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Chapter 190 Get married, are you old friends?(1/2)

The champagne-colored BMW slowly drove into the community where Aunt Ruan lived.

Aunt Ruan had prepared dinner early and was very happy when she saw them coming back together, "I'll cook some more vegetables and it'll be ready soon."

Wen Man handed over a box of palace peach cakes.

Aunt Ruan's favorite food.

Aunt Ruan took it and glanced at Zhou Muyan. He was such a spirited young man.

Zhou Muyan was very well-behaved in front of Aunt Ruan. He spoke like an aunt and even went into the kitchen to help. Aunt Ruan was not willing to do anything, so she smiled and asked him to take a shower first.

Zhou Muyan immediately carried his luggage and entered the small room. His skillful look made Wen Man suspect that Zhou Muyan was a relative of Aunt Ruan's natal family, right?

Aunt Ruan finished cooking the dishes, and Zhou Muyan came out covered in moisture.

Long legs look good in anything.

He sat next to Aunt Ruan, picking up vegetables and serving rice for her, just like his own son.

Wen Man was disgusted with some aspects of him, but it had to be said that the little wolfdog named Zhou was very good at coaxing Aunt Ruan. Aunt Ruan looked very happy, and so did she.

While eating, the doorbell rang.

"I'll open the door." Zhou Muyan was particularly proactive.

Looking at the tall figure, Aunt Ruan whispered: "This kid is really nice, enthusiastic and polite."

Wen Man smiled.

Over there, Zhou Muyan opened the door, and there was a middle-aged, gentle man and an old lady outside.

"Who are you looking for?"

Qiao Jinnian brought his mother and wife to the door. When he opened the door and saw such a person, he was a little stunned for a moment.

Wrong go?

No!

He asked very politely: "Is Wen Man at home?"

When Wen Man heard his voice, she was extremely disgusted, but Aunt Ruan gently pressed her hand: "The visitor is a guest! Your father always taught you that we can't lose our etiquette."

Wen Man forced a smile.

Aunt Ruan welcomed several members of the Qiao family in, but before they were entertained, Mrs. Qiao looked like she was about to cry: "My precious granddaughter lives in a house like this! Wow... Jingnian, how did you become a father?"

"

Qiao Jinnian remained silent, with a bright look on his face.

Wen Man looked calm: "I'm living a good life! Mr. Qiao doesn't need to feel guilty!"

Aunt Ruan poured tea for them.

Mrs. Qiao wanted to hold Wen Man's hand, but Wen Man avoided it.

The old lady was very sad: "Why don't you kid recognize your ancestors? Jingnian has hundreds of millions in property, not to mention anything else. You will live a thousand times better than now! If you are willing to come back, your father and these things

From now on, it will be left to you and Qiao An, your father and I cannot be partial."

Wen Man felt numb after hearing this.

These people only wanted a biological child, but they didn't care about the pain she felt facing Qiao An. They didn't want to recognize her, they just wanted her to reconcile with Qiao An.

Her face is like water...

Zhou Muyan looked at her, then said to Mrs. Qiao with a toothpick in his mouth: "You only have a few steel coins, and you are so crazy?"

Qiao Jinnian's wife was unhappy.

She looked at Zhou Muyan, guessed that he was probably an employee, and sneered: "This is something you will never earn in your life!"

Zhou Muyan put down the toothpick.

He smiled evilly: "I have hundreds of millions on me now, do you want it?"

Mrs. Qiao Jinnian was so angry that she was shaking.

"Jingnian, look at the mess of people around Wen Man. I have already said that her growing up environment was too complicated and she is not suitable for returning to Qiao's family. In comparison, Qiao An is much simpler!"

Qiao Jinnian hesitated: "Wen Man, is he not suitable here?"

Wen Man smiled coldly.

"Mr. Qiao, my legs can no longer drive. Do you have any opinions on hiring a driver?"

