The President's Best Wife

Chapter 539 The rumors are not credible, but they are not groundless
"Did Dad make Mom angry?" Little Putao pouted, with an expression of disbelief that Dad could still make mistakes.

Hai Lanyin took Xiao Putao to the study area with a smile, and asked as he walked, "Did the kindergarten teacher assign homework today?"

Little Putao immediately replied obediently: "Yes, but it's very simple, and I can finish it soon."

Hai Lanyin snorted, "Our baby is so smart, what kind of homework is it?"

"Write one to five by heart, write three times, don't you think it's very easy, grandma?" Little Putao muttered, "I can write up to a hundred, next time I will apply to the teacher to write difficult arithmetic homework .”

Hai Lanyin has always known that her little baby is born precocious, but they all hope to give their children an ordinary childhood, and they don't want to be given special education just because they are special.

"Children should do what children should do. Other children can do it. You can't be complacent and ask for special treatment just because you know it, understand?" Hai Lanyin educated patiently.

Little Putao sat on the children's chair, took out the small book from the small schoolbag, and said, "Okay, I'm an obedient and good baby, and I won't ask for anything special."

Hai Lanyin looked at the little granddaughter who straightened her back with relief, and carefully wrote the numbers stroke by stroke with a pencil on the small book.

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The Meiji court had no idea that Wen Qiao had a big piece of news today.

He thought Wen Qiao was still asleep, so he gently opened the door.

The blanket on the bed was messy, and there was no one on the bed.

Looking up, the little thing sat on the bay window with his legs bent.

The skin on the body is too white, the pear flower hot hair is messy, the profile of the face is clear, and the tails of the eyes are drooping.

Hearing the movement at the door, the girl raised her head slightly, and saw Meiji Tei looking out the window.

Meiji Court entered and closed the door with his backhand.

He thought that Wen Qiao was just sleepy and listless.

He went to the closet to get home clothes to change, he leaned over and kissed Wen Qiao on the cheek, but she avoided it.

Sensing that something was wrong with Wen Qiao, Meiji Court squatted down, reached out to touch her forehead, and asked softly, "Are you uncomfortable?"

Wen Qiao remained silent.

Meiji court stretched out his arms to hug him and put him on the bed.

Wen Qiao struggled a few times, but to no avail, and finally gave up.

He knelt on one knee at the edge of the bed, stroked Wen Qiao's cheek with one hand, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Wen Qiao wrapped her hands around her knees, her face was tilted on her knees, and she looked at the man in front of her with wet almond eyes.

Handsome and elegant facial features, deep pupils.

"Tell me about that woman surnamed Hou. I want to hear about it." Wen Qiao's voice was hoarse after a long sleep, her eyelids were drooping, listlessly.

"The current appearance is because of Hou Zijie?" Mei Zhiting pinched her little face, helplessly and pampering, "Are you jealous?"

Wen Qiao patted his hand away, turned away from him, "I'm serious with you, don't play tricks on me."

"Then sit down and talk." Meiji Court sat beside her and demanded.

"You did something wrong, and you still yelled at me. Meijiting, did you go out today and you didn't get your name?" Wen Qiao finally raised his head, pointing his pale finger at Meijiting's face, "You don't even know how much you weigh? It's two, right?"

Meiji Court burst out laughing when she said this, "I know how much I weigh, 145 catties, if I didn't eat dinner, I guess half a catty less."

"You don't need to be poor here, let me ask you, what happened to you and that surnamed Hou before?" Wen Qiao asked him with her mouth curled.

With him being so poor, the melancholy atmosphere that had been brewing with great difficulty was destroyed in an instant.

"There is nothing between me and Hou Zijie. I told her that I like men and don't like women. As long as she is not a brain problem, she will never pester me again." When Ming Zhiting said this in front of her I couldn't help but want to laugh.

"Did you really say that? If she publicized it, wouldn't it be insulting you?" Wen Qiao understood the feeling of a woman who couldn't love her, especially after loving him for so many years.

In the end, I told her that I like men, and no one can bear this.

"If he publicizes it to the outside world, let's see how much trust the outsiders have in what she said." Mei Zhiting didn't care much, he lightly picked Wen Qiao's chin with his fingers, and asked, "Aren't you angry?"

"You're angry." Wen Qiao died of anger.

She should have been angry, but the man's few words made her lose her temper.

"The rumors are not credible, but people will think that they are groundless." Wen Qiao suddenly worried that if the woman made her anxious, would she talk nonsense.

The Meiji court told her to rest assured, "If people really say that, wouldn't it be good if we just announce our marital status?"

"The big red marriage certificate was thrown directly at his face, you said you don't want to slap her face?" Meiji court smiled, his bony hands gently brushed her face, the soft skin can always arouse people's desire to ravage .

Wen Qiao hurt from being pinched by him, and patted his hand vigorously, "I can't finish you."

"Then why didn't you tell me that you almost got engaged to someone else?" This was completely hidden from her. In her previous life, she had no news at all, and she didn't even know that there was such a person as Hou Zijie.

My darling, she lived in vain for 30 years in her previous life.

"It's all about nothing, why did I tell you, to make you angry and make you worry for no reason?" Meiji court asked back with a smile.

Wen Qiao pouted, thinking that this man was too sensible.

Isn't it common for girls to care about such problems?
She still cares about whether she is the first woman in the Meiji court. After all, he is 28 and almost 29. If it is true that he has never had one in the past few years, she does not believe it at all.

After all, he said it himself, he is a normal man, not a monk.

It has the seven emotions and six desires.

"Don't tell me, now that I know, you won't worry about me being even more angry?" Wen Qiao really wanted to knock the man's head open to see what he was pretending to be.

"Then are you angry?" Meiji court asked solemnly.

Wen Qiao? : "..."

Wen Qiao changed her clothes and really didn't want to talk to this man anymore.

She went downstairs and heard Hai Lanyin say that Little Putao was doing her homework in her study area.

Yo, I can see the baby doing homework.

No small benefit.

She walked over lightly, for fear of disturbing her.

The little cute baby is sitting in the children's chair, earnestly writing homework stroke by stroke in her small notebook.

Take a closer look.

Full of one, two, three...

It doesn't matter, it's normal for the little cute baby to go to kindergarten.

The key is that Xiaomengwa's writing is very fair, and every stroke is powerful.

With more practice in the future, you will soon have your own style of writing.

Little Putao sensed someone behind her and looked back.

　This is two more

　　
　
(End of this chapter)