Not to mention how delicious the chicken soup was, this meal was very relaxing and comfortable for Haoran. Wu’s mother was a very talkative person. In one meal, she talked about marriages in the mountains of Fujian to the customs of the indigenous people of Hainan. Many anecdotes made Haoran stare.
My eyes widened and I was fascinated by it.
"..."
"Is that indigenous girl really possessed by a ghost?" Haoran asked curiously after swallowing the last bite of rice in his bowl.
"No, she actually took a hallucinogenic herb by mistake. She will return to normal within a day at most. It's a pity that her family still believed in the words of a dancing master, so they just splashed her with black dog blood." Wu Ma smiled.
"Auntie, if you write novels, it will be wonderful." Haoran praised sincerely.
"No, I have been to many places when I was young and listened to a lot. If I really want to write, I am not at this level." Wu Ma smiled modestly, reached for the empty bowl in front of Haoran, and turned to the kitchen.
In less than a minute, she brought out another large bowl of rice.
"Haoran, you are so thin, you need to eat more." Wu Ma's tone sounded like an elder full of love.
"Well, thank you, auntie." Haoran held the rice bowl, and the temperature of the rice passed through the porcelain bowl wall and warmed him to the bottom of his heart. It has been four years since he came out to study at home, and he has not experienced such warmth for a long time.
After finishing the meal happily, Haoran stood up and cleaned up the dining table and kitchen with Wu's mother. The two of them talked and laughed together. Not only was the work not tiring, it was also very fun.
"Ding dong, ding dong." Just after washing the dishes, the doorbell in the hall rang.
"Did the lady forget to bring her key?" Wu Ma wiped her wet hands on her apron and walked towards the door.
Haoran also followed her closely, pretending that he had a very vague employment relationship with this Situ Muqu, and he also wanted to see this young lady as soon as possible to ask clearly.
"Strange, why is he here?" Wu Ma looked through the peephole on the door, with a slightly heavy expression on her face.
"Auntie..." Haoran called softly.
"It's not Miss." Wu Ma whispered, and then opened the door.
"Hey, it's Mother Wu. Is Xiaoyun at home?" At the door was a young man in his early twenties, holding a bouquet of red roses in his hand.
"It's Master Nan." There was no emotion in Wu Ma's words, "Miss is not back yet."
"It's okay, I'll wait for her here." The young man stepped into the room. The sapphire on his collar button glowed faintly under the light, and his face looked quite handsome.
"Who are you?" As soon as he entered the room, he saw Haoran and immediately stopped and looked at him with an inquiring gaze.
"I..." Haoran couldn't figure out the identity of the visitor at the moment, not to mention that he himself couldn't tell why he was here, and he was a little speechless for a moment.
"He is the person invited by the young lady." Seeing Haoran's hesitation, Wu Ma immediately spoke out to smooth things over.
"Invited by Xiaoyun?" Young Master Nan was a little confused and asked, "What are you doing with him?"
"Maybe it's for the new studio." Wu Ma said.
"Oh, then you don't have to live in your own villa, can you just find a room outside? There are too many people outside now, why is Xiaoyun not cautious at all?" The look of doubt on Master Biao's face became even stronger
, a pair of peach blossom eyes looked at Haoran carefully up and down, and the tone of his words was extremely unkind.
"This is the arrangement of the young lady." When Wu Ma spoke, her tone was obviously a little more serious than before, and she seemed not to be happy that someone was questioning her young lady's decision.
"Xiao Yun is acting more and more without any sense of proportion!" Master Nan ignored Ma Wu's tone and continued to talk to himself.
"..." Wu Ma was silent, not wanting to go any further on this issue.
"Excuse me, who are you?" Haoran stood behind him and could clearly see that Wu Ma's right hand was clenched into a fist behind her back, and he knew that she did not like the person in front of her.
"I am Xiaoyun's fiancé, Li Tiannan." He curled his lips, looked at Haoran with some contempt, and said: "Boy, you'd better move out of Xiaoyun's residence wisely. I don't like anyone except me in this house.
man."
"Really?" Haoran replied coldly: "Since Miss Situ asked me to come, even if I leave, she has to come and tell me in person."
"As her fiancé, my words are just as effective." Li Tiannan didn't expect Haoran to be quite stubborn, so he paused and then used his identity to suppress him.
"Master Nan, the lady hasn't nodded to this marriage yet!" Wu Ma's brows furrowed.
"Uncle Situ has already nodded. It will be a matter of time for Xiaoyun to marry into our Li family." Li Tiannan rolled his eyes and stared at Wu Ma with a hint of amusement: "Does it mean that a servant still needs to say something about this matter?
Four?"
When he mentioned the word "servant", his voice became obviously a little heavier.
"Master Nan, the lady won't be back tonight, you'd better please come back." Wu Ma ignored the aggressive tone in his words.
"What? Has an eviction order been issued?" Li Tiannan sneered and said, "Since Xiaoyun won't come back tonight, I don't want to stay here any longer. I'll come back in two days."
"But..." He changed the subject, glanced past Wu Ma, and pointed directly at Haoran, saying: "Some people, it is best to understand their own identities. Don't think that they can do anything just by living in Xiaoyun's villa.
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Haoran turned his head and didn't bother to discern the meaning behind his words. To put it bluntly, he was just an outsider. He had no intention and no desire to get involved in all the things between Li Tiannan and Situ Muyun.
"Humph!" Li Tiannan threw the bouquet into Wu's mother's hands, snorted coldly and strode away.
In less than a minute, the black Audi car parked at the door sped away.
"It's so shameless!" Wu Ma angrily threw the flowers in her hand at the corner, and said with a little anger: "I can't understand why the master agreed to this marriage!"
"Looking at the surface, it is indeed glamorous." Haoran suddenly said.
"Without that skin, he is nothing!" The anger on Wu's face was gradually replaced by a trace of sadness, and she said to herself unjustly: "What a pitiful young lady."
"Is he really Miss Situ's fiancé?" Haoran asked curiously.
"From the perspective of both families, yes." Wu's mother lowered her head and said: "He and the young lady have been engaged since childhood. If it weren't for their opposition to the marriage, the young lady would not live alone. What would happen?
Game Studio.”
"So, Miss Situ is a pitiable person?" Haoran recalled the person just now, and there was an aura of a second-generation ancestor in every move and every move he made.
"Alas..." Wu Ma sighed again and stopped talking.
"Auntie, I'm going back upstairs first." Haoran knew that the matter was complicated and didn't want to cause more trouble, so he said to Wu's mother and went upstairs to continue the game.
"Although I don't know why the lady thinks so highly of you, I believe she has her own reasons. Don't let the lady down..." Wu's mother murmured as she looked at Haoran's back walking up the stairs.
