The big entertainer adopted by the female president

Facing Wang Luoqi's gaze, Wen Yan bit the bullet and walked towards the dining table.

He finally understood that, in the relationship between the mother and daughter, besides acting as a lubricant, he might also be the spark that ignited the explosive barrel.

If the entanglement continues, it will definitely be more serious than it is now.

Not long after the Qingming Festival, what if the female president can't think about it and pulls him and Wu Wanqing to jump off the building together?
That would be really cute!
He also has no pressure in life, so he doesn't want to be on the hot search and become the talk of people after dinner.

Pulling out the chair, sitting in the corner of the dining table tactfully, Wen Yan turned his head to look behind him, showing a gentle smile:

"Sister Luo Qi, Aunt Wu, what are you still doing standing there, hurry up and eat, I'm starving to death now."

His greeting was naturally cautious.

After all, most of the time, words like "the following rankings are in no particular order" are just the sophistication of adults.

Think about it, when you eat, is the person you think of first the most important person in your heart?

Of course, when he said that he was hungry, it was also true.

After all, exercising in the house just now also consumed a lot of energy.

In particular, Wu Wanqing's magical stroke made his already poor granary worse.

Fortunately, I am young now, otherwise I would have soaked goji berries in the thermos. Wen Yan thought secretly.

Seeing that the little red guy greeted the two of them for dinner, although he didn't leave his mother who was in the way, but kept looking at him, Wang Luoxi's anger that had been secretly rising gradually subsided.

A person who doesn't even deserve to have a peripheral vision is obviously just out of politeness, the female president is very satisfied, she gave her mother a sideways look, and walked towards the dining table Shi Shiran.

That look seemed to say:
See, no matter how much you try to provoke dissension, it's useless, and the little red guy will always be a steadfast member of the royal party, you'd better take a rest early.

Wu Wanqing: "..."

She naturally saw the pride in her daughter's eyes, and also felt Wen Yan's obvious discrimination just now, but she glanced at her right hand, and she curled her lips without leaving a trace.

He only listened to the movement through the door, and thought he was capable, but unexpectedly, he was a master with a lot of thunder and little rain, with a silver gun and a wax head, and he was not good at anything.

At this moment, Wu Wanqing looked at her daughter's slender back with complicated eyes.

Or mercy.

Or sympathy.

……

Sympathy is not only present in Wu Wanqing's beautiful eyes, Wen Yan also shed a bitter tear for herself when feeling the sticky boxers.

Serving the perfect female president and being attacked by the old aunt, it was really difficult for him.

Although he felt self-pity in his heart, Wen Yan didn't show it. He felt that these hardships might be a test from the heavens.

The road is long and he has to search up and down, but he still needs to practice.

Although I have a lot of dissatisfaction with my mother in my heart, and I am even thinking about whether I should take the opportunity to cheat myself and find an honest stepdad for myself. But in order not to expose his dark-bellied nature, Wang Luoqi has a gentle and shallow face. laugh.

He didn't even gamble for a while, and went to compete with his mother for the seat that symbolized the "head of the family".

Pulling her loose long hair behind her, she sat in Wen Yan's usual seat with a calm and calm expression.

This girl is quite interesting. Glancing at her pair of children, Wu Wanqing habitually smoothed down her dress, showing the perfect "╭╯" line from her slender waist to her plump buttocks.

She pointed to the plate with the porcelain bowl turned upside down, and said with a smile:

"It's better for me to be a caring mother. Knowing that you are procrastinating, I have taken insulation measures in advance."

"That's natural. Auntie, you look like a good housekeeper. If you don't go to a five-star hotel to be a chef, it's a waste of talent. In the future, you should show your skills often. I like to eat your dishes. .”

Wen Xiaoyan, the husband of the former family, tactfully presented rainbow farts.

After all, if you want the horse to run, you have to give the horse grass. He still understands this.

In fact, he himself doesn't care, after all, it's still the female CEO who has her mouth full and doesn't like to eat food made by outsiders.

