Chapter 239 Wu Wanqing’s temptation.

"Aunt Wu, we can discuss these details later. Anyway, Sister Luo Qi is here and she won't just run around."

Looking at Wu Wanqing with messy hair and ragged clothes, Wen Yan made a sincere suggestion:

"How about just like Sister Luo Qi said just now, you go to the bathroom to wash up and then go back to the house to change clothes?"

As the "life perpetrator" at the center of the storm, Wen Yan should have tried his best to minimize his own presence at this sensitive moment.

But unfortunately, the reality does not allow him to do this...

He could only use the excuse of caring about his elders to take advantage of the opportunity to plot against Xiao Jiujiu in his heart.

Yes, he wanted to get rid of Wu Wanqing and discuss with Wang Luoqi privately how to deal with the old aunt, so as not to reveal her secret later.

Although he also felt that it seemed a bit bad to use this reason to deceive the old aunt.

But for the sake of my own life...

Wen spoke, full of desire for survival, and decisively chose to obey the authority in urgent matters, throwing away the heavy feeling of guilt in his heart.

Although this behavior seems a bit shameless.

Okay, that's a bit shameless indeed.

But how can we use such an unflattering adjective when it comes to things related to artists?

Well, in the entertainment industry, this kind of behavior of changing one's stance instantly should be called a flexible "moral bottom line."

Although the old aunt now ignores many details and believes Wang Luoqi's lies that can be exposed immediately, this is all due to her emotional ups and downs.

Wen Yan has never underestimated Wu Wanqing's IQ. For a shrewd person like the old aunt, as long as she is given time to calm down, she will definitely find something wrong.

Just like when she entered the door just now, she was obviously suspicious of the smell in the room, and she didn't believe his subsequent explanation.

But she suppressed it in her heart and deliberately did not expose it. Instead, she secretly collected evidence by herself.

Then, she discovered traces of wantonness on the tattered stockings, which was also the trigger for her and Wang Luoqi's relationship to be exposed.

After hearing Wen Yan's suggestion, Wu Wanqing lowered her head and looked at her clothes.

Hmm. Well, actually, she didn't see anything at this glance.

Because the plump curve in front of her body blocked her line of sight.

Alas, it's really annoying. Every time I lower my head, I can't see my toes. It's very troublesome to even check my clothes.

Wu Wanqing secretly complained: She has endured pressure that ordinary women cannot experience.

"Mom, what are you doing here?" Looking at Wu Wanqing's raised lips, Wang Luoqi poked her arm.

The female CEO said with some dissatisfaction: "Didn't you hear that Xiaoyan was talking to you just now? Why are you ignoring him?"

"Ah, did someone talk to me? Mom was distracted just now and didn't hear me." Wu Wanqing didn't answer.

Recently, she didn't want to talk to Wen Yan.

Otherwise, she can't guarantee that she can control the ancient power in her heart.

Hearing the perfunctory tone in her mother's tone, the female CEO narrowed her beautiful eyes and said with a smile:

"Mom, you see Xiaoyan knows so much about your habits. Even I, the daughter, have forgotten your daily habits, but he, the son-in-law, remembers them for you."

"Sure enough, the old saying is true, a son-in-law is half a son-in-law. Look how filial Xiaoyan is to you."

Sister Luo Qi, please stop talking. You are trying to bring hatred to me. Wen Yan, who was standing aside, was a little frightened when he noticed the old aunt's glance.

How can you continue to stimulate the old aunt at this time? Aren't you afraid that she will go crazy? Wen Yan quickly spoke to comfort her:

"Mom, don't listen to her nonsense about son-in-law and not son-in-law, just treat me as your own son... Ahem, you think I didn't say that."

Feeling the cold touch on his neck, Wen Yan shuddered and decisively stopped talking.

Seeing that Wen Yan was quite sensible, Wu Wanqing took back the fruit knife she had put on his neck.

Now that you know how to call me mom, why did you go there so early?

Although she had been expecting Wen Yan to change his tune and call her mom, she didn't want it to be this way.

Adopted son and son-in-law, are these two completely different concepts?

"Hey, hey, mom, we have something to talk about, how can we use the knife?"

Wang Luoqi was startled, and quickly snatched the fruit knife from Wu Wanqing's hand and threw it directly into the desk drawer. To be safe, she even used her knees to hold the drawer door.

