The President's Best Wife

Chapter 377 Little Uncle, I Want to Go Horse Riding Too

"So much?" Shen Qing'er's mouth was O-shaped, and she couldn't move it with both hands. Thinking that brother Zhiting is so good, a woman who can be his wife must be all-round.

"But I will be in the third year of high school in September this year, and the study in the third year of high school is very tight. My father and mother have arranged a lot of courses for me. How can I learn so much without the rest time?" Shen Qing'er put her face in her hands, pouted miserably.

Wen Qiao felt terrified, little brat, do you still not give up?

"Give up, girl, my uncle is really not suitable for you, don't be fooled by appearances." Wen Qiao persuaded with "kindness".

"No, Cinderella can marry a prince. What's more, my family's family background is not low. Our two families can be regarded as the right family. I can't get others, let alone get it. Brother Zhiting can only be mine." In Bide, he clenched his fist with his right hand and made a cheering gesture.

Wen Qiao roared inwardly: "..." Your uncle, I really want to throw the marriage certificate in her face, but the other party is your beloved daughter, she is cowardly.

Don't dare to say, dare not shout, let alone do it.Obviously she is the real wife, but she shrinks here and lives under the name of her niece. She is really useless as the wife of the finance minister.

She even despises herself, she has a lot of mental age, and she still cares about a little girl.

She took a deep breath and thought about it, anyway, she was the one lying on his bed with her name written in his spouse column.

"Then...you work hard!"

Shen Qing'er followed her advice and asked the pastry chef to make a lot of pastries for Wen Qiao to take home. She said, "Wanqun, let me add you on WeChat, and then you can send me your little uncle's movements. Don't worry, I will definitely be sure." I won't tell your little uncle, and I can also give you benefits."

Wen Qiao's heart: I am not rare.

But, she can't afford to offend the other party...

Wen Qiao panicked, "It's useless, I'm also a high school student, and my parents will confiscate my mobile phone when I go to make up classes. I can't touch my mobile phone a few times a year."

Shen Qing'er is a well-protected eldest lady, and she has no doubts about Wen Qiao's words, "Huh? It's so miserable. I thought I was miserable enough, but I didn't expect you to be more pitiful than me."

Wen Qiao nodded miserably: "That's right."

At [-]:[-], the conversation between Meiji Court and Your Excellency was over, and Wen Qiao and Shen Qing'er were already waiting in the reception room with big and small bundles.

"Tired of waiting?" He saw the listless Wen Qiao at a glance. Although he was sitting on a chair, his spine seemed to have been pumped.

Wen Qiao asked and turned around. Walking in front of him was a slightly fat middle-aged man with short hair and hands behind his back. He looked about forty in his fifties, and he was as powerful as the Meiji court. Inside.

Wen Qiao stood up immediately, not knowing what to say, so she bent down and bowed.

Shen Qing'er was unrestrained, and skipped over to grab the man's arm, "Father, you've trapped Brother Zhiting for a long time, and Qing'er didn't even have time to see it."

After that, he leaned his head and looked at Meizhiting, blinking his eyes: "Brother Zhiting, I haven't seen you for a long time, when will you take me to ride a horse?"

Meizhiting stretched out his hand to Wen Qiao, and said with a smile: "I just came back recently, I have a lot of things to do, I will take you to play when I am free."

Wen Qiao felt very uncomfortable in his heart, he hadn't even taken himself to ride a horse yet, his heart was sour, and Wen Qiao became playful.

"Little uncle, I also wanted to ride a horse just now."

(End of this chapter)