Hearing what Zhou Wencheng said, Yan Tinglan subconsciously looked at the clock hanging on the wall.

They've been sitting here waiting for Shu Yao's arrival since they finished calling after ten o'clock.

Now, the hour hand is pointing to twelve.

"But..." Yan Tinglan couldn't help but said, "It's twelve o'clock now."

After sitting for so long, Zhou Wencheng is not tired, she is almost tired.

But when Zhou Wencheng heard what Yan Tinglan said, he felt a little dissatisfied.

Then she looked at Yan Tinglan, her tone changed a bit, "Why, don't I understand my daughter?"

Having been Zhou Wencheng's bedside person for nearly 30 years, how could Yan Tinglan not hear the dissatisfaction in Zhou Wencheng's tone?
So he hurriedly added: "No, I just think it's noon now, Wen Cheng, do you want to have lunch first?"

Zhou Wencheng also glanced at the time.

Then nodded, "Yes."

"Okay." Yan Tinglan got Zhou Wencheng's answer, stood up immediately, and asked the nanny to make lunch.

After finally finding a chance to stand up, Yan Tinglan took a long time to find a nanny.

But it didn't take long.

If it takes too long, with Zhou Wencheng's personality, he will probably be dissatisfied again.

When she came back again, Yan Tinglan sat next to Zhou Wencheng.

At this time, Zhou Wencheng looked at the time much more frequently than before she left.

Yan Tinglan knew that Zhou Wencheng was getting impatient with the wait.

Naturally, Yan Tinglan would not miss such a good opportunity.

So he said softly to the surrounding Wencheng:
"It's past twelve o'clock now, no matter how far away it is, Xiaoyao should have arrived, could it be that Xiaoyao is..."

Yan Tinglan stopped at the right time for the remaining words.

Because she knew that Zhou Wencheng could understand.

Sure enough, as soon as Yan Tinglan finished speaking, Zhou Wencheng's expression turned ugly.

Picking up the mobile phone on the table, he was about to call Shu Yao.

Yan Tinglan watched Zhou Wencheng's movements calmly.

Zhou Wencheng quickly clicked in from the call log and dialed Shu Yao.

However, Zhou Wencheng did not get his wish.

Shu Yao didn't answer the phone.

Zhou Wencheng's face turned ugly again.

Yan Tinglan watched Zhou Wencheng like an outsider and made another call.

Still no one answered.

Yan Tinglan just watched quietly, she knew very clearly that the worse Zhou Wencheng's complexion was, the more room she could play.

Just when Zhou Wencheng was approaching the peak of the explosion, Yan Tinglan finally made a move.

First, she ran her hand along Zhou Wencheng's back, and then said: "I don't know who Xiaoyao has been in contact with during this time. It's fine if she doesn't listen to what I say recently, but Wencheng, you also..."

After finishing speaking, Yan Tinglan sighed.

Zhou Wencheng slapped the table, obviously very angry at Shu Yao's behavior.

"I think she lacks discipline recently, and her wings are stiff!" Zhou Wencheng said in a serious tone, "When she comes back, let's see how I teach her a lesson!"

After hearing what she wanted to hear, Yan Tinglan immediately followed Zhou Wencheng's words and continued her performance.

"Yeah, Xiaoyao has really changed a lot recently."

"Who has she been in contact with recently?" Zhou Wencheng turned to look at Yan Tinglan.

Yan Tinglan frowned slightly but didn't speak, as if she was a little troubled whether she should speak out.

"You just say it, or she will be so used to it that she won't know the heights of the world!" Zhou Wencheng said angrily.

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