My dear President, Please make a detour

Wen's father refused Wen's mother's proposal without thinking about it.

"I don't need to talk to her." father Wen stuck his neck and said, "I'm her father. She has to listen to what I say!"

Wen's mother was angry at his stubbornness. She pointed to him and said, "it's strange that your daughter doesn't rebel with your attitude."

Wen Fu snorted coldly, "in short, her marriage to the son of the Song family must be carried out as usual."

Song Jingyi is definitely much better than Yin Ming.

Leaving this, Wen's father ate a few mouthfuls of rice and went out to work.

However, as soon as he opened the door, Wen's father saw the gift box at the door.

The gift box was beautifully packaged, and Wen's father picked it up with a suspicious face.

Back in the living room, Wen's mother saw him go back and forth and wondered, "Why are you back?"

Wen's father handed the gift box to her: "I don't know who it is. It's at our door."

Wen's mother took it into her hand, looked at it carefully, and then hesitated to open it.

"Ah?" Wen Mei surprised. "It's the SL perfume I always wanted."

SL perfume products are always limited edition, even if they are rich, they may not be able to buy them.

Wen mei love SL perfume, but this one she bought late, so it has not been able to start.

"I don't know who it is, so attentive." mother Wen's voice was full of joy.

Wen's father saw her happy and didn't think deeply about who the gift giver was.

"I'll go to work first. You stay at home with Yaya." Wen's father told him.

Wen's mind was all in front of the perfume. He heard his words and waved his hand in a perfunctory way.

Wen Fu felt a little sour in his heart and felt that he was still inferior to the bottle of perfume.

After my father left, Wenya was bored in the room for a long time, and finally came out of the room.

"Yaya, hurry to dinner. Your aunt left you some rice." Wen's mother reminded her when she saw her.

Wenya was really irritable in the morning, so she had a bad temper when talking to her mother.

At this moment, the mood calmed down and Wenya felt a little embarrassed.

A few steps in front of his mother, he gently said, "Mom, morning... Sorry."

Wen's mother smiled and took her hand in a gentle tone: "what do you say to mom? I'm sorry. Be obedient. Go to dinner first to save time and stomach pain."

Wen Ya nodded and went to Wen's mother after dinner.

"Mom, what perfume do you use today? It smells good." Wen Ya leaned on the sofa and asked for a book at random.

"FL little incense bottle," said Mrs. Wen with a smile, "I don't know who sent it. It's at our door early in the morning."

Wenya was stunned, and then sat up straight: "I don't know who sent it?"

Wen's mother smiled: "yes, she didn't write her name, but she wrote it to give it to me."

A person's figure flashed in gentle mind.

"Mom, can I see that box?" asked Wenya.

Wen's mother made a "um" sound, found out the box and handed it to her.

And when I saw the familiar handwriting, I stared at it almost instantly.

"Ya Ya, do you know who gave the gift?" Wen's mother asked suspiciously when she saw her expression.

She pursed her lips gently and dared not tell the truth for a while.

She was afraid that if her mother knew it was sent by Yin Ming, she would immediately throw it into the dustbin.

"Ya ya?" Wen's mother asked again when she saw that she didn't speak.

"I, I don't know," she said in a low voice, with her gentle eyes dodging.

But knowing her son is no better than her mother. At the sight of her little movements, Wen's mother knew that she was lying.

After searching carefully in her mind, Wen's mother also guessed a person, a person she didn't like very much.

"Is it Yinming?" asked Wen's mother with a frown.

Gentle wringing his clothes, with a silent attitude, speechless recognition.

Wen's mother's face was stiff. After a while, she opened her mouth.

"If your father knew it was a gift from him, he wouldn't let it in," Wen said.

Wen Ya looked at her, stretched out his hand and pulled her clothes. There was some tone of voice: "Mom, are you going to throw away this bottle of perfume?"

Wen's mother saw her nervousness and suddenly relaxed her face: "what? Are you afraid I'll throw it away?"

"Even if you don't love Yin Ming, it's innocent," Wen Ya argued. "So, keep the perfume."

Wen's mother looked at her for a few seconds. In her increasingly uneasy eyes, she finally laughed.

"It scares you." Wen's mother smiled, "don't worry, I won't throw it away."

Then he added: "if you use it all, throw it again. It's so hypocritical."

Wenya was relieved.

"Yaya." Wen's mother's voice was gentle, but it was not difficult to hear the sadness: "what do you want?"

Wenya tightened her face. After thinking about her and Yin Ming for a long time, she said, "I have told him to separate, but he doesn't listen at all."

The man's attitude was too firm to allow her to escape.

"Yaya, your father and I don't have to break you up, just think that person is not your lover."

"Parents always want their children to live better."

"Yin Ming, no matter his reputation or his business, can see that he is not good."

"Your father and I just don't want you to be implicated by him in the future."

Hearing the looseness in her mother's words, her gentle eyes lit up.

"Mom, can you help me convince dad to give us a chance?" the gentle voice was urgent: "Yin Ming is serious to me this time, I can feel it."

Wen's mother frowned and rubbed her temples: "Yaya, your father is an old stubborn. It's hard to convince him."

Gentle and courteous beat his shoulder for his mother: "Mom, dad is at home and always listens to you. You advise him several times. I think he will agree."

Wen's mother's expectation of her daughter is really reluctant to refuse.

"Well, don't have too much hope. I'll persuade your father more when he comes back."

"OK, thank you, mom."

The mother and daughter were talking intimately, and at the moment, the protagonist in their discussion was not idle.

"The gift has been sent. This time, our project will also be arranged for the Wen family."

His subordinates reported one by one, and he thought to himself: it seems that this time, Yin is always determined to catch up with his wife.

After the report, Yin Ming thought about it and added a few more things for him to do.

Yin Ming's coaxing his father-in-law and mother-in-law had just been going on for a few days when he heard something——

It is widely rumored in the whole circle that song Jingyi, son of the Song family, and Miss Wen's family are about to get engaged.

The date is set for the tenth of this month.