My Ome, she gradually swells

Chapter 362 Really "Mr. Wen"

Fu Chengque held the phone with a suspicious expression, looked at the numbers on it, closed the page straight away, and re-entered with two operations——

The numbers don't change.

She opened her mouth and glanced at Wen Yu. Seeing the young man's indifferent expression, she lowered her head and scored twice.

Completely exit the software and re-enter, the numbers remain the same, but her world suddenly changes:
Six streaks of golden light shot out from the white screen, piercing straight into the girl's head, the light burst and turned into dazzling white that filled her head.

Count along the numbers with your fingertips, one, three... six, one, ten... ten thousand, five, more than 51.

The phone suddenly became heavy, like a gold brick, and she just swiped it a few times, engraving its value——

51 yuan!

Pinch the cat!

51 gold bricks!

Pinch the cat! ! !

What a guy! ! !
Her hands began to tremble.

She suddenly turned her head to look at Wen Yu, her face full of disbelief, she danced, "Ah, you, this, just..." He faltered, but didn't say a complete sentence, and her mouth trembled even more.

Finally, in a hurry, he grabbed Wen Yu's arm with all his strength, and with one stroke of the phone, he asked in a low voice, "W-Where did you come from!!!"

Fu Chengque's state was interesting to Wen Yu's eyes. She was out of breath, with a serious expression, and her eyes were fixed on her without blinking.

Not surprisingly, the poor empress had never seen such an amount, and her little girlfriend was a little panicked and worried.

Wen Yu pulled out his hand, picked up the phone, and said with a smile, "I made money from self-media. I've been doing it for a lot longer than you."

"Fart!" Fu Chengque raised her eyebrows and cursed angrily.

What a joke!
Freshman, earn 51!
Even if you count from the first day of school, you still have to earn 15 yuan per month, or 5000 yuan per day!

In other words, Wen Yu has already earned her a month's income while shopping with her at this moment!

impossible!
This is absolutely impossible!

The girl took a step back and said angrily: "You treat me as if I haven't done it. I made an account for two months, and the income is only a few hundred yuan a month. Where did you earn 51 yuan?!"

Wen Yu knew that she wouldn't believe it, so she didn't say much, so she adjusted an account and came out, and there weren't many fans——

100 million.

Sending it to Fu Chengque's eyes, the girl glanced suspiciously, her eyes widened suddenly, and she froze on the spot for a while.

Turtle, a million-fan account...

She raised her eyes in a daze, "Whose is it? Don't say it's yours."

"Mine." Wen Yu laughed.

"I don't believe it. Did your uncle put the money there?"

"What are they doing here with their money? Besides, I don't even know if my parents have 50 in cash." Wen Yu pinched his chin and said.

"Where did this come from?"

"I earned it."

"How did you earn it?" Fu Chengque frowned even harder.

The words of the car wheel came back again, and Wen Yu sighed "Oh".

He simply gave up explaining and said, "Ask your cousin."

"Which cousin?"

"Who else is there, Lou Xuanli?"

"?"

"Well, she knows. Just ask her."

Fu Chengque still didn't believe it.

What is the concept of 50?She hasn't seen it, but she knows it.Parents once thought about buying a house for her, and discussed money matters at the dinner table. The house in Jiangcheng was 80 yuan, and parents couldn't afford it all at once, discussing how to mortgage it properly.

Can……

Xiaoyu's money can already buy more than half of it!
This...how is it possible!
Fu Chengque's heart was full of waves, but she didn't know what expression to use on her face, she just looked at Wen Yu's back calmly.

After the young man finished speaking, he walked forward on his own. He took the quilt worth more than 3000 yuan without even looking at the price tag, as if it was really a small amount of money.

That's three thousand.

But that's 50!

How is it possible!Parents who have worked hard all their lives can earn 50, and cousins ​​who have already driven a Mercedes-Benz can earn 50, but this young man next to him should not have it!He is very smart, serious, and mature in planning everything, but...

He is only eighteen!

Just now!

He is a bamboo horse, her neighbor for more than ten years.

After pondering for a long time, Fu Chengque finally took out her mobile phone, thinking about what message to send to her cousin, deliberated for a long time, and finally made a call.

The phone call was crisp and neat, and she only asked her cousin three questions:
"Cousin, Wen Yu has a million-fan account, is it his? Do you know about this?"

Lou Xuanli said: "Oh, he finally told you? Hahaha, I know, yes, it's his. Hahaha..."

After hesitating for a long time, Fu Chengque asked again: "Wen Yu has a sum of money in his hand, a lot... He said he made it..."

Lou Xuanli laughed loudly and said, "It's not surprising that there are ten strokes, Qiao'er, Mr. Wen is young and promising... you can hurry up."

Fu Chengque looked up at the back of Wen Yu who was immersed in shopping fun with a complicated expression, took a deep breath, and asked three times: "Cousin, why do you know these things?"

