Chapter 221 System upgrade successful

Listening to the soul torture from her mother, Zhao Wanqi didn't know how to answer for a while.

After all, only she and Wen Yan, the two parties involved, knew what was going on with the "inspection" behavior just now and the sudden temper before the meal.

She wanted to use this excuse to train the disobedient Ponyboy so that he would have a better memory in the future and stop being the lapdog of the capitalists.

Well, she actually knew in her heart that this move would not have much effect at all.

Because that obedient, well-behaved little puppy has become a thing of yesterday, and now "it" has evolved and upgraded, becoming someone's exclusive licking dog...

That's why she was depressed and wanted to take the opportunity to hit him so that he would know how to restrain himself in the future.

At least, you can't lick it like this in front of her.

But in the eyes of outsiders, isn't this just a little fun between young lovers and a "daily feeding" of singles?

Really, you don’t know how to say hello before entering the door. The doorbell at home is not a decoration. When will you develop the good habit of ringing the doorbell? Zhao Wanqi secretly cursed in her heart.

Ever since she was little, she has been an obedient and good girl in her mother's eyes, but she has never been so intimate with the opposite sex.

Moreover, the floor where Wen Yan slept last night was in the center of the living room, stealing the spotlight and being the centerpiece of the audience.

Especially the wrinkled bedding, which was as messy as a big battle...

It will inevitably make people think too much.

"Why don't you speak? You are mute?" Zhao Ma walked to the floor and twitched her nose slightly.

Ah, what are you smelling? Looking at her mother Zhao Wanqi, who turned into a "sugar man" detective, scratching her toes in embarrassment, she quickly pulled her mother to the sofa and sat down:

"Mom, you came here so early this morning. You must have something important to do, right? Tell me, I'll listen. Don't delay the business."

While changing the topic, she took her mother's arm, raised her ears, and acted like a little bird clinging to someone.

But Zhao’s mother obviously didn’t accept this trick. She said with a straight face and an expressionless face:

"What, what do you mean, I, the mother, can't come over if I have nothing to do?"

"No, no." Zhao Wanqi waved her hands quickly and explained: "I mean, why didn't you say hello to me in advance when you came over? This way I can prepare a few more dishes for you..."

Zhao Ma glanced at Wen Yan and said with a smile:

"Yes, I informed you in advance. When I came and took a look, there was only a large table of dishes left, right?"

"Humph, you damn girl, if I don't come over today, are you going to keep hiding it from me?"

Sure enough, middle-aged women are deeply poisoned by the bloody eight o'clock tea, and they will make up their minds whenever they disagree. Zhao Wanqi is a little helpless.

"Mom, don't talk nonsense. Things are not what you think. We are not dating. We were just joking just now. It's not what you think. Don't talk nonsense..."

"Nonsense?" Before she could finish speaking, Zhao's mother interrupted her.

"I've seen this with my own eyes, and you still want to deny it? Well, Mom is old, but she's not yet blinded by old age."

"I've told you a lot not to fall in love in recent years, but why have you turned a deaf ear? Do you think that now that your wings have become stiff, what mom said is no longer effective?"

Looking at Zhao's mother who waved her hand to interrupt, Wen Yan secretly cursed in his heart, Sister Wanqi's status in the family was worrying, no wonder she never invited him to eat at home.

If it were Wang Luoqi, Wu Wanqing would not even give him a chance to explain. Of course, if Wang Luoqi really brought home someone of the opposite sex, the old aunt would probably set off firecrackers to celebrate.

After raising cabbage for 27 years, she finally knew how to bring a pig home. She no longer had to worry about her daughter's marriage.

Of course, this pig must be brought back from outside, not from him, a domestic thief.

In addition, Zhao Ma's eyes also made Wen Yan a little uncomfortable. He was not Lao Wang next door, so why did he act like he was having an affair?

My daughter is not underage, and this is not puppy love during school days. Zhao Xiaozhen is already a well-acquainted royal sister. If she introduces someone of the opposite sex to her family, she won't have such a big reaction.

Wen Yan felt that he was a bit unlucky today, having encountered a "ward round" so early in the morning, but as a man, he naturally could not throw all the pressure on Zhao Wanqi at this time. That would be too unethical.

He smiled and said: "Auntie, my name is Wen Yan. You should have heard Sister Wanqi mention me. I just talked to Sister Wanqi about you, and I plan to visit the elders at home in two days."

When it comes to how to please the elders, Wen Yan has experience in asking himself.

Wu Wanqing was born into a wealthy family, but she also encountered a marriage change. She used to have such a cold temperament, and people could feel the obvious sense of alienation in daily interactions, but she still couldn't be coaxed into smiling by him.

Moreover, in his opinion, although the action just caused a misunderstanding, it is actually easy to explain.

He and Zhao Wanqi met in the orphanage for more than ten years, and their relationship is as close as brother and sister.

