The big entertainer adopted by the female president

Hearing Wu Wanqing's whisper, Wen Yan's footsteps froze, and a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

You know, since he dared to lead Wu Wanqing into the house, he was very sure in his heart that she would not notice anything unusual.

In fact, after his proper handling, whether it was the sofa in the living room or the tables and chairs in the dining room, they had been tidied up and there was no sign of mess at all.

Moreover, when he opened the door, he consciously procrastinated, standing outside the door and chatting with the old aunt for a long time.

Therefore, at this time, the smell in the living room has long since become undetectable.

Even he, the caring person who was leading the way and knew the inside story, didn't smell the smell in the living room. What's the difference from the past?
So according to common sense, normal people's sense of smell will definitely not be able to detect abnormalities.

But who would have thought that the old aunt's sense of smell was so keen that she could smell something wrong just as soon as she walked into the living room. This was beyond Wen Yan's expectations.

You have such a good nose, Auntie, is this the legendary talent you have been given?Wen Yan complained in his heart.

Of course, Wen Yan definitely didn't dare to answer this question now, so he could only be selectively deaf, pretending that he didn't hear Wu Wanqing's dick.

His expression was calm, and he didn't see any abnormalities at all. Just like when he was chatting about family affairs in the past, he changed the subject smoothly:
"Auntie, didn't you just rush over here after getting off the plane and didn't even go back to your own home?"

"Hey, I said you little guy, how do you talk? Is your skin itchy and you need to clean it up?"

Wu Wanqing's eyes widened, obviously a little unhappy: "What do you mean you didn't even go back to your own home? Isn't this the aunt's home?"

"Why, in your heart, this is just a small home for you and Luo Xi, and Auntie, the head of the family, is actually just an outsider that no one wants?"

Damn, I actually slipped my mouth, but you can't blame me all, if you want to blame, blame your precious daughter, Wen Yan secretly poked the pot in his heart:
Who told you that your precious daughter has been imperceptibly implying to me that Room 601, which has an area of ​​about [-] square meters, is a private space completely exclusive to the two of us.

Otherwise, how can she delay such a simple matter for more than ten years with one more key?
Every time Wu Wanqing asked about the "key", Wang Luoqi always had two answers:

Either you are busy with work and don't have time.

Or simply "I forgot".

Looking at the old aunt who claimed to be the "head of the family", Wen Yan felt that she was more or less self-indulgent...

As if seeing the weirdness in Wen Yan's eyes, Wu Wanqing turned around angrily, trying to leave:

"Okay, your wings are hardened now, and you don't treat me as a family at all. Auntie will leave now, so as not to cause trouble for you, it is just disgusting."

"Hey, when I heard the news of your injury in Kyoto, Auntie even skipped the high-level meeting of the Medical Association, so she rushed home in a hurry."

"When I got off the plane, because I was too anxious to run, I fell down at the gate of the airport, and now my leg still hurts. I don't know what I'm trying to do by doing this?"

...

"Oh, my old woman is really pitiful. It's okay to be old now. I don't have a child who knows what's cold and what's hot. I'm doomed to be lonely and homeless in the future."

The old aunt wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, she was about to cry and said:
"After today's incident, I can see it clearly. It is said that the daughter is the mother's little padded jacket. Unfortunately, the air in my house has already leaked."

"It's said that raising a child can prevent old age, but you are also a heartless master, and you can't be trusted at all. These years, auntie has loved you for nothing. It's useless to be happy, and raised a white-eyed wolf..."

"Hey, I'll ask someone to contact the nursing home for me now, so as not to cause trouble for you when you become insane."

"Auntie, that's not what I mean. Where are you going?" Wen Yan really didn't expect that he would poke a hornet's nest just by changing the subject casually.

"That's not what it means, what else could it mean? Hmph, you just don't treat me like a family member, so I'm leaving now..." Wu Wanqing turned her back to Wen Yan and continued to wipe her eyes.

She repeatedly emphasized that she wanted to go, but her footsteps seemed to be rooted, and she remained motionless.