Lou Xuanli sighed and said, "Sister, to be honest, I'm working for him right now. Hey!"

While speaking, there was a questioning voice from the other end of the phone. Lou Xuanli's voice was farther away, but Fu Chengque could hear her: "Contract? Put it down first, and I'll get it to Mr. Wen to sign later."

President Wen.

Fu Chengque pursed her lips, exchanged a few more pleasantries, and hung up the phone.

Cousin would not play such jokes with her.

Memory fragments flashed in my mind, and a lot of messy things were suddenly connected through the line "Wen Yu is the boss behind the scenes", and all the weird things in the past were explained!
Ah, nine out of ten of Wen Yu's money is earned by him!

What kind of financial management, what kind of money makes money... He made a lot of money at all.

Fu Chengque suddenly felt that she couldn't understand the little bamboo horse.

When did he start?
Freshman?No, according to my cousin's attitude, it can only be earlier.

It won't be high school summer vacation, will it?

The surprise in my heart fluctuates left and right, like water shaking in a basin, splashing messy doubts when it sloshes back and forth: on the one hand, I am surprised at "my little boyfriend, so powerful?!" On the other hand, I am entangled in "but he only has a , didn’t come of age last year, how could it be possible!”.

Repeatedly washing the heart of the girl who is not big enough.

Her mind was in a mess, her eyes were looking ahead, her eyes locked on the figure from behind, and she followed her steps.

Suddenly, Wen Yu stopped in his tracks. He turned his head and raised a set of stacking toys in his hand, with a bright smile: "Qiaoer, if you want to play with this, whoever loses washing the dishes!"

The girl's heart suddenly calmed down.

A joy without reason was born here——

Xiao Yu is Xiao Yu, he is so powerful!
Fu Chengque laughed, approached quickly, and said teasingly, "Yo yo... Boss Wen is playing with me."

Wen Yu's ears perked up, and he heard "it's not a taste" in the middle, and laughed: "The boss wants to live his own life, hahaha."

The girl gave him a white look, took the toy and threw it into the shopping cart, and walked side by side with her little boyfriend, "So, you have a company now?"

"Have."

"Wow~ a lot of people?"

"A hundred or so."

"Cousin?"

Wen Yu said with a smile, "She? One person is under a hundred people!"

"puff……"

Fu Chengque suddenly thought of her cousin's lament of "I'm working for him now", and laughed out loud, and her whole body became happy: "Then how long did it take you to earn 50 yuan!"

"A few months, it wasn't much at that time, but it's easy these days."

"Hahaha, good, good!" The girl patted her thigh, turned her face and said excitedly: "Xiaoyu! Teach me, teach me, I want to get my account, and earn 50 in the future!"

"no problem."

"Okay! By the way, when did you start the company?"

"It was a long time ago, during the third year of high school."

"Wow! You didn't take the college entrance examination in the third year of high school, you did this!" Fu Chengque yelled, and sighed, "You didn't tell me, you didn't know that you did this quietly...my cousin too, Don't tell me at all!"

Suddenly, the girl's heart skipped a beat, as if someone had struck a match in her heart.

Wen Yu, company, cousin, part-time job, senior year of high school...

Holding back her expression, she frowned and looked at Wen Yu, "Did I go to that company of yours, when I was in my third year of high school?"

Wen Yu paused, looked up at the ceiling, "... yes."

The girl stopped in her tracks and asked in recollection, "We all went to Nancheng at that time, didn't we?"

"Cough... yes." Wen Yu glanced at his little girlfriend's expression, a little cold.

"Do you know what I'm going to do in Nancheng?" she asked again.

"Work and earn money."

"Do you know why I want to make money?"

"Pay back the money."

"Whose money?"

"mine."

The girl let out a "huh" and her smile became dangerous, "So Mr. Wen, I borrowed money from you, then went to work in your company, and paid back your money with the money I earned...Is that right?"

"..."

Wen Yu rolled his eyes twice, pointed forward suddenly, and shouted, "Wow! The potato chips in front are half price!!!"

After all, he ran away.

Behind the back, the girl "raged", "Smelly Wen Yu, you exploited me, I'll kill you!!!"

……

Wen Yu is really dealing with the matter of "Boss Wen", which has given Fu Chengque a lot of shock.

In the few days after she learned such a shocking fact, she would hold Wen Yu's claw machine and count the money from time to time in a daze.Fortunately, today's money is not real after all. Real money is piled up in front of your eyes. If you look at too many numbers, you won't feel real.Besides, Wen Yu doesn't spend much on weekdays, and only spends more on rare occasions, such as buying warm quilts and getting some valuable things for his parents and elders.

Gradually, I got used to it.

Fu Chengque also has money, four figures, Wen Yu is only two more, not much!
In the future, she will also become a big V with millions of fans. Doesn't she also sprinkle water when she makes a lot of money every day?