In addition to his system-certified master-level cooking skills, the meals cooked by Wu Wanqing's own mother are still suitable for her taste.

Wen Yan, the chef, wanted to steal half a day's leisure, so he could only focus on Wu Wanqing.

Hey, let alone coaxing the old aunt to work as a coolie, and then use the energy saved on Wang Luoxi...

Tsk, quite exciting.

At this moment, Wen Yan felt that he was a top student who understood the "Law of Conservation of Energy".

"Ah, it's not as good as you said. Auntie's craftsmanship is just average, not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning..."

She said it was not worth mentioning, but Wu Wanqing's brows and eyes were full of smiles.

She is not a flatterer, but she appreciates Wen Yan's advantages:
This kid is an honest person and always loves to tell the truth!
While she was happy, she still did not forget to give Wang Luoqi eye drops:

"It's a pity that I haven't lived with you all these years. Auntie has no chance to teach Luo Xi this good cooking skill."

"Otherwise, she can often cook for you, and you won't be obsessed with the dishes made by auntie."

"Oh, it's also my fault that I'm usually too busy, so that Luo Qi can't work hard, can't distinguish six kinds of food, is not good at housework, and is not good at cooking. It's all my mother's fault..."

Wen Yan: "???"

Auntie, I really don't understand, with your proficient tea art, coupled with my pitiful looks, how did you lose to that mistress back then?
It can't be that people are versatile, right?
Or my father-in-law, whom I have never met, is also a big boss who doesn't know the beauty of his wife? Looking at the handsome young man reflected in the tea in the cup, Wen Yan suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

Often only men understand men best, he thought, he seemed to understand the old things of the year.

Ignoring his mother's eccentricity, Wang Luoxi turned to Wen Yan, tilted his head and asked:

"Xiaoyan, aren't you hungry?"

"Ah, that's right." Wen Yan nodded quickly.

He stood up and took away the porcelain bowl, looked at the mother and daughter Hua, and said seriously:
"It doesn't matter if you don't know how to cook. I can do it. It's okay if I don't know how to do housework. I have been restless since I was a child."

Originally, he was thinking of not steaming the steamed buns to make a point, but the CEO Mo Yu had no cooking skills, and secretly pondered in his heart whether he should enroll in a crash course in housework, Wang Luoqi, who was suddenly taken aback when he heard this.

Seeing Wen Yan's rarely solemn expression, she suddenly felt that Wen Yan was a little strange at this moment.

It was as if the sweet-talking little red guy under her wing had grown up in an instant.

Although unfamiliar, it can bring her a full sense of security.

It is obviously the most common language, but it is extraordinarily romantic at this moment.

Looking at the tenderness in her daughter's eyes, Wu Wanqing seemed to understand her choice, and also suppressed all the difficulties and trials in her heart one by one.

She had already missed her childhood, how cruel would it be to cut off her love now?
This is also the reason why she didn't beat Yuanyang directly even though she was angry.

Although being with Wen Yan, her daughter is destined to face rumors from outsiders, but no matter what the future holds, she is undoubtedly happy now!

Tsk, she felt a little full before she ate the meal, Wu Wanqing shook her head lightly:

I have stayed alone in the empty boudoir for twenty years, and now the dog food is full.

Under Wang Luoxi's gentle gaze, the corners of Wen Yan's mouth rose slightly. If he wanted to live a happy life, he had to understand the charm of language.

But with the movements of his hands, the smile on Wen Yan's face gradually froze:

Stir-fried lettuce, stir-fried green vegetables, stir-fried spinach, cold leeks, and a pot of authentic mung bean soup...

md, absolutely!
Looking at Wu Wanqing, who had erratic eyes, he asked expressionlessly:
"Auntie, are you quitting meat and becoming a vegetarian?"

Wu Wanqing: "..."

Can she say, is this a coincidence?
ps, although it is a bit short, I strive for stable updates.

That's it, Reeseby!