The President's Best Wife

Chapter 500 Let Her Go Through the Back Door

Mediterranean looked at Wen Qiao seriously.

She asked herself?
Did something go wrong? !

Her career is her own, and her marriage is also hers. He just reminded her not to waste herself, but she didn't expect her to come back and ask her what to do?
"Isn't it for you to plan for yourself? Your future should be up to you. Other people's opinions should only be used as a reference." Mediterranean Sea said.

Wen Qiao's eyes fell on the exercise book, and then she looked up at Uncle Mediterranean, and asked, "Yes, then can you give me some advice?"

Mediterranean: "I..."

He thought for a while and said, "Why don't you continue to practice dancing? I remember that you were admitted by the Fifth May Orchestra last semester. You should work hard in the next semester. At that time, our family will make some images for you." , operate in private, and make you a young dance scholar, a proud disciple of a well-known dancer."

Wen Qiao, who had already been denied her strength by the Mediterranean Sea, was about to find someone to run her image: "!!!! I think... no need, uncle..."

Mediterranean thought that Wen Qiao was afraid that the matter would be exposed, so he made a promise and said, "You don't have to worry, we use reliable people, and they will never be dug out by the media."

Isn't she worried about this problem?
"Uncle, if you really take the road of dancing, I think I can do it." Wen Qiao turned the pen on her head, and the metal tip of the pen drew shallow silver circles during the rotation.

Her self-confidence is not blind, but she knows the dance trend in the next ten years, and the classical style has always been in a stable position.

Today's dance is called modern dance, and modern dance includes: professional dance (classical dance, ballet, folk dance, folk dance, tap dance, jazz dance)

International standard dance: [Latin dance (rumba, samba, cha-cha, bullfight, cowboy); modern dance (waltz, Viennese waltz, tango, quickstep, foxtrot)]

Fashion dance (disco, rave, hip-hop, cheerleading...)
[The above classification of dance majors is not a professional classification, if you have any opinions, grandma can keep it ※.※]

If Jin Li hadn't resigned, she would have been a good teacher and a good dancer.

She didn't ask Meiji Court about Jin Li's whereabouts, but she believed that he must have known it and was just waiting for her to ask.

Hai Hai couldn't help laughing when she heard Wen Qiao's words, "Nephew, you are usually modest, why are you not humble when it comes to critical times?"

Wen Qiao was speechless. Why didn't he believe her when she told the truth?

It should be that he, a math scumbag, gave her a really bad impression, which made him deny everything to him.

In addition, in the first two years of university, she has not studied seriously, and her grades are also the bottom of the class, so it is understandable for him to think so.

But at the end of last semester, her grades turned around against the wind. She had successfully risen by ten before, even if it was the bottom, it was still in the bottom ten.

"Uncle, my dear uncle, I'm telling you seriously." Wen Qiao repeated.

Mediterranean nodded and smiled: "Well, uncle, let me reiterate, you really just listen to the arrangement, okay? You can rest assured that even if you don't trust me, you can trust your Xiao Ming, he The person I find for you must be the best."

Wen Qiao looked at the Mediterranean uncle in front of her who wanted her to go through the back door, and was speechless. How should she explain it?

Dance for him in front of him?But can he understand?

Well, don't care about him as a layman.

Now that she has decided to take the path of dancing in the future, she must now unswervingly participate in training and can no longer have other distractions.

So, she went to the police station this afternoon to settle Lin Shu's matter, and went to report on May [-]th tomorrow.

She doesn't believe it, can she recite it like this every time?

There were accidents the first two times, and if another accident happened tomorrow, she would go up the mountain to petition, asking for a blessing to keep her safe and well.

So, in the morning, she did the exercises, revised and corrected the Mediterranean Sea, and at 11:30, the kitchen started cooking.

Wen Qiao asked for leave from Mediterranean Sea, saying that she would go to the police station to deal with the theft of her natal nanny.

There was no reason for Mediterranean to stop it. Anyway, he stole the afternoon and didn't have to teach, so he was happy to be free.

Before eating, Wen Qiao called Wen Boshi.

Wen Bo was a little surprised when he received Wen Qiao's call, "Finally remembered your old father who is at home?"

Wen Qiao laughed, and the corners of her mouth raised uncontrollably, "Dad, I've been thinking about you all the time. It's just that I've been reviewing high math classes for a while, practicing the questions every day, and I'm about to vomit."

Hearing what his daughter said, Wen Bo was a little distressed. In the past, her daughter didn't like to study, but now she has suddenly changed her sex, and she has become well-behaved and sensible.

But he is very pleased that his daughter has finally grown up.

"You should take a proper rest when you are doing the questions." Wen Bo said in a distressed tone.

Wen Qiao laughed twice, and said, "I know Dad, are you okay this afternoon?"

Her father used to go out on vacation, either to report to work, or to attend a meeting of the Military Commission, or to be summoned by Your Excellency.

In short, it is not really possible to control the exciting time and holiday life at will.

"Are you planning to date this old father whom you have forgotten?" Wen Boshi teased on the other end of the phone, but his tone sounded pleasant.

"Then is my old father willing to give your daughter this face?" Wen Qiao no longer wanted to correct the word "forgotten" in Wen Boshi's mouth, as long as she knew that she hadn't forgotten.

"Go, why don't you go, it's rare that my precious daughter wants to ask out a bad old man like me, it's too shameful not to go." Wen Boshi laughed on the other end of the phone, probably because he was amused by himself.

Why didn't Wen Qiao realize that his father was so funny before?
Could it be that he didn't pay much attention to her in his previous life?

Wen Bo didn't ask what Wen Qiao asked him to do in the afternoon, and since Wen Bo didn't ask, Wen Qiao didn't take the initiative to say either.

Let's wait until we go to the police station in the afternoon.

After eating at noon, Wen Qiao applied sunscreen all over her body and brought a bottle of sunscreen spray in her bag, but she still felt that it was not enough.

She asked the old housekeeper, "Is there a sun umbrella at home?"

The old butler was stunned when he heard that, and then he remembered, "Yes, before the wife moved in, the husband had already prepared several sunscreen umbrellas of different colors. Kind of."

Wen Qiao grasped the key words and had someone buy it before she moved in?

He said that apart from her, there has never been any woman in the villa. If it is not used by other women, are they used by men?
But she had never seen Meiji Court use a sun umbrella.

Well, there is only one answer——

(End of this chapter)