Grandpa's wife is the actress

Chapter 5 I Didn't Close the Door, It Was the Wind

She has been in the entertainment industry and has worked with many male artists.

But the man just now is obviously more beautiful than those male artists.

Handsome eyebrows and phoenix eyes, sharp facial features... If he is not disabled, I am afraid that if you look at the entire entertainment industry, you will not be able to find a man comparable to him.

God is really fair.

Tang Qianxu sighed softly, turned and went back upstairs.

Just after taking a few steps, I only heard a "boom" behind me.

She glanced back, and the solid wood door was closed.

Presumably the windows in the corridor outside the house were left open, and the wind closed the door.

Tang Qianxu didn't think much, and walked back to her room slowly.

Just as he walked to the door, the downstairs doorbell rang.

The sound was loud and slightly harsh.

Tang Qianxu was the only one in this huge house.

Helpless, she had no choice but to turn back and go downstairs to open the door.

The heavy door swung open.

Outside the door was the man in the wheelchair.

Tang Qianxu looked down at him.

Although I have seen his stunning handsome face just now, I still can't help being stunned for a moment when I look at it again.

Then she moved aside calmly, "I didn't close the door, it was the wind."

The man no longer has a briefcase in his lap.

Thinking about going out just now, it was already handed over to that man named Luo You.

The wheelchair turned, and the man entered the room, his eyes only flicked across Tang Qianxu's face.

He didn't speak.

As if he didn't see Tang Qianxu, he went to his room.

Tang Qianxu: "..."

It seems that what Wei Yuan said was right.

Her roommate is indeed not easy to get along with.

Tang Qianxu couldn't do things like putting a hot face on a cold butt.

When the man went back to the room, she twitched the corner of her mouth and went upstairs.

Probably to show off his healthy legs.

Tang Qianxu hurried back to her room before the man, and slammed the door shut.

The upstairs door rattled.

Qin Siyu, who was pressing the password to open the door, paused with his fingertips.

"The password is wrong, please re-enter." The female electronic voice prompted friendly.

The man frowned lightly.

I had to be patient and re-enter the password.

……

When the night fell, the drizzle fell and soon wet the ground in the community.

Around seven in the evening.

Ma Menglian and Wei Yuan visited Tang Qianxu together.

Both are office workers.

Before the work was finished, he took it to Tang Qianxu's house.

Right now, the two of them, one occupying Tang Qianxu's study room, and the other occupying Tang Qianxu's sofa and coffee table, are working hard.

Tang Qianxu was busy in the kitchen by herself.

For dinner for the three of them, she prepared four dishes and one soup, all of which were home-cooked dishes.

In the past two years, her life has been difficult.

It was only because of Ma Menglian and Wei Yuan that they survived and had a chance to start again.

So in Tang Qianxu's heart, these two people are already better than relatives.

After [-] o'clock in the evening, the food is served on the table.

Ma Menglian and Wei Yuan just finished their work.

"It's so fragrant, I can smell the smell of spicy crayfish!" Ma Menglian sniffed, and went to the dining table uncontrollably.

Wei Yuan came out of the study, and also took a deep breath: "It smells really good!"

"Qianxu, when will you be able to cook?"

Tang Qianxu didn't touch the spring water with his fingers before.

Wei Yuan has known her for seven years, and only today did he know that she can cook!

Tang Qianxu came out of the kitchen.

Holding a serving of corn rib soup in his hand.

Smiling and looking at Ma Menglian and Wei Yuan, she put down the soup.

"Come over and eat, try my craft."

She didn't answer Wei Yuan's question.

He turned around and went to the kitchen refrigerator to get a bottle of soy milk, and filled a glass for each of them.

The strong aroma of the corn rib soup made Ma Menglian swallow her saliva.

She was also polite, and served herself a bowl of soup first.

Wei Yuan asked Tang Qianxu again: "What are your plans from now on?"

(End of this chapter)