Looking at the old aunt's better back, Wen Yan quickly explained:

"I just wanted to say, did you take a taxi here before you could return to Nianhua when you came back from Kyoto?"

"It's not what you understand. Nianhua is your home. In Qilixiangdu, you are an outsider. You have completely misunderstood me."

"So, do you also think that Auntie is not an outsider in this family?" Wu Wanqing asked tentatively.

"Of course!" Wen Yan nodded affirmatively.

Just made the old aunt cry, so naturally she did whatever she said.

At this moment, Wu Wanqing was on fire, Wen Yan didn't want to add fuel to the flames, he still had this bit of insight.

"In this case, then hand it over quickly." Wu Wanqing turned around, wiped her eyes with her left hand, and stretched her right hand directly in front of Wen Yan.

"Pay what?" Looking at the little white hands, Wen Yan was a little surprised.

"Of course it's the key." Wu Wanqing put down her "tear-wiping" left hand and looked at Wen Yan with a smile.

At this moment, her beautiful eyes narrowed into crescents, her face was full of surprise, how could she still have the crying look before?

Fuck me, are you playing me again?
Seeing the corners of Wu Wanqing's mouth curled up, and the smile on the corners of her eyes and brows, Wen Yan instantly realized that he had been tricked by the old aunt again.

Why so many "again"?

Because, when he first met Wu Wanqing, he was tricked by the old aunt many times.

Of course, he can't be blamed for being too careless. It can only be said that the old aunt's routines are too deep and slippery, making it impossible for him, a young man, to guard against them.

After all, the most sensitive part of Wu Wanqing's heart has always been the estrangement between Wang Luoxi and her in the early years.

As a result, resulting in the current state.

In these years, although the knot between mother and daughter has been untied in the early years, there are still some estrangements.

For example, she has not been able to fully integrate into her daughter's life, and cannot live with her daughter under the same roof like a normal mother and daughter.

Wen Yan felt that this should be, the regret in Wu Wanqing's heart was her rebellion.

...

So, when Wu Wanqing caught him talking and blamed him for not treating her as a family member, Wen Yan really thought that the old aunt was angry.

But who would have thought that Wu Wanqing would use this scar in her heart to trick him for the key to 601?
Moreover, after so many years, as he grew older, Wu Wanqing has restrained a lot and rarely teased him like she did when she was a child.

So much so that he even forgot that the essence of the old aunt is actually - a dramatist!
Alas, as expected, in these years, the longest road I have traveled is the routine of this mother and daughter, Wen Yan sighed in his heart.

"Auntie, I just gave you a key, what should I do?" Wen Yan said in embarrassment.

"This is easy to do."

Wu Wanqing waved her hand, and said rather grandly, "Give me the key, and I'll go downstairs and get a hundred and eighty ones. Auntie is not short of money anyway."

Is it a question of money or not?
This is related to whether I will be cleaned up by Sister Luo Qi.

Auntie, you don't want me to be homeless, do you?
Seemingly seeing Wen Yan's embarrassment, Wu Wanqing began to be persuasive: "You said just now that Auntie is not an outsider. Since she is not an outsider, she is naturally a family."

She stretched out her hand, and continued to emphasize: "Since we are a family, then I, the only elder, is naturally the best candidate for the head of the family, right?"

"Then may I ask, as the head of the family, how can I not have a key?"

"Whether it's emotional or reasonable, it's a bit inappropriate, isn't it?"

I'm still a child, it's a bit inappropriate for you to set me up like this and make me bear the pressure beyond my age, right? Wen Yan secretly slandered...

He didn't expect that he, who had always been good at riding a corner, would be cornered by the old aunt, and there was no way to retreat.

"Yes, we are all a family, but my aunt doesn't have a key to the house. It's a bit unreasonable. I'll find the key for you right now." Wen Yan said with a smile.

Seeing Wu Wanqing's firm attitude and her repeated emphasis on the key matter, Wen Yan knew that she couldn't escape.

"Hey, where's my key?" He touched his pocket with a look of surprise.

