A Taoist monk will become rich by writing novels in the future

Chapter 11 The shame will be thrown into the future
"Wait, right now."

Without saying this, Quanyao hurried to the lounge, and when he reappeared, he had this big white speaker in his hand.After playing with the loudspeaker twice, Quan Yao put it to his lips and shouted: "Everyone present should stop first. It is said that Han Liyao is mine. I think it is necessary to make a statement. Don't hang up some older aunts." As for me, Quan Yao is not something that anyone can like. Besides, I have a girlfriend. If she hears something she shouldn’t hear, I’m afraid she will be unhappy..."

The elderly Aunt Han Liyao's face turned black and she looked at Quan Yao as if she was going to eat her alive the next moment.

As if she didn't see it, Quan Yao came to Wen Qiao with a loudspeaker and took Wen Qiao's hand...

Wen Qiao's eyelids twitched, feeling an ominous premonition.

really……

"So, today I am here to solemnly introduce to you my..."

"Stop, stop, stop." Wen Qiao hurriedly stopped.

Quan Yao blinked at Wen Qiao, and then coaxed in a gentle voice: "Baby, be good, don't make trouble... Everyone, let me introduce to you, my girlfriend... Wen Qiao."

What she said later was a bit urgent, as if she was afraid that Wen Qiao would interrupt her next moment.

After finishing speaking, Quan Yao raised Wen Qiao's hand, as if he was announcing the winner of the championship.

Wen Qiao didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Anyway, he just stood there expressionless, accepting everyone's strange looks. Finally, Wen Qiao felt numb and withdrew the hand held by Quan Yao, then turned around and walked away. leave.

The shame will be left to the future. If the people in the sect find out, she won't die of laughter!
"Wen Qiao... look what good thing you have done." Han Liyao said angrily to Quan Yao, and chased after Wen Qiao. At this moment, Wen Qiao looked like a walking zombie. Han Liyao came to Wen Qiao and said: "Qiaoqiao, don't believe what that guy Quanyao says..."

Wen Qiao, expressionless: "..."

I don't believe it!
I just feel a little uncomfortable in front of so many people.

From behind, Quan Yao's heartless voice sounded.

"Sorry, my girlfriend is angry, I have to go and comfort her..."

The question was still shouted through a loudspeaker, for fear that others would not know.

Wen Qiao paused slightly, then quickened his pace.

Away from Quanyao, life is more beautiful.

Quan Yao caught up with Wen Qiao, and Han Liyao glared at her angrily.

"Wen Qiao, do you have time to listen to my explanation?"

"No time."

"All right!"

The three of them left the field, and Wen Qiao bought a bottle of Coke at a roadside store.

Quanyao asked: "Wen Qiao, do you have time to listen to my explanation?"

Wen Qiao took a sip of Coke and glanced at Quanyao lightly.

"If you want to say that you are not a lesbian, you don't have to say anything."

"...You've already said it, what else can I say?"

"You can shut up..."

"..."

The conversation between Quanyao and Wen Qiao made Han Liyao a little confused, especially Wen Qiao's words "I want to say that you are not a lesbian" made Han Liyao look at Quanyao differently.

"Quanyao, isn't she Lai Si?"

"Do you think it looks like it?" Wen Qiao asked.

"Hmm... I feel like a scumbag." Han Liyao thought seriously.

"This young lady doesn't look alike... she looks very much like her." Li Hanyu immediately changed his tune after receiving the death gaze from his own sister.

Quanyao: “…….” It felt like it was being understood.

In the evening, the four of them sat at the food stall. Quanyao ordered a few bottles of dark beer and a lot of skewers. When he returned to his seat, he had an extra glass of Coke in his hand.She finally understood that even though burgers and Coke were a perfect pairing, Wen Qiao chose Coke between hamburger and Coke, and... she preferred it.

Putting the Coke in front of Wen Qiao, Quan Yao said in a cowardly manner: "Qiao Qiao, are you still angry?"

Wen Qiao glanced at Quanyao and frowned. "I'm not angry... I just feel a little embarrassed."

Shameful is just a polite way of putting it.

The most important thing is that Wen Qiao has never been treated like this in public.

It felt like announcing to the whole world that she, Wen Qiao, was a lesbian.

Thinking of that statement, Wen Qiao shook his head.

Lord Infinite Life, she has normal tastes.

Quanyao was a little confused. "Then you still tell me to shut up?"

Wen Qiao: "Because there is no difference between what you said and what you didn't say, so it's better not to say it..."

Quanyao: “…….”

Come on, I thought what I did made Wen Qiao angry, but she turned out to tell her that Wen Qiao was not angry, Wen Qiao understood her very well, Wen Qiao was very considerate, Wen Qiao was very considerate, Wen Qiao... Bah, bah, bah. , back on track.

"Actually, I tell people that I'm a lesbian just for fun. Of course, that's not the point. The point is that it will save me a lot of trouble." Speaking of this, Quan Yao said with a sad look: "My family's conditions are not good, my mother After his death, my father married a new stepmother..."

"Your stepmother is not good to you." This can be seen from Quan Yao's expression. After thinking about it, Wen Qiao came up with a series of plots in his mind. "Your stepmother gave birth to a younger brother or younger sister for your father, and they all bullied you. In the end, under the instigation of your stepmother and younger siblings, the whole family bullied you..."

Quanyao: “…….”

what the hell!

Is the whole family bullying her?

That’s not enough!

Listening to Wen Qiao's description, Han Liyao and Li Hanyu looked at Quan Yao with a little more sympathy. Finally, Quan Yao couldn't stand their sympathetic looks and said, "My stepmother and that so-called sister are right to target me, but My dad is still very good to me... Besides, my dad only has a daughter, and as for my sister, she is just a half-brother."

"What does your lace have to do with your stepmother?" Han Liyao couldn't help but ask. The stepmother would take advantage of her, so how could a person be willing to be misunderstood by others?
"You don't know, my dad used to be a professional motorcycle racer. He was framed by his opponent and left the racing field. My dad used to focus on cultivating me, hoping that I could shine on the racing field and regain glory. My stepmother married my dad and Let my dad teach my younger sister, even if there is another one, it will be a lesson, but soon, that person’s hard work and cool driving skills will be remembered by my dad, so that the key cultivation target in the family has changed. "

When she said this, Quan Yao felt an indescribable melancholy in her heart.

She was blaming herself and feeling lost.

"Your sister wants to snatch something from you?" Wen Qiao couldn't help but think about it. For example, if her sister had everything, her sister would be jealous, secretly make a stumbling block, and finally snatch everything from the other party.

"I think too much, Cong Wuyou is a very good person." Quan Yao said sincerely. "It's just my stepmother's wishful thinking against me. She just wants to give her daughter the best, the most perfect home... but I'm not her daughter."

Wen Qiao: “…….”

We promised that the stepmother won't hurt her, but why does the stepsister dislike her?
What the hell is this compliment?

"So after talking so much, what does this have to do with you being a lesbian?" Li Hanyu was confused after hearing this, and finally couldn't help but speak.

Wen Qiao and Han Liyao looked at each other, and finally their eyes fell on Quan Yao.

Quanyao waved his hand and crossed Erlang's legs, looking unconcerned.

"It's harmful. It's an eyesore. I keep thinking about marrying me off and ruining my reputation so that no one will dare to want me. Besides... I just think it's fun..."

　The richest senior sister (meaningful): Oh ~ lace ~
　　Wen Qiao (numb expression): No, I'm not...

　　Junior sister (serious): Senior sister, that’s not the case!

　　Wen Qiao (touched): She is really my good junior sister

　　
　
(End of this chapter)