Chapter 9
In Wen Chicheng's car, Yan Yujin, who was sitting in the co-pilot, directed the driver all the way forward, and her voice was the only one in the car.

Wanyan and Wen Chicheng sat in the back with a tacit understanding. Both of them were silent, not saying a word, and there was an uncontrollable atmosphere in the air.

Wen Chicheng is good-tempered, gentle and considerate, but he is also a proud son of the emperor. In front of him, his fiancée was kissed and told that she was his ex-lover. No matter how good-tempered he is, he still feels a little depressed.

In particular, Wanyan did not tell him the identity of the man he met at the airport.

Wanyan's mind was very confused at this time, and the good mood of returning home was disturbed by Xia Sheng. Facing Chicheng, she didn't know what to say for a while.

He simply listened to his mother's voice guiding him and kept his mouth shut.

Unfortunately, Xia Sheng's house was obviously very close to Wanyan's house, and the car only made a few detours before arriving at Wanyan's house.

This point inexplicably made Wen Chicheng feel depressed, but when he got off the car, he had sorted out his mood, and there was still a gentle smile on his face.

Wanyan always thought that Wen Chicheng was gentle and tolerant of everything, but now she felt that that gentle smile was like his impeccable mask, and that he who was in the car with a brief low pressure just now was the real him.

Shrinking his nose, he silently wanted to walk to him, but was pulled to him by Yan Yujin.

"Mr. Wen, please sit inside."

Ringing the doorbell, waiting for the nanny to open the door, Yan Yujin turned sideways, but let Wen Chicheng go in first.

It was the first time that the middle-aged nanny inside saw his wife come back with two unfamiliar young people, and hurriedly backed away in fear.

"Auntie, you're welcome." After being polite and polite, she walked in.

Yan Yujin looked at his back at the door, turned her head and winked at Wanyan, there were doubts and questions in her eyes, but more admiration!
It seems to be saying that my daughter has quite the demeanor of her back then, and she is more agile than when she took down Qi Zheng's yellow-haired boy. Now she has picked such a wealthy son-in-law who is not inferior to Xia Sheng!

"Your father and Xia Sheng's father are blown away."

Wanyan frowned as if she didn't want to say more, and walked past her directly, and walked in. Seeing Wen Chicheng looking at the house, she followed suit.

It is the bright and simple style she likes, and it is decorated according to her preferences at first glance, which makes the depressed mood much better.

There are also more colors between the eyebrows and eyes.

"I went abroad to study screenwriting five years ago, and this is my parents' new home after I left! It's my first time here!"

"Then I'm not very honored?" Wen Chicheng responded with a smile.

The two of them talked cheerfully as if they had forgotten what happened just now.

Yan Yujin observed calmly, called the nanny to prepare tea, and sat quietly without interrupting their conversation.

"Come back with your latest script this time, and it will definitely make a big splash in China!"

At the end, Wen Chicheng couldn't help but said, when he looked at Wanyan with a calm demeanor, his eyes were full of love that made people feel warm but couldn't be ignored.

Speaking of the screenwriter, Wanyan's whole person became lively, and his face was full of air.

Yan Yujin on the side frowned when she heard that her daughter still chose the career of screenwriting, but suddenly thought of one of Xia Sheng's multiple identities, her eyes lit up,
"screenwriter?!"

(End of this chapter)

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