Wenxuan scratched his head in annoyance and sighed: "That's what this kid is like. I don't know what to do when he grows up..."
He Mengjie laughed and teased: "Then let her marry you!"
Wenxuan glared at her.
He Mengjie suppressed her laughter and said seriously: "I think you should have fewer girlfriends in the near future. When she slowly accepts your idea of getting married sooner or later, it won't be too late for you to have more girlfriends."
Wenxuan said in surprise: "I didn't meet Xiaomiao today for a date!"
He Mengjie rolled her eyes and said nothing. Who would believe it? They made an appointment at such an atmospheric Western restaurant and said it was not a date. And that passionate kiss. Fortunately, Wen Tingyu had already fallen asleep, otherwise she would not know that she would have made trouble again if she saw it.
What does it look like?
"Of course, I can't deny that it actually feels like a date. The main reason is that Dr. Wang Xue was so enthusiastic and insisted on introducing Xiaomiao to me. I just happened to have a case, and Xiaomiao was on duty that day and I needed to ask her, so I asked her by the way.
I'm eating and doing some work on the side." Wenxuan explained.
He Mengjie stretched out her hand and said, "Stop it, you don't have to explain this to me, just explain it to Ting Yu."
Wenxuan narrowed his eyes and looked at her: "The main thing is that I need you to help me explain to Xiaomiao when I go to the hospital tomorrow. The reason why I made her so embarrassed at noon today is that I am no longer a gentleman."
"It seems that you are planning to continue dating her?" When He Mengjie asked this question, her heart jumped inexplicably.
Wenxuan asked strangely: "What do you mean?"
"What's your explanation if you don't want to continue dating her?"
Wenxuan shook his head, as if he disliked her for being rude: "That's different. Whether to interact or not is another matter. You always have to apologize after being rude."
"Then are you going to date her or not?" He Mengjie blurted out and asked. After finishing speaking, she blushed. What's wrong with her? Why is she so concerned about other people's personal affairs?
Wenxuan stopped talking, stared at her deeply, and then asked leisurely: "Does this have anything to do with you?"
"Of course. If you have any decisions, tell me in advance so that I can be prepared and give Tingyu some psychological support. Otherwise, if she suddenly finds out that you have a girlfriend, she will definitely go crazy!" He Mengjie replied quickly,
I feel like this is a very good reason.
Wenxuan's eyes flickered for a moment, and he nodded after a long time. He didn't answer, stood up and sat on the sofa, and said lightly: "She is a bit young and not suitable."
He Mengjie was clearing away the dishes and muttering: "Yes, yes, the fiery girl is more suitable. She would wink at the man with all her charm, and then ask, 'Do you dare to kiss me?'" No matter what,
She could never forget her hurt heart.
After she said this, she raised her head and glanced at Wenxuan, only to see that he didn't seem to hear her words, but was staring down at the painting.
When He Mengjie walked to the kitchen, she said, "This is a gift from your daughter."
After entering the kitchen and washing the dishes neatly, she heard Wenxuan's voice ringing in the living room: "The handwriting is good!"
His judgment was amazing, and he could tell at a glance which of the things on that piece of paper were his daughter's masterpieces.
By the time He Mengjie came out, Wenxuan was no longer sitting on the sofa, and the painting was gone. It seemed that he had taken it back to the room.
He actually went to bed without saying hello. Fortunately, she made some noodles for him and was busy for a long time. He Mengjie went upstairs, stood at the top of the stairs and glared at Wenxuan's bedroom, and then she felt at ease.
go to sleep.
Aunt Wang's room was at the back, with no ventilation and a bit stuffy. He Mengjie didn't sleep well all night. When she got up early, she found that she had been bitten by mosquitoes several times.
At six o'clock, she went downstairs to cook rice porridge, then carefully spread out the egg pancake, shredded the radish, washed the lettuce, and rolled it in the egg pancake.
The entire first floor is filled with the aroma of rice porridge and eggs, making people drool.
At seven o'clock, everything was ready. He Mengjie brought the rice porridge and cakes to the table, and then made a cup of honey water and placed it on the table.
Wenxuan came downstairs, showing no signs of being drunk last night. He was neatly dressed as usual, with a blue-gray shirt and black suit trousers. The color looked a little old-fashioned. His hair was also well taken care of.
Place it neatly on your head.
He Mengjie handed the honey water in front of him: "I drank wine last night. Let's drink a cup of honey water early in the morning."
Wenxuan didn't refuse, picked up the cup and drank.
He Mengjie muttered and asked, "Are you going to court today?" Although it had only been a few days, she had basically figured out the ropes. Usually if he dressed up like this, nine times out of ten he would be going to court.
Wenxuan paused, looked at her for two seconds, then raised his head and drank the honey water in the cup.
He Mengjie then asked: "About what time will you be back in the afternoon?"
Wenxuan replied in a deep voice: "I'll try my best to do it as early as possible."
He Mengjie felt relieved, then turned and went upstairs to call Wen Tingyu.
Wen Tingyu had already gotten up and pinched her little nose: "What smells so good?" She dressed very quickly, and it seemed that she had been dressing herself for a long time.
He Mengjie smiled and replied: "It's an egg pancake. Do you want to eat it?"
Wen Tingyu jumped out of bed, clapped her hands, rushed out of the room, and went to the bathroom on the second floor to brush her teeth and wash her face. She did it very quickly, and she finished it in a short time.
After going downstairs and seeing Wenxuan, Wen Tingyu shouted angrily, "Oops! I fell asleep last night!"
Wenxuan smiled softly at her: "Baby, your gift is very good. Teacher He gave it to Dad yesterday."
Wen Tingyu smiled shyly and turned to glance at He Mengjie.
Wen Tingyu sat next to Wenxuan, and Wenxuan waved to He Mengjie: "You should also sit down and eat together."
He Mengjie went to the kitchen to serve rice porridge for herself and sat across from the father and daughter.
Wen Tingyu thought of something, looked at Wenxuan and asked, "Dad, did you take my camera yesterday?"
Wenxuan blinked and said, "I didn't."
Wen Tingyu immediately turned around and stared at He Mengjie fiercely. A chill ran down He Mengjie's back. She finally understood why Wen Tingyu had so many clever ideas. Isn't there a saying that goes well, "The daughter of a mouse can dig holes."
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He Mengjie took two steps to get the camera from the coffee table and put it in front of Wen Tingyu: "See for yourself, your dad took a picture inside!" Although it was just a photo, it could explain something.
Wen Tingyu turned on the camera, flipped through the photo album, looked at it for a long time and asked her: "Where? Where are the photos my dad took?"
"Ah?" He Mengjie was stunned. She grabbed the phone from Wen Tingyu's hand and looked through it for a while. She was dumbfounded. The photo of the bar was really gone!
She suddenly raised her head and stared at Wenxuan through gritted teeth.
Something seemed to flash in Wenxuan's eyes. He lowered his head and drank his porridge, as if he had nothing to do with it.
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