Even speaking, the success of her little boyfriend on this road gave Fu Chengque the motivation to post articles, post pictures, and receive an advertisement——

The empress's small treasury is also getting fuller day by day!

In the first half of November, there were classes and no classes. I squatted in the library. After returning home, I listened to songs and pondered about my studies and career together. Occasionally, I stayed in bed and couldn’t help each other’s curiosity. I shyly studied my body, but I didn’t go deep into it. , but not far away.

The couple's small life is more and more harmonious and comfortable.

At the end of the month, the weather forecast reported that the cold wave was approaching, and on the 27th, the temperature dropped sharply, and the breath of winter became more and more intense.

On Xinghua Street, after the light snow festival, the birdsong has faded a lot, the wind is still so strong, there are few pedestrians, and it is even colder.Most people who live here don't like to blow the sea breeze. At this moment, they are hiding at home.

Wen Yu was also enthusiastically working on Fu Chengque's birthday.

Girl, he wanted to make a scene, but Fu Chengque didn't like it—Wen Yu's birthday was too easy, and hers should be the same.Just a few dishes for two people, just blow out the candles and make a wish.

After thinking about it, Wen Yu agreed.

Buy gifts and materials and start preparing in advance.

However, on the first day of December, a phone call completely disrupted his plan——

The call was to Fu Chengque.

December 12, Sunday, morning.

Fu Chengque inexplicably woke up early once, felt the air with her hand, and then retracted it immediately.It was chilly outside, and compared with the newly replaced thick quilt, it was hard to think of getting out.

What's more terrible is that there is a hot and warm little boyfriend under the bed.

I used to hear people say on the Internet that the best heating equipment in cold winter is a boyfriend.At first, Fu Chengque didn't take it seriously, she hugged Xiaogua, Lingling and Minmin, and they were all soft and warm, how could they not compare to men! ?

After the bed-sharing started, she realized more and more--wow!Seniors are so reasonable!
Xiaoyu, you are so warm!
hold on! ! !

The young girl's little octopus moved closer to her side, her long legs resting on her little boyfriend's stomach, her body pressed tightly, and the quilt was tightly closed without leaving any gaps.

It was a bit embarrassing at the beginning, but now such intimacy, Fu Chengque has no burden.

She even became more and more obsessed and accustomed to such contact——

Smelling Wen Yu's scent, falling asleep listening to his words, and seeing him the next day, either sleeping or waking up, or sometimes people smell the smell of breakfast before they wake up...

This is love.

This is her love with him!

In the haze, Wen Yu let out a hum, turned sideways, passed under the girl's neck with one hand, and put the other hand on the girl's buttocks familiarly, grabbed it hard, sighed "Hey, it's really playing", and continued Sleep without opening your eyes.

The little sleepiness that Fu Chengque had just given birth to suddenly disappeared.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to say something, the cell phone beside his pillow buzzed.

The girl was a little puzzled, the alarm clock was off.

I took out my phone and saw that my mother was calling.

She hurriedly rubbed her face, and reminded the person next to her pillow in a low voice, "Xiaoyu Xiaoyu, my mother is calling, please be quiet." After receiving a response of "um", she answered.

"Qiaoer, are you up yet?" It was my mother's voice.

"...No, I just woke up." She snorted.

"Don't get up too late on weekends, get up to study, run even if you don't study, keep fit, don't always lie down and sleep..."

The ramblings rang out instantly, Fu Chengque closed her eyes and agreed with a "hmmmm".

After exhorting, the other side suddenly said: "Qiaoer, please take a leave of absence next week and go back to Jiangcheng."

The words are very light, soft words.

But next week, except for her birthday, there will be no festivals at all.

She also needs to go to class, so she asks for leave to go back to Jiangcheng for no reason?

Fu Chengque immediately opened her eyes. While taking her legs off her boyfriend, she asked, "Mom, what's the matter? What's the matter?"

As if she could hear her nervousness, Mother Fu smiled and said comfortingly, "No, nothing, it's nothing. It's just that your grandma was in poor health a while ago and was hospitalized. She has recovered in the past two days. I discussed it with your father. , let you come back to see her, she always misses you."

Fu Chengque was slightly taken aback.

When I was stunned, I heard my mother say again: "Xiaoyu, tell Xiaoyu, you can go back together if you can, you understand?"

The girl frowned in response.

A few more words of concern about the body, urging to put on clothes and cover the quilt, and the call ended.With the phone off, Fu Chengque was still a little dazed: the sudden phone call, grandma's body, asking for leave to go home to see her... It doesn't sound like good news at all.

It's just that my mother can talk with a smile and say "has recovered", so it shouldn't be a big problem.

His eyes fell on the potted plant on the table—it was brought by Xiaogua from Jiangcheng to the school and given to the two of them. Now it is growing well—like that silent plant—

The girl's heart suddenly became quiet.

(End of this chapter)