The President's Best Wife

Chapter 480 Too Thin, Fertility Is a Problem
The sadness this time also brought resentment towards the Meiji Court.

She knew that the Meiji court was hiding it from her, because she didn't want her to worry and feel uncomfortable.

As I said before, I understand the truth, but it is always so difficult to put the truth into practice.

It's fine if it's someone else, but this person is her younger sister, a sister of her own mother, who is connected by blood.

It's impossible for her to treat her like someone who doesn't care.

What's more, she is very confused now, and she doesn't know whether she should talk about this matter with her father, but if she really lets her father know, will he, an elderly person, make something good or bad for him?

In this world, the only person connected to her by blood is her father, Wen Boshi.She really couldn't bear her father's shock after knowing the truth. Since her father knew that Xin'er was dead, there was no need to let him know how Xin'er died.

Wen Qiao thought about it, and soon stopped crying.

She stood up, wiped away the tears on her face, and looked at the vegetables in her hands, a lot had already escaped.

Wen Qiao: "..."

She stabilized her emotions before calling a taxi on the side of the road.

She went back and saw that the refrigerator was only bought by the servants, so she put the ones she bought herself in.

It was already past six o'clock when Wen Bo woke up, and when he woke up, the servant had cooked sober soup, which tasted like sour plum.

In order not to let Wen Boshi see the clues, Wen Qiao pretended to be obedient and coquettish, and took a sip of the hangover soup given to Wen Boshi. The sour smell made Wen Qiao wrinkle his nose.

"It's so sour. Daddy, are you sure you want to drink it? I feel my face is sour." Wen Qiao held the bowl and held it far away, turning her small face to one side, her face was full of disgust. expression.

After Wen Boshi woke up, his brain hurt badly, and he was a little irritable at first, but seeing his daughter like this made him laugh out loud.

Wen Bo was handsome when he was young, even though he is nearly fifty now, the features on his face can still be seen as handsome and handsome when he was young.

Otherwise, a beautiful daughter like Wen Qiao would not have been born.

As the saying goes, daughters follow their fathers and sons follow their mothers.

Later, Wen Qiao was confused. She looked at Xiao Putao and Mei Zhiting, and looked back and forth between their faces, "This is a lie, why are you father and daughter so different?"

When Wen Bo took the hangover soup that Wen Qiao handed over, he raised his eyebrows without frowning, and swallowed sullenly.

Wen Qiao looked at the bowl with the bottom up, and there was not a single drop left, and she couldn't help sighing: "Sure enough, Dad is Dad, and he doesn't take a breath after drinking it in one breath."

Wen Boshi laughed again because of Wen Qiao, "How can you be so eloquent? Why didn't you realize it before?"

Wen Qiao put the bowl on the table, ran over to hold his arm, leaned on him and acted like a baby: "That's necessary, as a father's daughter, if I lose by lip service, wouldn't it mean that I won't win?" ? In the past, I was able to eat whatever I could, and I could do whatever I could, but now, I am different, the situation does not allow it, and my daughter has to become even better."

When Wen Bo heard this, he was very relieved, and patted the back of Wen Qiao's hand. His palm was thick calluses left over from years of training and touching guns. When it patted on Wen Qiao's delicate skin, it was numb.

"By the way, where is Zhiting?" Wen Boshi woke up for a while, but he didn't see anyone, and he didn't hear the servant mention it.

Because of the identity of the Meiji court, the servants in the house are all of a certain age, and they don't read the news much online, so they don't know the identity of the Meiji court.

Wen Boshi didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble for him, so he didn't introduce him to the servant.

Wen Qiao felt uncomfortable for a moment, and then said with a smile: "He said he had something to do, so he went back to deal with it."

"Didn't you say when you'll be back?" Wen Boshi looked at Wen Qiao, his sharp eyes made Wen Qiao extremely uncomfortable.

"No, if he has anything to tell me, it's all related to work. I didn't go into details this time, so it should be something to deal with at work." Wen Qiao diverted the topic away, and secretly blamed Meiji court in his heart. Don't talk to her much.

As a result, she doesn't know what to say in front of her father now.

Wen Boshi: "Really?"

He could understand the reason why the Meiji court did not go into details. After all, the nature of his work was the same as that of the Meiji court, and the secrecy was extremely strong. Some things, even family members, could not disclose them.

"Yes, Dad, if you don't talk about eating anymore, your lovely and beautiful daughter will starve to death." Wen Qiao pouted her lips, acting coquettish and obedient to Wen Bo.

Wen Bo didn't doubt it any more. He bent his index finger and middle finger and clamped Wen Qiao's nose between his fingers, "You, you also look like a little pig in the Ming family, and you know you're hungry all the time?"

Wen Qiao broke free from her father's hand, pinched the pinched bridge of her nose, dissatisfied with her flat mouth, "Father, my beautiful nose will be ugly by you one day, what will happen when your daughter is returned?"

Hearing what Wen Qiao said, Wen Boshi hurriedly poohed several times, "Pah, pee, don't say unlucky things."

Wen Qiao stuck out her tongue, "Okay, let's eat, I'll just leave it alone."

At the dinner table, Wen Bo asked some questions about Wen Qiao's situation in the Ming family, probably asking if he had encountered any problems or been embarrassed.

Because in Wen Boshi's eyes, Wen Qiao's mother died young, although he had hired an etiquette teacher to teach her, it was inevitable that there would be negligence.Moreover, the Ming family was a prominent family in Kyoto, if she was wronged because of etiquette or upbringing issues, as a father, Wen Boshi would definitely be the saddest.

He can't give his children paternal love and a family atmosphere like an ordinary father, get together less and leave more, and the children spend the longest time with the domestic servants, which makes him very guilty.

He didn't want Wen Qiao to be looked down upon because he didn't have a mother.

Wen Qiao had no choice but to say, "Dad, I've told you many times that they treat me very well, really very kind, so good that I don't think it's true. Why don't you believe me?"

"It's not that dad doesn't believe in you, it's that parents always hope that their children can live happily, as long as you live well." Wen Boshi had a doting smile on Wen Qiao's face, and he sandwiched the braised pork ribs closest to him I gave her a piece, "I lost weight again."

Wen Qiao smiled and put the ribs in her mouth, her eyes narrowed as she ate, and she said vaguely: "Isn't this for maintaining my figure, besides, I have kept my weight, why did I lose weight? "

She wished she could be thinner.

"Not thin? The wind can blow you down. If I knew I shouldn't have let you learn that dance, it will be a big problem in the future." Wen Bo frowned. He heard that many famous Dancers, in order to maintain their figure and reverence for dance, do not include childbirth in their life plans at all. Even if their husbands and family members urge them, they will not agree to have children.

(End of this chapter)