The big entertainer adopted by the female president

"Aunt Wu, we can talk about these details later. Anyway, Sister Luo Qi is here, and she won't just run around."

Seeing Wu Wanqing with disheveled hair and ragged clothes, Wen Yan made a sincere suggestion:
"Why don't you go to the bathroom to wash up first, as Sister Luo Qi said just now, and then go back to the room and change your clothes?"

As the "perpetrator of human life" in the center of the storm, Wen Yan should have minimized his sense of existence at this sensitive moment.

Unfortunately, the reality does not allow him to do so...

He can only use the excuse of caring for his elders to take the opportunity to plot the little Jiujiu in his heart.

That's right, he wanted to drive Wu Wanqing away, and discuss with Wang Luoxi in private how to deal with the old aunt, so as not to reveal her secrets later.

Although he also felt that it seemed a little bad to use this reason to deceive the old aunt.

But for the sake of my own life...

Full of desire to survive, Wen Yan resolutely chose to act in a hurry, and threw the heavy sense of guilt in his heart to the sky.

Although this behavior seems a bit shameless.

Well, a little shameless indeed.

But how can you use such a low-grade adjective for things related to artists?
Well, in the entertainment industry, this behavior of changing positions in seconds should be called the flexible "moral bottom line".

Although the old aunt ignored many details now and believed Wang Luoxi's lies that could be easily broken, it was all due to her emotional ups and downs.

Wen Yan has never underestimated Wu Wanqing's IQ. For someone as shrewd as the old aunt, as long as she is given time to calm down, she will definitely find something wrong.

Just like when she entered the door just now, she had doubts about the smell in the room, and she didn't believe his explanation later.

But she kept it in her heart and deliberately did not expose it. Instead, she secretly collected evidence in private.

Then, she discovered the wanton traces on the tattered stockings, which was also the trigger for her and Wang Luoxi's relationship to be exposed.

Hearing Wen Yan's suggestion, Wu Wanqing looked down at her clothes.

Hmm. Well, in fact, she didn't see anything at this glance.

Because of the plump curve in front of her body, she blocked her sight.

Alas, it's really in the way, every time I lower my head, I can't see my toes, and it takes a lot of effort to check my clothes, which is very troublesome.

Wu Wanqing complained secretly in her heart: She has endured the pressure that ordinary women can't understand.

"Mom, what are you doing so silly here?" Seeing the corner of Wu Wanqing's mouth curled up, Wang Luoxi poked her arm.

The female president said with some dissatisfaction: "Didn't you hear, was Xiaoyan talking to you just now? Why did you ignore him?"

"Ah, did someone talk to me? Mom was distracted just now, so I didn't hear it." Wu Wanqing didn't answer.

Recently, she didn't want to talk to Wen Yan.

Otherwise, she can't guarantee that she can control the prehistoric power in her heart.

Hearing the perfunctory in the mother's tone, the female president narrowed her beautiful eyes and said with a smile: ...

"Mom, look how Xiaoyan knows your habits. Even my daughter, I have forgotten your daily habits, but my son-in-law helps you remember them."

"Sure enough, the old saying is true, a son-in-law is half a son-in-law, you can see how filial Xiaoyan is to you."

Sister Luo Qi, please don't say it, you are trying to bring hatred to me. I noticed the old aunt's glance and the gentle words standing aside, and I was a little frightened.

How can you continue to stimulate the old aunt at this time, aren't you afraid of her getting mad?Wen Yan hurriedly opened his mouth to comfort him:

"Mom, don't listen to her nonsense, what kind of son-in-law is not a son-in-law, just treat me as your own son... Cough cough, you didn't say that."

Feeling the cold touch on his neck, Wen Yan shuddered and stopped speaking decisively.

Seeing that Wen Yan was quite sensible, Wu Wanqing took back the fruit knife on his neck.

At this time, you know you are called mother, why did you go there earlier?
Although she had been expecting Wen Yan to change her words and call herself mother, she didn't want it to be done in this way.

Adopted son and son-in-law, these are two completely different concepts?

"Hey, hey, Mom, let's have a good talk, how can we use a knife?"

Wang Luoxi was startled, and quickly snatched the fruit knife from Wu Wanqing's hand, and threw it directly into the desk drawer. To be on the safe side, she even pressed her knee against the drawer door.