Then, she glared at her mother and touched her belly with a scared look on her face:

"Mom, this is what you did to grandma. You don't want my son to be without a father before he's born, right?"

"Didn't you say that you can't find out the gender yet?" Wu Wanqing rolled her eyes and ignored her demonic daughter.

You're not married yet, and your elbows are starting to turn outwards. I don't know what kind of ecstasy soup the little red guy poured into you?

She finally saw that her daughter, who used to be domineering, had lost her former shrewdness and ability because of her love affair.

The female CEO of the Qilixiang Group who ran the shopping malls is dead, and the dead girl in front of her has fallen into the gentle country created specially for her by the little red guy.

After retracting her divergent thoughts and looking at the stereoscope in front of the door, Wu Wanqing could clearly see her image at this moment:

Her face was flushed, and her hair was messy, falling irregularly to the sides of her cheeks. There were a few hairs that even stuck to her lips naughtily.

She stepped on the carpet with her bare feet. The blue and white cheongsam was slit to the top of her thighs, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin. The stockings wrapped around her legs were also untied.

Especially the stockings on her left foot, which had been torn into a big hole by herself, were particularly eye-catching at this moment.

With her ragged clothes and messy hair, she looked like a heroine in an action movie who had gone through a big battle.

Looking at herself in the mirror, a layer of goosebumps appeared on Wu Wanqing's fair arms:

This is not elegant!

How could an old aunt who had been so refined all her life accept such a sloppy self?

She sat upright immediately and wanted to get up immediately, go to the bathroom to take a hot bath and tidy up her clothes.

But thinking that this was Wen Yan's suggestion, Wu Wanqing bit her red lips, forced down this tempting thought, and nailed her peach butt firmly to the sofa without moving at all.

In the past, Wu Wanqing would have been very pleased to hear Wen Yan's advice, thinking that her little boy was really a good and filial child.

Well, I have loved him all these years in vain.

but now……

This pig didn't even say hello, but just drank her cabbage. What kind of good breed could this be?

Ah, I've been blind all these years, and I didn't realize that this little guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes turned out to be the flower picker she kept at home!

This is really hard to guard against!

Huh, the little red guy must be having a bad idea. Wu Wanqing glanced at the side, her eyes were full of expectant warmth, and she straightened her upper body slightly to express her attitude.

Thinking that she hadn't asked about the detailed process yet, Wu Wanqing narrowed her beautiful eyes:

"Mom is a little curious, how did you two get started? Can you tell me the specific process?"

"Mom, why are you like this? How can there be an elder like you?"

Wang Luoqi covered his face with his hands, looking like a shy little girl: "How can I have the nerve to speak about such a private matter?"

In fact, she was so panicked. How could she, a young girl, know the specific details?

“There’s no need to describe it in too much detail, just mention the date your child won the lottery.”

"Since you're embarrassed to say it, just write it on paper. That'll be fine." Wu Wanqing thought very carefully.

She took out a pen and paper from her bag and handed it to her daughter gently, with a faint smile on her face.

"This, this is it." Wang Luoqi took the pen and paper hesitantly.

She knew that she could not escape this level.

Although this is a personal privacy, as a grandmother, my mother is certainly qualified to know when her precious grandson was conceived.

Oh, let's make up a reliable one. Wang Luoqi carefully considered it in his mind. This date should not only match the recent pregnancy, but also avoid her safe period.

Of course, this matter cannot be difficult for her as a top student.

But just when she was about to start writing, she heard Wu Wanqing continue:

"For such an important matter, I can't just let you write it alone. I have to give the child's father a sense of participation."

Wu Wanqing glanced at Wen Yan, with a sneer on her lips:

"Guizi, come over and write one too."

Wen Yan: "..."

Looking at the pen and paper in front of him, why did he feel like he was taking a confession at the Public Security Bureau?!

Wu Wanqing put her hands around her chest and said with a smile:

"Remember to think carefully before writing. If the dates between you two don't match, let's go to the hospital now and do another check-up."

Wen Yan looked at Wang Luoqi, and Wang Luoqi looked at Wen Yan. For a moment, both of them looked a little panicked.

It seems to be getting cold!

How can you write this down? It’s not written in the script!

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