"Oh, what a coincidence, I didn't lose it sooner or later, but when I asked you for the key, it disappeared?" Wu Wanqing wrapped her plump hands around her, with a playful expression on her face.

That look seemed to say, kid, are you kidding me?Auntie, I'm just here quietly watching your performance.

After a while, Wu Wanqing became a little impatient seeing Wen Yan still looking through his pockets.

"Haven't found it yet?" she urged.

"Auntie, I didn't lie to you, I really can't find it."

"Oh, that's it, I believe it." Wu Wanqing showed a 'clear' smile.

She took two steps forward and said very intimately:
"Maybe the key is hidden too deep. Come, Xiaoyan, Auntie will help you find it."

As she spoke, she bent down and put her little hand into Wen Yan's trouser pocket.

Wen Yan: "..."

The old aunt is wearing a cheongsam now, maybe it was a little hot before, and she unbuttoned the top two buttons, leaning over to help him rummage through his pockets, revealing a smear of white at the neckline.

You know, just half an hour ago, this was the same place with a similar movement, but the person in front of him was Wang Luoqi who let himself go.

...

Moreover, just at this time, Wen Yan suddenly remembered the little thing he and Wang Luoxi found in the master bedroom in Nianhuali some time ago.

Wang Luoxi doesn't visit online stores often, so he might not know him, but as a theoretical master, can he still not know what it is?

So, from that day on, he knew Wu Wanqing's little secret.

Hiss, I can't think about it anymore, this is too much punishment, right? Wen Yan pushed away Wu Wanqing who was looking for the key, and quickly took two steps back.

"What are you doing?" Wu Wanqing was a little dazed when she was suddenly pushed back.

Looking at the astonished old aunt, Wen Yan said sincerely:
"Auntie, I really forgot where I put the key. Why don't you ask Sister Luo Qi for it when she comes out later?"

The person who tied the bell had to be untied, and he wasn't in arrears with his IQ. He wouldn't do such a thankless task that might annoy Wang Luoqi.

"What about Luo Qi, I've been in the house for so long, and I haven't seen her come out?" Wu Wanqing stood up straight.

To be honest, she was also a little surprised. Although her daughter's personality is not very good and she doesn't show her emotions very much, she doesn't want to leave her in the living room.

"She, she should be brushing her teeth." Wen Yan glanced at the bathroom.

"Are you brushing your teeth at this time before you get up?" Wu Wanqing blinked, a little surprised.

My daughter's life and rest are very regular, and she is not the kid in front of her. No one calls him, and he can sleep until lunch.

"She's not feeling well today, maybe she didn't sleep well last night?" Wen Yan pointed to the electronic calendar in the living room.

He was secretly reminding the old aunt to know that Wang Luoxi came to visit relatives today, so he just woke up now.

Seeing the number "23" on the calendar, Wu Wanqing also reacted, so she stopped continuing this topic.

She stroked the hem of the cheongsam, sat on the sofa, raised Erlang's legs, and then looked at Wen Yan and asked:

"By the way, I heard from Yiyi that Luo Qiwei's toe hurts, what happened?"

"On the day you went on a business trip to the capital, Sister Luo Qi wore high heels once. You also know that she doesn't usually wear high heels. Maybe she's not used to them. If she didn't pay attention when she was walking, she got sprained..."

Wen Yan briefly talked about the process, but he deliberately omitted the reason why Wang Luoxi wore high heels.

After all, if he said that the female president put on high heels and black stockings because of him, the old aunt would probably explode.

In particular, whether it was high heels or black stockings, Wang Luoqi borrowed them from the old aunt's room.

"High heels?" As if thinking of something, Wu Wanqing's eyes lit up.

She took Wen Yan's arm, made him squat in front of her, glanced in the direction of the bathroom, and then said in a low voice:

"Xiaoyan, tell me carefully, what Luo Xi did that day, who did she meet besides going to work in the company, and whether there are any young people around her age."

Having said that, she blinked her eyes and gave Wen Yan a "you know what I mean" look.

He almost didn't say, is Luo Qi in love?
Who is that man, how old is he, what does he look like, do I recognize him?Bring them all to me.