Then, she glared at her mother, and touched her lower abdomen in fear:
"Mom, that's how you do grandma, you don't want my son to lose his father before my son is born, do you?"

"Didn't you say that you can't find out who is male or female?" Wu Wanqing rolled her eyes and ignored her daughter who was acting as a demon.

You're not married yet, your elbows are starting to turn outwards, and I don't know what ecstasy soup Xiao Chi gave you?

She could tell that her daughter, who used to be domineering, had lost her previous shrewdness because of love.

The female president of the vertical and horizontal shopping mall of the Qilixiang Group is dead, and the dead girl in front of her has fallen into the gentle town specially prepared for her by the little Chi Lao.

Withdrawing her divergent thoughts, she turned her eyes to the stereoscopic mirror in front of the door, and Wu Wanqing could see clearly her current image:

His face was flushed, his hair was messy, and fell irregularly to the sides of his cheeks. Some hairs even stuck to his lips mischievously.

Stepping on the carpet with bare feet, the blue and white cheongsam was slit up to the thighs, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin, and the silk stockings wrapped around the legs were also unraveled.

Especially the stocking on her left foot, which was torn into a big hole by herself, which was particularly eye-catching at this time.

This pair of ragged clothes and messy hair looks like the heroine in an action movie who has gone through a battle.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Wu Wanqing had goosebumps on her fair arms:
It's not elegant!
How can an old aunt who has been refined all her life accept such a sloppy self?
She sat up straight with a 'rub', and wanted to get up immediately, go to the bathroom to take a hot bath, and tidy up her clothes by the way.

But thinking that this was Wen Yan's suggestion, Wu Wanqing bit her red lips, forcibly suppressed this tempting thought, and firmly nailed her peach buttocks to the sofa, motionless. …

In the past, Wu Wanqing would definitely be very relieved to hear such a suggestion from Wen Yan, thinking that her little brat is really a filial and good boy.

Well, I didn't hurt him in vain all these years.

but now……

This pig didn't even say hello, but it gave away her family's Shuiling cabbage. What kind of good variety is this?

Ah bah, the old lady has been blind all these years, but she didn't realize that this little guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes turned out to be the flower picker she raised at home!
This is really hard to guard against!

Hmph, Old Little Chi must have made a bad idea. Wu Wanqing glanced at her side, with warm words of expectation in her eyes, and slightly straightened her upper body to show her attitude.

Thinking that she hadn't asked about the detailed process, Wu Wanqing narrowed her eyes slightly:

"Mom is a little curious, how did you two start? Can you tell me about the specific process?"

"Mom, why are you like this? How can there be an elder like you?"

Wang Luoxi covered his face with his hands, and looked like a shy little girl: "How dare I open up about such a private matter?"

In fact, she panicked a lot in her heart. How could she know the details as a big girl?

"You don't need to describe it in too much detail, just tell me the date when your child won the lottery."

"Since you're too embarrassed to say it, why not just write it down on paper, that's the head office." Wu Wanqing was very thoughtful.

She took out a pen and paper from her bag, and handed it to her daughter gently, with a faint smile on her face.

"This, that's it." Wang Luoxi took the pen and paper hesitantly.

She knew that this level could not be avoided.

Although this is personal privacy, as a grandmother, my mother is of course entitled to know when her baby grandson was conceived.

Alas, it's better to make up a reliable one. Wang Luoxi carefully deliberated in his heart, this date should not only meet the recently conceived, but also avoid her safe period.

Of course, this kind of thing can't help her as a top student.

But just when she was about to start writing, she heard Wu Wanqing continue to say:

"For such an important matter, I can't just let you write it alone. You should also give the child's father a sense of participation."

Wu Wanqing glanced at Wen Yan, and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth:
"Nizi, come and write a copy too."

Wen Yan: "..."

Looking at the pen and paper in front of him, why did he have a sense of déjà vu that he was taking a statement at the Public Security Department? !

Wu Wanqing folded her arms around her chest, and said with a half-hearted smile:
"Remember to write it after thinking it over carefully. If the dates of the two of you don't match, let's go to the hospital now and have another examination."

Wen Yan looked at Wang Luoqi, and Wang Luoqi also looked at Wen Yan. For a moment, the eyes of both of them were a little flustered.

It seems to be cold!

How can this be edited down? It's not written in the script!
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