He Mengjie was startled, a little apologetic: "I'm sorry..."
Unexpectedly, Wen Tingyu tossed her hair and said, "Nothing to be embarrassed about, I've never seen her before!" as if she didn't care. She frowned, touched her forehead, and suddenly asked He Mengjie
: "You know how to braid your hair, right?"
He Mengjie was stunned by her jumping thoughts, and she answered after a long while: "Of course, what?"
Wen Tingyu looked at her with contempt: "What? Of course I want you to braid my hair! Is your IQ so low?"
He Mengjie was despised and belittled by her, but she was not angry and said with a smile: "Don't you look good like this? Why are you wearing braids?"
Wen Tingyu pointed at his forehead fiercely and rolled his eyes: "What's the use of looking good? Didn't you see that my forehead is covered with sweat! It's such a hot day, and a fool would wear his hair down!"
He Mengjie almost laughed out loud: "Didn't you let your hair down just to match this dress? I thought you did it on purpose!"
"Wouldn't a ponytail match this dress? Isn't that Aunt Wang not here? It's so annoying! My dad doesn't know how to braid my hair!" Wen Tingyu muttered.
He Mengjie held back her laughter, found a beautiful pink rubber band from the dressing table, and began to comb Wen Tingyu's pigtails. Wen Tingyu didn't know how to comb her hair, but she had some ideas. She asked He Mengjie to do it here and there, and finally she had a pretty braid.
Literary crooked braids.
Now He Mengjie finally understood that the clothes she wore were really suitable for her. She had overestimated Wenxuan's ability and underestimated Wen Tingyu's level! She had to sigh, a girl without a mother would have
Mature, at a young age I know how to match looks good and how to match kawaii!
Wen Tingyu was very beautiful. She twisted around in front of the mirror and admired herself for a long time. He Mengjie looked at her narcissistic look and couldn't help but curled her lips: "What's the use of dressing so well at home when you don't go out?"
.”
Wen Tingyu turned around and gave her a disgusted look and said, "What do you know! Women should always stay beautiful, so that their father will not be taken away by another woman."
He Mengjie wanted to laugh. Her old-fashioned tone was like that of a mature woman who had gone through many vicissitudes of life. She didn't know who made her become like this, but this was really not good!
She put away the smile on her face and looked at Wen Tingyu: "It's not good if you are so possessive of Dad!"
"This is necessary! If my father finds a woman to marry, how will I marry him when I grow up!" Wen Tingyu answered without thinking.
He Mengjie was stunned. She was so infatuated with Wenxuan that she actually wanted to marry him when she grew up! As a naive child, these words could be taken as a joke, but He Mengjie felt that she had grasped something from this.
What. She will slowly tell her that her daughter cannot marry her father, but she feels that it is not the time yet and she must wait until she gets rid of all her bad habits.
He Mengjie stood up, with a serious look on her face, and said to Wen Tingyu: "From today on, I will be your tutor. We can't always play at home, but we also have to go to class, okay?"
Wen Tingyu was still spinning her body in front of the mirror. When she heard what she said, she stopped immediately. She glared at her angrily and said, "I don't want to go to class! Those kindergarten classes are so childish and ridiculous!"
He Mengjie glanced at her sideways and said calmly: "You want to go to kindergarten, but they won't let you go."
Wen Tingyu was obviously stimulated by these words, and her face suddenly turned red. However, she refused to show weakness: "I don't mind going."
He Mengjie said leisurely: "I think a smart child should not be afraid of going to kindergarten, and have the ability to become friends with all the children in the kindergarten. If someone is not lovable in kindergarten, it must be that he is not smart enough!"
"Who says I'm not smart anymore! I'm very smart! I know many things, but you may not know them!" Wen Tingyu said angrily, her cheeks flushed.
He Mengjie smiled leisurely: "Then tell me, what do you know?"
Wen Tingyu said nothing, turned around and walked out of the house. When she reached the door, she stopped and turned to look at He Mengjie and said provocatively: "Do you dare to come with me!"
He Mengjie raised her chin and followed. What was she afraid of? She had never done such pranks since she was a child. Now she was alone at home with her, and now she was afraid of being tricked?
