The big entertainer adopted by the female president

Chapter 221 System Upgrade Successfully
Listening to the soul torture from her mother, Zhao Wanqi didn't know how to answer for a while.

After all, only she and Wen Yan, the two parties involved, knew what happened to the "inspection" behavior just now and the sudden temper before the meal.

She wanted to use this excuse to train the disobedient pony, so that he would have a better memory in the future, so that he would not be a capitalist's pug at every turn.

Well, she knew in her heart that this move would not have much effect at all.

Because the well-behaved, obedient, pink and jade-carved little milk dog in the past has become a thing of the past, and now "it" has evolved and upgraded, and has become someone's exclusive licking dog...

That's why she was depressed, and wanted to take the opportunity to beat him up, so that he would know how to restrain himself in the future.

At least, you can't lick like this in front of her eyes.

But in the eyes of outsiders, isn't this just the little fun between young couples, the "daily feeding" that abuses single dogs?

Really, I don't know how to say hello before entering the door, the doorbell at home is not a decoration, when will I get into the good habit of ringing the doorbell Zhao Wanqi secretly slandered in her heart.

From childhood to adulthood, in the eyes of her mother, she has always been an obedient and good girl, but she has never had such intimacy with the opposite sex.

Moreover, the floor where Wen Yan slept on last night was in the center of the living room in a big thorny mass, stealing the spotlight, and it could be called the center of the audience.

Especially the crumpled quilt, it was as messy as after a big battle...

It will inevitably make people think too much.

"Why don't you talk, are you dumb?" Zhao Ma walked to the floor and twitched her nose slightly.

Ah hello, what are you smelling? Seeing the embarrassing toes of Zhao Wanqi, the mother who turned into a "sugar man" detective, she hurriedly pulled her mother to sit in front of the sofa:
"Mom, you came here early this morning. You must have something important to do, right? Tell me, listen, don't delay your business."

While changing the subject, she took her own mother's arm, pricked up her ears, and acted like a little bird.

But Zhao's mother obviously didn't like this, she kept a straight face, expressionless:

"What's the matter, listen to what you mean, I'm a mother, I can't come here if I have nothing to do?"

"No, no." Zhao Wanqi quickly waved her hands and explained: "I mean, why didn't you say hello to me in advance when you came over, so that I could prepare and cook a few more dishes for you..."

Zhao Ma glanced at Wen Yan, and said with a half-hearted smile:
"Yeah, I informed you in advance. When I come to take a look, there will only be a large table of dishes left, right?"

"Hmph, you damn girl, if I don't come here today, are you going to keep hiding it from me?"

Sure enough, the middle-aged women were deeply poisoned by the tea poisoned by the dog's blood at eight o'clock, and they made up their minds if they disagreed with each other. Zhao Wanqi was a little helpless.

"Mom, don't talk nonsense. Things are not what you think. We are not dating. We were just joking just now. It is not what you think. Don't talk nonsense..."

"Nonsense?" Before she could finish speaking, Zhao Ma interrupted directly.

"I've seen it all with my own eyes, and you still want to deny it? Huh, Mom is getting old, but she hasn't reached the point where her eyesight is dim."

"I've been reminding you, don't fall in love in the past few years, why are you ignoring it? Do you think that your wings are hard now, and what mother said is useless?"

Looking at Zhao's mother who directly interrupted with a wave, Wen Yan secretly slandered in his heart that Sister Wanqi's status in the family was worrying, no wonder he was never invited to dinner at home.

If it was Wang Luoqi, Wu Wanqing would not even give her a chance to explain. Of course, if Wang Luoqi really brought home a heterosexual, the old aunt would probably set off firecrackers to celebrate.

She has raised the cabbage for 27 years, and finally knows to bring pigs home, and she no longer has to worry about her daughter's marriage.

Of course, this pig must be brought back from outside, not his family thief.

In addition, Zhao Ma's eyes also made Wen Yan a little uncomfortable. He is not the old king next door, so why is he acting like an adulterer?
My daughter is not underage, and this is not a puppy love in my school days. Zhao Xiaosong is already familiar with Yujie, so she won't have such a big reaction if she brings a woman of the opposite sex to her home.

Wen Yan felt that today was a bit unlucky, and encountered a "ward round" early in the morning, but as a man, he naturally couldn't throw all the pressure on Zhao Wanqi at this time, that would be too insincere.

He smiled and said, "Auntie, my name is Wen Yan, you should have heard sister Wanqi mention me, I just talked about you with sister Wanqi, and I plan to visit the second elder at home in two days."

When it comes to how to please the elders, it is experienced to ask yourself gently.

Wu Wanqing was born in a wealthy family and suffered a marriage change. She used to have such a cold temperament, and in daily communication, people could feel the obvious sense of alienation, but she was not coaxed into a smile.

Moreover, in his opinion, although the action just now caused a misunderstanding, it is actually easy to explain.

