put wildness in his heart

Chapter 210
It was almost ten o'clock when I woke up again.

Thick blackout curtains were drawn in the room, and it was pitch black when you opened your eyes, only the alarm clock next to the bed showed a little bit of fluorescence, Wen Miao didn't turn on the light, and instinctively touched the bedside table twice, and found that it was still there. Charged the phone.

Glancing at the battery in the upper right corner, it showed that it was fully charged, so Wen Miao unplugged the phone's charging cable, lay back on the bed, rubbed her eyes lazily, and yawned.

At dawn, did Shen Jiayu send her a message?

How did she come back?

It took half a second to think about it, but Wen Miao found that she couldn't remember it. She probably didn't wake up at that time. She only remembered Shen Jiayu asking her if she was awake, and she did reply to him
Just what it was, she had no impression at all.

Thinking of this, Wen Miao clicked on WeChat, and looked up to see the sentence he replied: [Spicy hot pot is better served with rice, and it's better to add some coriander leaves. 】

"..."

Can I still withdraw now?
After staring at the chat dialog for two seconds, Wen Miao calmly turned off the phone screen, as if nothing happened.

Get up, wash up, and go downstairs.

Habitually wanted to call "Brother" to the living room, but the words came out of his mouth, he didn't see Wen Yan when he looked up, but saw a row of strangers sitting on the sofa.

One, two, three, four... four adults, all women in their fifties, plus two and a half older children sitting on the floor playing with plush toys.

There are six people in total.

Wen Miao was stunned, closed her mouth in time, swallowed the word "brother" abruptly, and quickly scanned the faces of the six people one by one, none of them knew it, maybe it was her father Mom's friend, or a distant relative at home.

But looking at this posture, the faces of relatives far away are even bigger.

Friends usually don't bring children with them when they visit.

It was already the end of the year, and the twelfth lunar month was coming to an end, and all kinds of friends in the Wen family's business field and relatives who came out of unknown corners began to visit one after another half a month ago.

Wen Miao hasn't been at home during the day, and hasn't met the guests who came to the door. Today is the first time.

She tilted her head and glanced across the sofa again, only then did she see Xu Lan and Wen Yan who were half blocked by the screen. Wen Miao paused and stopped on the last step of the stairs, not going any further down.

Looking at the strangers in the living room, she thought for only half a second, then turned her head without hesitation, and wanted to go back upstairs, as if she hadn't woken up yet.

But before she turned around, a middle-aged woman sitting on the sofa saw her figure sharply, and immediately yelled loudly: "Oh, that's Miaomiao, isn't it? She looks so tall in a blink of an eye. It’s big, I haven’t seen her for more than ten years, this girl was beautiful when she was a child, and now she’s grown up, she’s even more beautiful.”

For a moment, everyone in the living room turned their heads in unison, and all their eyes fell on Wen Miao.

Wen Miao: "..."

The so-called hesitation can lead to eternal hatred.

Now I can't even go upstairs.

If the line of sight is really substantial, Wen Miao feels that she must be tied into a sieve now.

The woman was still yelling loudly: "Oh, it is said that a daughter is like a father and a son is like a mother. I remember that Miaomiao and her father were carved out of the same mold when she was a child. Now that she has grown up, her eyebrows and eyes are a bit like Alan. .”

"Yes, yes, it was nothing like when I was a child."

"Ah Yan's facial features are more like his mother's."

The other people seem to have finally found a topic to continue the conversation, and they immediately agreed with each other.

Going back to the bedroom now would definitely not work, Wen Miao scratched at her hair, so she had no choice but to hold up a standard eight-teeth smiling face and walk down the stairs.

Seeing her walking over, the woman became more enthusiastic. She got up from the sofa, took her hand, and kept talking. Hearing her very familiar tone, Wen Miao wondered if it was her own. My memory is wrong, but they actually know each other very well? ? ?

But when I think about it again, I really haven't seen it.

I really don't know who this person is, Wen Miao cast doubtful eyes on her old mother, Xu Lan introduced knowingly: "This is the third aunt of your grandfather's brother's cousin's niece's family."

Wen Miao: "???"

This relationship... If you turn around two more times, you will have to go as far as the Pacific Ocean, right?

Why are relatives so far away still walking around?
After listening to Xu Lan's introduction, Wen Miao called her aunts and aunts around, and then sat next to Wen Yan. Opposite Wen Yan was also sitting a woman who didn't know whether it was the seventh aunt or the third aunt, who was dutifully acting as the Matchmaker, ask Wen Yan if he has found a partner and when he will get married.

Out of politeness, Wen Yan endured his impatience and dealt with it vaguely.

Wen Miao sat next to him, watched his expression for a moment, then moved closer to him, lowered her voice, and whispered in his ear with emotion like a storyteller talking about books: "I saw this handsome man Hearing the words of the young master, there was a nameless anger in his heart, so handsome that the young master also collapsed, his eyebrows and eyes were about to split, and the air flow rolled in his throat to flatten his anger, and he wrote lightly like a wind blowing confetti, "Fuck me!" , I'm sick of it'."

Wen Yan: "..."

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Seeing Wen Miao sitting over, the woman's attention was temporarily shifted to Wen Miao, and she spoke her lines skillfully: "Is Miaomiao a sophomore in high school this year?"

"Yes." Wen Miao nodded.

"I heard from your mother that you and your friends are still playing music? Oh, the main task of students is to study. Why do you only do these useless things every day? Doesn't it delay your study?"

"Actually, it's okay to delay." Wen Miao said very low-key, "My family's money is enough to make me a prodigal."

relative:"……"

If you do that, you won't be able to continue the conversation.

The relative insisted on bringing the topic back to study, trying to find a sense of presence: "Which school do you go to?"

"The High School Affiliated to Haida University." Wen Miao said.

The relative was obviously taken aback: "Isn't this one of the seven famous schools in Jiangzhou? Special students go in?"

"No, my grades are okay." Wen Miao continued to reply in a low-key manner.

"Then how many points did you score in the final exam?"

"More than 700 points."

"..."

After a brief silence, the relative spoke again: "What about the grade ranking?"

"top ten."

"..."

The relative fell silent.

Wen Miao looked at the reaction of the seventh aunt and third aunt with satisfaction. She actually liked relatives to ask these questions. After all, she came to key classes in key schools all the way since she was a child. Every answer can make these relatives who like to put on airs They were speechless.

(End of this chapter)