Cheng Die standing and sitting in the living room, where the air pressure was extremely low.
Cheng Die couldn't bear this feeling and pulled Cheng Que's arm: "Brother..."
"Stand still!"
Cheng Die shook and stood up straight.
However, he couldn't suppress the grievance in his heart, and tears flowed out.
Cheng Que's originally strong heart suddenly softened, but he still said: "Why do you have so much malice towards Wen Sheng? Why do you want to pinch us when we meet? Wen Sheng is very generous and has never really bullied you..."
"But she bullied you!"
Cheng Die's eyes were red and she said stubbornly: "She bullied you!"
Of course she knew that Wen Sheng was better than Shen Qing, but Wen Sheng was too cruel, and she didn't want her brother to marry such a person in the future.
Cheng Que was dumbfounded and pointed at the sofa for her to sit down. Then he went to pour a glass of water and handed it to her. He said seriously: "Little sister, she didn't bully me. Wen Sheng is very good... Even if she is bullied, I will accept it." beginning."
Touching her hair, his eyes were gentle: "Just be happy, brother will protect you."
Cheng Die asked back: "What about you?"
Cheng Que couldn't help but look at the stairs on the second floor and said, "I want to be with her."
Cheng Die: "..."
Looking at her brother blankly, she felt that he was hopeless.
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Xihe discovered that Cheng Die was no longer targeting her.
Occasionally she deliberately sat next to Cheng Que, and the girl pretended not to notice, Xihe:? ? ? Okay, that's fine too.
On this day, she received a call from Zhang Wenheng, which meant that after such a long period of arguing, Mr. Chen and others were finally jailed. There was deep tiredness in his voice: "Miss Wen, I may need to rest." a period of time."
He gently touched the person in the photo and said to himself, Sister, I'm back to see you.
Xihe paused and asked, "Wen remembers that you and Fan Zhuang are in the same county?"
"right."
"I want to ask you to bring something to Fan Zhuang for me."
Zhang Wenheng's sadness was swept away: "Bring it to whom?"
Xihe calmly said: "Fan Zhuang, just find a dark night and bury him on his grave. Remember, don't be seen."
Zhang Wenheng: "..."
He carefully considered his words before speaking: "Ms. Wen, feudal superstition is unacceptable, especially if it harms others and benefits oneself."
Xihe was happy, pushed away the computer, stood up and walked to the window. The traffic outside was extremely busy: "Do you think I am that kind of person? Don't worry, I just asked a senior monk to perform a ritual for him and wish him a happy future in the next life. Just a family with a happy family.”
Zhang Wenheng breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, I'll get the things when the time comes."
However, Xihe was too busy. The person who received him was Secretary Han. After getting the things, he got on the train and staggered back to his hometown. After worshiping his sister, he took advantage of the dark and windy night to find Fan. The strong grave mound buried things in it.
During this period, he also inquired about a lot of information.
After receiving the money, Fan Zhuang's brother and sister-in-law lived and drank for a while, and then planned to buy a house. Unexpectedly, they were deceived into buying a haunted house. They suffered mental torture every day. It is said that the two of them are now in a trance, shouting "' Second brother, second brother'.
Zhang Wenheng: "..."
He left the first two people and returned to the countryside, and his spirits gradually improved.
Xihe built a laboratory at home and often stayed in it for a day or two. When eating, his aunt would knock on the door and bring it in. Cheng Que felt that she was really fooling around and didn't take her body seriously, so he opened the door and called for help.
The moment the door opened, a woman wearing a white coat was conducting experiments seriously.
Cheng Que: "..."
Silently closed the laboratory door.
When Xihe came out two days later, Cheng Que stopped her and asked, "Did you make all those things yourself?"
Xihe collapsed on the sofa and moved his fingers when he heard this. He said feebly, "Yeah, I'm exhausted." He kicked him and complained, "Why don't you find me a genius? If you keep doing this, my hair will be gone." It’s going to fall.”
Her long black hair was spread on the sofa, glowing with black luster.
Cheng Que's inquiring thoughts completely stopped. He walked over and picked him up, saying warmly: "It's my fault. I'll find it for you in two days."
Xihe turned around and buried herself in his chest, wrapping her arms around his waist: "Find another decorator to make the guest room on the first floor bigger, or build an elevator on the second floor."
Cheng Que paused and suddenly lowered his head, his eyes burning.
Xihe opened his eyelids, raised his hand to cover his face, and pinched it: "Or, you can change to a big bed."
Cheng Que stared at her blankly for a while, and suddenly he hugged her tightly in his arms. His chin rested on her shoulder. He couldn't say a word. Xihe pushed hard: "Hey, are you going to strangle me?"
"No."
The voice was slightly choked.
Xihe was stunned, raised his hand to hold his face, and was surprised: "No, President Cheng, you can actually drop golden beans?"
Cheng Que immediately turned away and was pulled back by Xi He. He stared at the red eyes and couldn't help kissing him. He said with a smile in his voice: "I didn't expect you look pretty when you cry. Well, your eyelashes are longer than mine." , too much!”
The tip of the nose touches the tip of the nose, and the breath gradually wraps around.
Xihe rubbed his soft lips and breathed ambiguously: "It's been so long, should we take the next step? For example, kiss, for example..."
Soft hands slipped into the hem of his clothes.
