The President's Best Wife

Chapter 186
Wen Qiao opened and closed his mouth, opened and closed again, and repeated this several times, but he couldn't utter a sound.

Old Man Ming and Hai Lanyin looked at each other in embarrassment, and Hai Lanyin smoothed things over with kindness, "It's okay, take your time later, don't be in a hurry."

Wen Qiao's face didn't change color anyway, it was always red, "Okay...thank you..."

She didn't know what to call her, she couldn't call her mother.

Moreover, her mother had passed away for more than ten years. The name "Mom" was strange and distant to her.

Grandma?Isn't this looking for a fight?

The meal was embarrassing and shy. When discussing the date of marriage, Wen Qiao buried her face and bit her lip the whole time, not daring to raise her head.

It was finally decided that Wen Qiao would go to get the certificate after the exam, and the wedding would be held after she and Meizhiting came back from the Sichuan-Chongqing area.

The deep and gentle voice of Meiji Court rang in her ears, "Is this arrangement okay?"

Wen Qiao couldn't say bad things in front of so many members of the Ming family, and she didn't have any objections, so she just nodded slightly.

……

"Brother Wanchen—"

Holding a piece of blueberry-flavored ice cream in his hand, Xiao Putao looked at the ice cream that was about to melt, and ran up to Ming Wanchen excitedly. Because he ran in a hurry, he didn't stop, and the ice cream in his hand directly stuck to him .

"Brother, the ice cream is soft...Look..."

Little Putao showed Ming Wanchen the broken crispy tube, but the ice cream was gone, her big round eyes were filled with mist, her mouth was pursed, and she sobbed childishly: "The ice cream is gone... ...the little grapes haven't been eaten yet... my brother pays..."

Ming Wanchen looked at his smudged white T-shirt, and that invisible anger went straight to Tianlinggai. He was obviously the victim, so she still had the nerve to ask him to pay?But seeing Shang Xiaoputao's small expression of grievance, his heart suddenly softened into a large piece, like a basin of water pouring down from the top of his head.

There are two people he fears most in this world, one is his little uncle Meiji Ting, don't make him smile, who knows what bad water is in his stomach, anyway, he has been scared by his little uncle since he was a child.

The second is her little sister, Ming Niannian, whose nickname is Little Putao.

Don't look at this girl who is cute and looks like a little angel. In fact, she is the Meiji Tei Er who is alive and well. She is very gloomy. She looks like a cute baby angel in front of him. When she turned around, she complained that she didn't study well and didn't do her homework.

He even suspects that this grape has grown into a spirit, and it can make him, a 21-year-old man, fearful at the age of two.

Today, his little uncle's fiancée came to eat at the Ming Mansion. His little uncle said that he hadn't been upright all day long, and he was afraid that he would affect his fiancee's mood, so he asked him to bring Little Putao out to play.

In fact, I was worried that Xiao Putao was his illegitimate daughter. If his fiancée found out, he would just say so if he would divorce. What kind of label should he be given? How can he not be upright?
Doesn't it happen all the time, otherwise, she wouldn't be able to find such a flowery little daughter-in-law like Wen Qiao, right?
Thinking of Wen Qiao, Mei Zhiting couldn't help showing a slightly wretched smile on his face.

Little Putao tugged at the hem of Ming Wanchen's clothes, and said in a childlike voice, "Brother, you have a good smile... Dad taught you that word before, it seems to be called obscene, yes, brother laughed so obscenely just now."

Ming Wanchen: "..."

Begging, the psychological shadow area of ​​being complained and attacked by a two-year-old milk baby.

Ming Wanchen: "Ming Niannian, I haven't talked about you yet, you see you messed with my clothes, your brother bought me a limited edition Burberry for my 20th birthday, do you pay for it?"

　The little grape you have been thinking about is coming out again
　　
　
(End of this chapter)