He and Zhao Wanqi had known each other from the orphanage for more than ten years, and their relationship was as close as brother and sister.

Although Zhao Wanqi never invited him to be a guest at home, Zhao's mother must have a certain understanding of him.

After all, my daughter has been a volunteer in the orphanage for seven or eight years, so how could a parent not know the inside story.

As long as Mother Zhao knew his identity, what happened just now would be easy to explain.

It is normal for the little brother who was taken care of in the orphanage to stay at home for one night. There is no suspicion of being an orphan or a widow.

"Wen Yan? It sounds familiar. You are the junior who wrote the song for Wanqi? No wonder there are gossips about you on the Internet. As expected, there is no wind without waves." Zhao's mother suddenly realized.

She said with a cold face: "I hope you can give me a reasonable explanation. As for the lame reason of writing songs all night, don't use it to perfuse me."

"From the entertainment industry, rumors of 'talking about scripts late at night' have been reported. After being stoned, such excuses are no longer convincing to me."

Wen Yan: "..."

Looking at Zhao's mother's reaction at this time, it seems that she didn't know him before, and the only understanding she had was after the "recommendation incident".

Sister Wanqi, haven't you mentioned me before?Or am I not clear enough?
He went on to explain:

"Auntie, sister Wanqi and I have known each other for a long time. When we were in the orphanage, she took good care of me and often played with me."

"The orphanage? Is it the starting point orphanage?" Zhao Ma stood up abruptly, her face a little ugly.

Ah, what did I say wrong? Wen Yan was taken aback for a moment.

He also had a little bit of confusion in his heart. When did the reputation of Qidian Welfare Institute become so bad?
Looking at the old aunt who suddenly exploded, Wen Yan could clearly feel that when he mentioned the orphanage, he should have touched the old aunt's back scales.

He looked at Zhao Wanqi who was not far away, and cast a look for help. This aunt is a bit difficult to deal with, and he can't handle it.

Zhao Wanqi did not expect that her mother would have such a big reaction.

But unlike Wen Yan's blankness, she actually knew some reasons in her heart.

Seeing Wen Yan who was at a loss, Zhao Wanqi stood up, took his hand, and walked out the door.

She exhorted as she walked:
"Xiaoyan, you should go back first. When you get home, remember to recuperate well. Don't go out and run around. I'll see you again in two days."

"Sister Wanqi, this..." Looking at the cold-faced old aunt, Wen Yan was a little worried.

"It's not a big deal to worry about. I'll talk to my mother later." Zhao Wanqi said with a smile.

"Alright then." Wen Yan walked out the door.

In this situation, he is really not suitable to stay here.

After all, in Zhao Ma's eyes, he is just an outsider, and some things are only suitable for his family to say behind closed doors.

Looking at the closed door, the smile on Zhao Wanqi's face gradually faded.

"Mom, after talking so much just now, I must be thirsty. Drink a glass of water first to moisten your throat. Let's all calm down and talk about it later. It just so happens that I didn't announce today, so I have plenty of time."

She walked slowly back to the sofa and poured her mother a cup of tea.

"I'm calm now, and I'm not thirsty." Zhao's mother didn't go to pick up the water glass: "Tell me what's going on today?"

"I've already forgotten that he didn't mention the orphanage. This is the child you wanted to adopt when you first entered college?"

"It's all about old sesame seed and rotten millet. What's the point of bringing it up now?" Zhao Wanqi sipped her saliva, her eyes were empty, as if she was remembering the past.

After a while, she continued: "He has been adopted long ago. The family is very kind and treats him like a treasure."

Zhao Ma's face became more and more ugly: "Didn't we treat you badly?"

……

After leaving Fengdu Garden, Wen Yan's face was a little ugly.

From the brief conversation just now, and Zhao Ma's sensitivity to the opposite sex around her daughter, and thinking of what Mrs. Wen had said when she talked about Zhao Wanqi's parents a while ago, he almost figured out what was going on.

The relationship between Zhao Wanqi and her mother may be even more complicated than that of Wang Luoqi's mother and daughter.

In fact, he had already expected it in his heart.

There are many volunteers in the orphanage, but few like Zhao Wanqi have been doing it for seven or eight years.

Students who have been keen to participate in social practice since middle school must be optimistic and cheerful, and they are generous in dealing with others, but Zhao Wanqi used to be timid in front of outsiders.

The more he thought about it, the more Wen Yan frowned. He could still find ways to help with other things, but he was really helpless with this kind of family conflict.

After all, it is difficult for an upright official to break up housework.

"Ding dong."

Just when Wen Yan was about to wave to the taxi, a sense of dizziness suddenly came to his mind.

The low pressure system that has been out of touch for a long time has finally been upgraded successfully.

……

Well, I won’t say anything superfluous, let’s give one to the bosses first, I’m guilty of procrastinating.

Also, see you tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)