Auntie, I know what you are thinking, the man you guessed is me, but I dare not say it! Looking at Wu Wanqing who looks like a thief, Wen Yan also blinked.

...

He felt that if Wu Wanqing was told the truth, the old aunt with a surprised face would probably be able to drive him three miles away with a kitchen knife.

It's still the kind that won't give up if you don't hack it to death.

After all, she will never tolerate that the pigs raised by her family miss the cabbage she planted herself.

Fighting in the same room is a taboo since ancient times!

"Auntie, I don't know either. It was Thursday, and I happened to be full of class." Wen Yan said with sincerity.

"Oh, you mean to say that you went to school?" Wu Wanqing rolled her eyes.

"Who is the lake? I really think that Auntie is a fool. If you can go to school, even a sow can climb a tree!"

Wen Yan: "..."

"Forget it, if you don't want to say it, Auntie won't force you."

Wu Wanqing shrugged, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth:
"Anyway, the ugly son-in-law always wants to see his mother-in-law. Sooner or later, I will know which pig my cabbage is after. I hope it is a good breed."

Wen Yan: "..."

"Auntie, are you thinking too much, just wearing high heels, what does this mean?"

Speaking of this, he added: "Sister Luo Qi, she never hides from me. If she really has someone in mind, she must be the first to tell me. If she didn't tell me, then she must have not."

"Heh, you're really a noob in love. Anyway, you're an adult now, and sooner or later you'll have to talk to a girlfriend. Today, Auntie will tell you first, what's on your daughter's mind."

Wu Wanqing patted him on the shoulder, said with a smile:

"A woman is the one who pleases herself, understand? A woman who never cared about her appearance suddenly wants to dress herself up. Apart from having a spring heart and wanting to find a man, what else could it be?"

Auntie, you look so understanding. Wen Yan nodded, don't say anything, Wu Wanqing's analysis is quite reasonable, except that she doesn't know who the man is, she also guessed almost everything else.

It can be said to be very close to the truth.

"By the way, is her foot injured seriously? Did she go to the hospital to take an X-ray?" Wu Wanqing remembered to ask her daughter's injury.

The main reason is that compared with the future son-in-law, the priority of just spraining his feet is naturally lower.

"It's not serious. I massaged her a few times, and she's fine now." Wen Yan said truthfully, without hiding anything.

Mainly from his point of view, it's not a secret, and besides, he can't let Wang Luoqi pretend to be lame later.

"Xiaoyan, do you still know how to massage?" Wu Wanqing was a little surprised.

This little guy really has two skills, writing lyrics, composing music, singing, playing the piano, cooking, massaging... there is nothing he can't do.

It seems that she misunderstood her own daughter earlier, how can she not know how to take care of children, this training is too good.

It is simply versatile and comprehensive development, but I don't know, who will be cheaper in the future?
Seeing the astonishment in Wu Wanqing's eyes, Wen Yan prodded the person in front of her:

"It's okay. It's not too difficult to learn. I just learned today. Sister Luo Qi's experience is very good."

Then, he felt a warm touch in his arms.

"Auntie, what are you doing?" Looking at the little feet in stockings on her stomach, Wen Yan was almost thrown into a mess by the wind, petrified on the spot.

"I walked a short distance with bare feet just now, and now the soles of my feet are burning. Please press them for me."

"Auntie, isn't this very good?" Wen Yan backed away.

His massage skills are a bit unscrupulous, but he dare not try it on Wu Wanqing, otherwise, if Wang Luoxi finds out, why not kill him?

"Why, you can massage Luo Xi, but not me?"

"Auntie has been hurting you for nothing all these years."

This difference in treatment is too obvious, right? Wu Wanqing frowned slightly, a little annoyed:

"No, you have to press me today, let me try your handicraft."

Ah, looking at the little feet in his arms, Wen Yan was also a little tangled for a while.

The same scene, the same request, but the person on the sofa changed from Wang Luoqi to Wu Wanqing.

Is this a press or not?

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The big entertainer adopted by the female president