Wen Tingyu went downstairs, went to the study, and sat down in front of the piano by the window. Only then did He Mengjie discover that there was a piano in the study.
This study room is very large. In addition to Wenxuan's huge desk and high-backed chair, one wall is covered with bookshelves with many books on them. Of course, most of them are books related to law. Again, it attracts people.
The one that caught my attention was the piano. It was a small white upright piano. It was very delicate and looked like it was worth a lot of money.
Wen Tingyu sat down in front of the piano very arrogantly, and flicked her chubby little fingers on the keys, slipping out a string of crisp notes. She raised her eyebrows, gave He Mengjie a proud look, and then danced around with her fingers, playing
Play a tune.
Her fingering skills are very proficient and she seems to have received a strict and good education. She also has a good sense of music and plays the music very smoothly.
It was just one song, He Mengjie clapped her hands and said it was good. Wen Tingyu stood up and raised her chin high, like a princess.
She glanced at He Mengjie and asked in a condescending tone: "Can you play the piano?"
He Mengjie smiled and replied: "Why don't you know it!" Then he walked around her and sat in front of the piano.
With a gentle touch of her fingers, the musical notes jumped up without warning, forming a cheerful children's song. "I have a little donkey, but I never ride it..." He Mengjie played and sang happily.
Wen Tingyu stared blankly at the side, as if she had never heard children's songs in her whole life.
When He Mengjie finished playing, she snorted and said, "Tch! What is this? It's not worth mentioning!"
He Mengjie smiled and tapped her fingertips. This time, Richard's "Destiny" flowed out from under her fingers.
Wen Tingyu was stunned. Although she may not have a high level of appreciation, she at least understood one thing. That is, He Mengjie's piano skills were much better than hers!
When He Mengjie finished playing, she said nothing. But He Mengjie smiled and said to her: "I still like to play children's songs, don't you like it?"
Wen Tingyu's lips moved, but she didn't know what she thought of, so she pouted and said nothing. After a while, she muttered: "I can't sing children's songs..."
He Mengjie felt a sour feeling in her heart for a moment. Looking at the little Lolita in front of her, she could only sigh with emotion. He Mengjie was startled and a little apologetic: "I'm sorry..."
Unexpectedly, Wen Tingyu tossed her hair and said, "Nothing to be embarrassed about, I've never seen her before!" as if she didn't care. She frowned, touched her forehead, and suddenly asked He Mengjie
: "You know how to braid your hair, right?"
He Mengjie was stunned by her jumping thoughts, and she answered after a long while: "Of course, what?"
Wen Tingyu looked at her with contempt: "What? Of course I want you to braid my hair! Is your IQ so low?"
He Mengjie was despised and belittled by her, but she was not angry and said with a smile: "Don't you look good like this? Why are you wearing braids?"
Wen Tingyu pointed at his forehead fiercely and rolled his eyes: "What's the use of looking good? Didn't you see that my forehead is covered with sweat! It's such a hot day, and a fool would wear his hair down!"
He Mengjie almost laughed out loud: "Didn't you let your hair down just to match this dress? I thought you did it on purpose!"
"Wouldn't a ponytail match this dress? Isn't that Aunt Wang not here? It's so annoying! My dad doesn't know how to braid my hair!" Wen Tingyu muttered.
He Mengjie held back her laughter, found a beautiful pink rubber band from the dressing table, and began to comb Wen Tingyu's pigtails. Wen Tingyu didn't know how to comb her hair, but she had some ideas. She asked He Mengjie to do it here and there, and finally she had a pretty braid.
Literary crooked braids.
Now He Mengjie finally understood that the clothes she wore were really suitable for her. She had overestimated Wenxuan's ability and underestimated Wen Tingyu's level! She had to sigh, a girl without a mother would have
Mature, at a young age I know how to match looks good and how to match kawaii!
Wen Tingyu was very beautiful. She twisted around in front of the mirror and admired herself for a long time. He Mengjie looked at her narcissistic look and couldn't help but curled her lips: "What's the use of dressing so well at home when you don't go out?"
.”
Wen Tingyu turned around and gave her a disgusted look and said, "What do you know! Women should always stay beautiful, so that their father will not be taken away by another woman."
