The President's Best Wife

Chapter 485 Returning to the Villa

"Tsk tsk tsk, the sweetness of the young man." Wen Boshi appeared in the lobby with a glass of water on his mobile phone, and said after taking a sip.

Wen Qiao blinked, and at the same time felt embarrassed by being seen by her father.

Wen Qiao's face turned red all of a sudden, she squeezed her hands and asked him, "Why did you suddenly appear behind us, why are you doing this, and peeking at our speech."

Wen Boshi held the water in a gesture of surrender and said with a smile, "Oh, don't wrong me, I saw such a scene when I was passing by, obviously you did such a thing without any scruples, how can you blame me for seeing it.

That... that... Didn't your teacher say, don't do to others what you don't want to be done to others? This is not what I want to see, but what you force me to see. I should blame you for being unscrupulous and letting me Such a lousy old man who sees his body and mind being tortured, I should ask you for an explanation, but you come to blame me instead, what is the reason for this, my good daughter? "

Wen Boshi tilted his head and watched his daughter being said to have no power to fight back, and felt flattered in his heart.

so good……

If Xin'er is still alive at this time...

will be better.

Wen Bo's emotional expression was only for a moment, and he quickly took it back, so Wen Qiao didn't pay much attention.

After finishing work in the afternoon, Meiji Court took Wen Qiao back to the villa to live.

He hasn't come back to the villa for a month, but when he came back suddenly tonight, the familiar environment turned out to be a little strange.

The flowers and trees in the garden have been replaced with a new batch. They are different from the coquettish and beautiful new roses that Wen Qiao planted when he first came in. This time, they are the same as those planted in the garden of the old house. They are planted with Phnom Penh peonies, which are magnificent and elegant.

She hadn't seen the old housekeeper of the villa for a month, and when she saw the kind smile on his face, Wen Qiao felt very kind.

"Long time no see, how is the housekeeper?" Wen Qiao held the shopping bag that Meijiting had just handed her from the car.

It was the new clothes he asked someone to bring back from the shopping mall in the afternoon. Since there were no maids in the villa, Wen Qiao's clothes were hers, except for Meiji Court herself.

Wen Qiao had a shopping bag hanging on her white and tender arm, and there were marks on her arm being strangled by the shopping belt. The old housekeeper felt distressed when he saw it, so he quickly took the shopping bag and said, "I'll come, my lady, just look at it." Your white and tender little arm, ouch, don't feel sorry for this person, it will take several days for this mark to disappear, right?"

Wen Qiao felt that the old housekeeper was a bit exaggerated, and said with a smile: "You are exaggerating, it's just a strangle mark, and it will disappear soon."

When Meiji Court came in, Wen Qiao had already followed the servant to the kitchen to see what else was in the refrigerator.

Because I came here after dinner, so I didn't let the people here prepare dinner. She came to have a look, purely because she had been away for a long time, a psychological reaction, and wanted to know what else was in it?

Or are there any dishes that have been rotten.

Because considering that I and the Meiji court have not stayed in my heart for a long time, the servant may have forgotten that there are still things in the refrigerator if he did not cook their meals.

It wasn't until Wen Qiao opened it that he realized that he was thinking too much.

The refrigerator is full of fresh vegetables and fruits, and the old housekeeper explained next to him: "Because we don't know when you and your husband will come back, so I will re-order the things in the refrigerator every week, just in case you will come back. something to cook."

　Please allow me to be a little lazy tonight, I am really sleepy... I love you Meng
　　
　
(End of this chapter)