"Also, no matter how complicated or simple I am, I can't reach the level of your Qiao family, so you should go back!"



Zhou Muyan stood swaying on top of her: "That's right, don't hinder our family from eating!"



Wen Man took a look at him: Who is your family?

However, this little wolfdog is very powerful, so it would be a good idea to put him here with Aunt Ruan to look after the prosperous house, so that the Qiao family would have some protection if they came to disturb her again.

Thinking about it this way, Wen Man found him much more pleasing to the eye!

Qiao Jinnian's face turned pale.

Wen Man's legs can't drive yet, does that mean she can't be a pianist?

He stepped forward and said sincerely: "Wen Man, go abroad with dad, and I will find the best doctor to treat you... You have my best genes, and as long as your feet are healed, you will definitely shine."

Wen Man smiled coldly.

Zhou Muyan hummed: "So I want to find an heir!"

Qiao Jinnian wanted to explain, but Zhou Muyan chased them away: "Come on, I haven't cooked for you. There are really three of you here. You can't be this poor if you are poor!"

Qiao Jinnian's family was so angry that their faces turned green.

Mrs. Qiao was from City H. When she got outside, she gritted her teeth and said, "Where is this little red guy from?"

Qiao Jinnian was slightly lost in thought.

He remembered the way Wen Man looked at him just now, which was strange and indifferent, without a trace of warmth.

Mrs. Qiao saw what he was thinking and caressed his arm: "We still have Qiao An, Jingnian, Qiao An is our real child! It is better to raise children than to raise them. Wen Man was not brought up by us, so it is normal to be a little unfamiliar."

Qiao Jinnian thought of Qiao An, and a touch of softness slipped through his heart.

His only wish now is that Qiao An can find a good home after the divorce. If he can... then their family will be complete!



Wen Man didn't make a sound when they left.

Aunt Ruan took the initiative and said, "Don't let them in from now on!"

She actually felt sorry for Wen Man, and always thought it would be better if she had her biological father to love her. But she was not blind, the Qiao family didn't love Wen Man much, and they couldn't compare with that crazy bitch anyway.

Wen Man patted Aunt Ruan's hand: "Mom, I'm fine!"

Zhou Muyan sat down to eat.

He diligently picked up vegetables for Aunt Ruan and said warmly, "That's right, Auntie, don't be angry. I will be by your side from now on, and I will ensure that you live a moist and radiant life every day!"

Aunt Ruan burst into laughter...



Wen Man was somewhat worried and stayed here for one night.

The little wolfdog coaxed Aunt Ruan into a happy mood.

Wen Man was quite satisfied. When she got up early in the morning, she got ready to go to work. But as soon as she got downstairs, Zhou Muyan stood next to the champagne-colored BMW and lazily said hello: "Good morning, Director Wen!"

Wen Man coughed lightly: "Just stay with my mother."

Zhou Muyan chatted over tea: "But Auntie asked me to stay with Director Wen all day long. What should I do? Who should I listen to?"

Wen Man didn't hesitate anymore.

She got in the car and said softly: "Go to the music room on Guangfu Road!"

Zhou Muyan made a gesture and stepped on the accelerator.

After all, he was driving a racing car. The car was driving so fast that it was like a walking stopper. The originally half-hour drive actually took fifteen minutes...

With a squeak, the car stopped under the office building!

Zhou Muyan got out of the car, opened the door for Wen Man, and complained: "Can you sit next to me in the future? Sitting in the back makes me old. Only rich old men and old ladies sit in the back."

Wen Man looked at him: "I am your boss!"

She stepped onto the elevator and turned around: "I don't need the car this morning. You go back and buy groceries with my mother and chat!"

Zhou Muyan held the elevator with one hand and smiled evilly: "I know, you just want to occupy me. You want me to develop a relationship with your mother first, and then you can take me down in one fell swoop! Director Wen, express your feelings earlier and we will do the same."

There are fewer detours.”
To be continued...
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