He Mengjie wanted to laugh. Her old-fashioned tone was like that of a mature woman who had gone through many vicissitudes of life. She didn't know who made her become like this, but this was really not good!
She put away the smile on her face and looked at Wen Tingyu: "It's not good if you are so possessive of Dad!"
"This is necessary! If my father finds a woman to marry, how will I marry him when I grow up!" Wen Tingyu answered without thinking.
He Mengjie was stunned. She was so infatuated with Wenxuan that she actually wanted to marry him when she grew up! As a naive child, these words could be taken as a joke, but He Mengjie felt that she had grasped something from this.
What. She will slowly tell her that her daughter cannot marry her father, but she feels that it is not the time yet and she must wait until she gets rid of all her bad habits.
He Mengjie stood up, with a serious look on her face, and said to Wen Tingyu: "From today on, I will be your tutor. We can't always play at home, but we also have to go to class, okay?"
Wen Tingyu was still spinning her body in front of the mirror. When she heard what she said, she stopped immediately. She glared at her angrily and said, "I don't want to go to class! Those kindergarten classes are so childish and ridiculous!"
He Mengjie glanced at her sideways and said calmly: "You want to go to kindergarten, but they won't let you go."
Wen Tingyu was obviously stimulated by these words, and her face suddenly turned red. However, she refused to show weakness: "I don't mind going."
He Mengjie said leisurely: "I think a smart child should not be afraid of going to kindergarten, and have the ability to become friends with all the children in the kindergarten. If someone is not lovable in kindergarten, it must be that he is not smart enough!"
"Who says I'm not smart anymore! I'm very smart! I know many things, but you may not know them!" Wen Tingyu said angrily, her cheeks flushed.
He Mengjie smiled leisurely: "Then tell me, what do you know?"
Wen Tingyu said nothing, turned around and walked out of the house. When she reached the door, she stopped and turned to look at He Mengjie and said provocatively: "Do you dare to come with me!"
He Mengjie raised her chin and followed. What was she afraid of? She had never done such pranks since she was a child. Now she was alone at home with her, and now she was afraid of being tricked?
Wen Tingyu went downstairs, went to the study, and sat down in front of the piano by the window. Only then did He Mengjie discover that there was a piano in the study.
This study room is very large. In addition to Wenxuan's huge desk and high-backed chair, one wall is covered with bookshelves with many books on them. Of course, most of them are books related to law. Again, it attracts people.
The one that caught my attention was the piano. It was a small white upright piano. It was very delicate and looked like it was worth a lot of money.
Wen Tingyu sat down in front of the piano very arrogantly, and flicked her chubby little fingers on the keys, slipping out a string of crisp notes. She raised her eyebrows, gave He Mengjie a proud look, and then danced around with her fingers, playing
Play a tune.
Her fingering skills are very proficient and she seems to have received a strict and good education. She also has a good sense of music and plays the music very smoothly.
It was just one song, He Mengjie clapped her hands and said it was good. Wen Tingyu stood up and raised her chin high, like a princess.
She glanced at He Mengjie and asked in a condescending tone: "Can you play the piano?"
He Mengjie smiled and replied: "Why don't you know it!" Then he walked around her and sat in front of the piano.
With a gentle touch of her fingers, the musical notes jumped up without warning, forming a cheerful children's song. "I have a little donkey, but I never ride it..." He Mengjie played and sang happily.
Wen Tingyu stared blankly at the side, as if she had never heard children's songs in her whole life.
When He Mengjie finished playing, she snorted and said, "Tch! What is this? It's not worth mentioning!"
He Mengjie smiled and tapped her fingertips. This time, Richard's "Destiny" flowed out from under her fingers.
Wen Tingyu was stunned. Although she may not have a high level of appreciation, she at least understood one thing. That is, He Mengjie's piano skills were much better than hers!
When He Mengjie finished playing, she said nothing. But He Mengjie smiled and said to her: "I still like to play children's songs, don't you like it?"
Wen Tingyu's lips moved, but she didn't know what she thought of, so she pouted and said nothing. After a while, she muttered: "I can't sing children's songs..."
He Mengjie felt a sour feeling in her heart for a moment. Looking at the little Lolita in front of her, she could only sigh with emotion.