Feng Xueying was a little annoyed. Pen~Fun~Ge www.biquge.info knew that this eldest lady of the He family was such a thing, so she didn't put down her body to win her over.

Cutting an orange into eight pieces is cheesy, and cutting it into six pieces is like a lotus seat? Don't be funny, it's all things that are eaten in the stomach, and Feng Xueying has never felt that way. It's just because of He Jingjing's identity that he praised her like this.

"Aunt Feng, the quality of your nanny is really poor, she can't even cut an orange into six petals, the size is uneven, and I don't have much appetite when I look at it. Our Aunt Li is amazing, and apples can carve roses. He Jingjing praised her own cook.

Wen Ziqing couldn't help frowning. What the hell is an orange cut into six petals? No wonder I saw Aunt Liu's face pale just now.

It's not easy for others to say anything if they want to carve apples into flowers to eat at their own home, and they still point fingers at other people's homes, I really don't know how this brain grows? Wen Ziqing was full of disdain.

He Jingjing raised her eyes and saw that Wen Ziqing was standing at the entrance. Dressed in army green casual clothes on Wen Ziqing's body, he became more and more cold.

I love it!

He Jingjing jumped up from the sofa and called out in surprise: "Cousin Ziqing, you're back." ”

Immediately, He Jingjing's whole person rushed towards Wen Ziqing with a gust of fragrant wind.

Wen Ziqing's figure flashed, flashing away the upcoming nephrite warm fragrance. The strong smell of perfume made Wen Ziqing's nose itch a little, and she wanted to sneeze. The smell of perfume on He Jingjing's body was too strong, so thick that Wen Ziqing held her breath for a moment.

He Jingjing pounced, stumbled, and almost fell. Seeing that Wen Ziqing did not open her arms to greet her as she imagined, a trace of grievance flashed on He Jingjing's face.

"Ziqing, your cousin Jingjing came to see you from Kyoto, you have to treat her well. Feng Xueying looked at Wen Ziqing, her face full of love.

At this moment, Feng Xueying's heart had already turned a few thoughts. The more stupid He Jingjing is, the more beneficial it is to the Wen family. Anyway, Wen Ziqing doesn't like to talk, she looks like a mute all day long, and she doesn't know what kind of wife she can marry in the future! She now puts He Jingjing and Wen Ziqing together, and Wen Ziqing has made a profit, so that he can get rid of the clutches of that country girl.

Wen Ziqing couldn't help but want to hold his forehead.

If it weren't for Feng Xueying's reminder, Wen Ziqing really couldn't associate the innocent and lively girl in front of her with the brutal and spicy He Jingjing in her impression.

He Jingjing wore a red pullover sweater today, a pair of black khaki pants were hot, and she looked like a delicate girl with a good family background. Two years have passed, and the baby fat on He Jingjing's face has faded a lot, and her chin is pointy, making her small eyes look a little bigger. He Jingjing's height has also increased, and she already has a bit of a girl's demeanor.

"Cousin Ziqing, aren't you welcome me here?" He Jingjing's eyes sparkled, and she almost burst into tears.

In the past two years, He Jingjing has been thinking about Wen Ziqing, who is as cold as ice, she looks forward to growing up quickly every day, and looking forward to the day when she sees Wen Ziqing again.

It's just that Wen Ziqing hasn't been to Cao's house in Kyoto for the past two years, and He Jingjing is disappointed every time she follows Cao Yumei back to Cao's house. Two days ago, He Jingjing heard that her uncle He Boyuan was on a business trip to Qingshan City, and thought that Wen Ziqing lived in Qingshan City, so she hurriedly followed up.

"Hmm. Wen Ziqing replied expressionlessly. Just kidding, he and He Jingjing are not familiar at all, He Jingjing doesn't come to Wen's house, does it have anything to do with him?

Wen Ziqing ignored He Jingjing and nodded at Feng Xueying on the sofa, saying hello. After doing this, Wen Ziqing did not stay in place, and "rubbed" a few steps up to the second floor and returned to his room.

In his previous life, after Wen Yiran's death, Wen Yiran's branch has been going downhill. The grandmother of the Cao family wanted Wen Ziqing to marry He Jingjing, and gathered the strength of the Cao and He families to make Wen Ziqing's road behind her more stable.

He Jingjing was dismissive of Wen Ziqing. At that time, the old man of the Cao family had passed away, and the status of the Cao family in Kyoto was not as good as before. In He Jingjing's eyes, Wen Ziqing is just a side branch of the Wen family in Kyoto, even if he is the grandson of the Cao family, how can he be worthy of her He Jingjing, the eldest lady of the He family?

Wen Ziqing didn't have any thoughts about He Jingjing in her previous life, and she had a marriage contract with Zhou Yuanyuan in this life, so she couldn't have any thoughts about He Jingjing.

"Grandma Feng, why do you think Brother Ziqing is like this?" He Jingjing couldn't help but be angry and anxious when she saw Wen Ziqing's face that hadn't changed at all, and her obvious dislike for contacting her.

If it weren't for her adventures and knowing that Wen Ziqing's future achievements would be extraordinary, she He Jingjing would not have chased him so shamelessly.

"Child, Ziqing, it's not that he doesn't welcome you, he's grown up and shy!" Feng Xueying patted the back of He Jingjing's hand lovingly, but her heart was full of calculations. He Jingjing's family background is good, if Ziqing can marry He Jingjing, their weight in the Kyoto family will definitely be much heavier in the future.

The old man of the Kyoto literary family, Wen Jingtao, has a transcendent status in China, and over the years, Feng Xueying has been working hard to curry favor with Wen Jingtao and transfer back to Kyoto.

In Feng Xueying's opinion, Wen Yiran is the most outstanding one in the second generation of the Wen family, and he is not inferior to Wen Jingtao's biological sons.

Feng Xueying was very unconvinced, Ming Ming Wen Yiran was so good, but she could only stay in a remote small city like Qingshan City. The descendants of the Wen family stayed in the bustling Kyoto one by one.

Feng Xueying is a person with pursuits, most of her life has passed, Feng Xueying's only wish is to make Wen Yiran stand higher, if Wen Yiran can squeeze other Wen family children down and take Wen Jingtao's class, that is the best.

It's a pity that Wen Yiran and Feng Xueying have different ideas, in Wen Yiran's opinion, it doesn't matter where he works, it doesn't matter if the place where he works is prosperous or remote, the important thing is whether the place where he stays can let him do practical things for the people and do things that are beneficial to the people's livelihood.

Because of different opinions, over the years, Wen Yiran and Feng Xueying have quarreled a lot about whether to transfer back to Kyoto. Wen Yiran felt that Feng Xueying was getting older and more snobbish, and Feng Xueying felt that Wen Yiran was getting older and more stubborn.

In particular, Wen Ziqing and Zhou Yuanyuan's engagement is a great thing in Wen Yiran's opinion, Zhao Qingshan is a combat hero, with a clean net worth and noble character, and the children and grandchildren he taught must be good.

Feng Xueying felt that this was a shameful thing, although her old Wen family was not a high-ranking family, it was not something that a rural girl like Zhou Yuanyuan could climb. As long as Feng Xueying thought that her eldest grandson was going to marry a country daughter-in-law in the future, she felt that it was a shame that was absolutely intolerable.