Although Zhao Wanqi never invited him to her home as a guest, Zhao's mother must have a certain understanding of him.

After all, my daughter has been a volunteer in an orphanage for seven or eight years. How can a parent not know the inside story?

As long as Zhao Ma knows his identity, what just happened will be easy to explain.

It is normal for a little brother who was once taken care of in an orphanage to stay at home for one night. There is no suspicion of a man and a woman living alone.

"Wen Yan? Sounds familiar. You are the junior who wrote songs for Wan Qi? No wonder there are gossips about you on the Internet. It's true that there is no smoke without fire." Zhao's mother suddenly realized.

She said with a cold face: "I hope you can give me a reasonable explanation. As for the lame excuse of staying up all night to write songs, don't use it to deal with me."

"There have been rumors in the entertainment industry about 'talking about scripts late at night'. After being criticized, such excuses are no longer convincing to me."

Wen Yan: "..."

Judging from Zhao's reaction at this time, it seems that she didn't know him before, and her only understanding was after that "recommendation incident".

Sister Wanqi, haven't I mentioned me to you before? Or maybe I didn't speak clearly enough?

He went on to explain:

"Auntie, Sister Wanqi and I have known each other for a long time. When I was in the orphanage, she took good care of me and often took me to play."

"Welfare home? Is it the Qidian Welfare Home?" Zhao Ma stood up suddenly, her face looking a little ugly.

Ah, what did I say wrong? Wen Yan was stunned for a moment.

He was also a little bit confused in his heart. When did the reputation of Qidian Welfare Home become so bad?

Looking at the old aunt who suddenly became angry, Wen Yan could clearly feel that when he mentioned the orphanage, he must have touched the old aunt's back pain.

He looked at Zhao Wanqi who was not far away, and cast a look for help. This aunt was a bit difficult to deal with, and he couldn't handle it.

Zhao Wanqi also didn't expect that her mother would have such a big reaction.

But unlike Wen Yan's confusion, she actually knew some reasons in her heart.

Seeing Wen Yan who was a little at a loss, Zhao Wanqi stood up, took his hand, and walked out of the door.

As she walked, she warned:

"Xiaoyan, please go back first. Remember to take good care of yourself when you get home. Don't go out and run around. I'll see you again in two days."

"Sister Wanqi, this..." Looking at the cold-faced old aunt, Wen Yan was a little worried.

"What are you worrying about? It's not a big deal. I'll talk to my mother about it later." Zhao Wanqi said with a smile.

"Okay then." Wen Yan walked out the door.

In this situation, he is really not suitable to stay here.

After all, in the eyes of Ma Zhao, he is just an outsider, and some words are only suitable for his own family to say behind closed doors.

Looking at the closed door, the smile on Zhao Wanqi's face gradually faded.

"Mom, you must be thirsty after talking so much just now. Drink a glass of water first to moisten your throat. Let's all calm down and talk about this later. It just so happens that I didn't make an announcement today, so I have plenty of time."

She slowly walked back to the sofa and poured her mother a cup of tea.

"I'm very calm now and not thirsty." Zhao's mother did not go to get the water glass: "Tell me what happened today?"

"I have forgotten that he didn't mention the orphanage. Is this the child you wanted to adopt when you first entered college?"

"It's all trivial matters. What's the point of bringing it up now?" Zhao Wanqi sipped her saliva, her eyes vacant, as if she was remembering the past.

After a while, she continued: "He has been adopted by someone a long time ago. The family is very kind and treats him like a treasure."

Zhao's mother's face became even more ugly: "Are we not treating you well?"

…

After leaving Fengdu Garden, Wen Yan's face looked a little ugly.

From the brief conversation just now, as well as Zhao's mother's sensitivity to the opposite sex around her daughter, and then thinking about what Mrs. Wen had left unfinished when talking about Zhao Wanqi's parents some time ago, he almost figured out what was going on.

The relationship between Zhao Wanqi and her mother may be more complicated than that of Wang Luoqi and her daughter.

In fact, he had already expected it in his heart.

There are many people who volunteer in welfare homes, but there are very few people like Zhao Wanqi who have been doing this for seven or eight years.

A student who has been keen on participating in social practice since middle school, his personality must be optimistic and cheerful, and he is generous in dealing with others. However, Zhao Wanqi used to be timid in front of outsiders.

The more he thought about it, the deeper his frown became. He could still think of ways to help with other things, but he was really helpless about this kind of family conflict.

After all, it is difficult for an upright official to interrupt household affairs.

"Ding dong."

Just when Wen Yan was about to wave to the taxi, he suddenly felt dizzy in his mind.

The low-end system that has been out of touch for a long time has finally been successfully upgraded.

…

Well, I won’t say any more. I’ll give you one to the bosses first. I’ll delay the update. I’m guilty.

Also, see you tomorrow.
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