The red-billed parrot didn't know where it came from, and since then, every time it saw Miaomiao, it began to stumble, hissing and chanting poetry with all its might, and it couldn't be clear for a moment.

It's always inevitable that there is no desperation, and it must be that such an idle and panicked person can raise this kind of bird.

Miaomiao explained a few words to Yun Niang and Qing'er, and then set off to Wen Mansion with Wen Yan, and Yun Niang's face was a little more gratified. It has never been a dewy child, his face is full of worries, and his expression when he looks at Wen Yan is no longer as grassy as before, Xu recognizes Wen Yan's true colors, and he may feel that no matter how strong and cold-blooded his shopkeeper is, after all, he is just a woman.

Wen Yan's father's name is Wen Changfeng, just listening to the name gave birth to a bit of hearty bearing, Miaomiao and Wen's father still have some contact, on the day of worship, she knelt in front of this man to offer a cup of tea, he took it with a smile, drank it, quite a bit of bold and kind style. It's just that after getting along for a long time, Miao Miao finally realized that the person who can develop the Wen family into the richest man in Qinhuai is definitely not a simple person.

I'm afraid that it was the careful thinking between Miaomiao and Wen Yan, and the man had already understood it after smiling.

Miaomiao didn't like this feeling, just like she was in front of Old Madam Shen, no matter whether it was black or white, she always had nothing to hide. And Mrs. Shen's emotions were written on her face, but Father Wen was always smiling, which was even more incomprehensible, and I don't know how Wen Yan persuaded Wen Changfeng to allow him to marry her.

When they arrived at Wen's house, Miaomiao and Wen Yan got out of the car, and went to the study to ask for peace first, Wen's father was writing, standing upright, with one hand behind his back, holding the end of the pen with the other, with strength, the knuckles and phalanges were distinct, and he scolded Fang Xuan. wrote the word "wonderful" on the paper, the dragon flew and the phoenix danced, very chic, but taught Miao Miao to be frightened, and his steps paused unconsciously.

Father Wen just smiled, didn't care much, and seemed to just write a word casually.

At dinner time, the young couple arrived in the lobby on time to wait, Wen Yan curled the corners of his lips, and was in a very good mood: "Miao Miao Niang seems to be extraordinarily formal today, I don't know why, I am very pleased with my husband."

Miaomiao was already absent-minded, and when she heard the words, she shuddered, her foot touched the corner of the table, and she made a small sound, and Father Wen slowly walked into the lobby at this time. Miaomiao subconsciously sat upright, adjusted her emotions, and tried her best to show that she and Wen Yan were still relatively close, but she could see that the corner of the man's mouth was still smiling, his face did not change, and his heart was blocked again.

"Alright, let's dine. It's been a long time since the family got together and had a wonderful time, so there is no need to be restrained. Wen Changfeng said this, but he casually raised the wine cup in his hand and drank it all.

Wen Yan did not change his elegant style, and the reserved maid poured a small half of the lamp, took a few sips, and paid tribute to Wen's father, and the father and son were intimate.

Wen Yan's mother has been dead for two years, and Wen Fu has never remarried his deceased wife, and only accepts a concubine, and only stays in his yard to raise flowers and plants on weekdays, and is leisurely. Wen Yan also has an elder brother, Wen Jing, but he manages the business of the Wen family in the north and is away all the year round, so the huge Wen Mansion, no matter how splendid and noble it is, still can't hide the lonely atmosphere of the entire mansion.

After three rounds of drinking, Wen Yan became a little drunk, and he was never prepared, it seemed that it was only now that Wen Yan vaguely realized that Wen's father was deliberately pouring himself into drinking, and he couldn't help but have a wry smile on his face. But seeing that Father Wen raised his wine glass again, he spoke to Miaomiao: "Miaomiao has been in the door for a while, I don't know if I can still get used to it?"

The concern in his eyes is genuine, and it makes people feel warm.

Miao Miao has more or less drunk two glasses, her face can't help but be dyed with a ruddy color, seeing that Father Wen turned to him with a cup, he hurriedly raised the small cup in front of him, toasted and drank it all, and then slowly replied: "Thank you father for your concern, everything is fine." ”

"It's good to see Miaomiao's amount of wine for my father, after three glasses of drinking, my complexion is still so natural and refreshing."

"After all, people who do business often need to be entertained, but this is really not a good amount of alcohol." Miao Miao was confused, her head was mixed up, it was clearly a drunken physique after three cups, and somehow she answered such a sentence, and after finishing speaking, she was shocked to realize that she was speechless, and hurriedly looked at Father Wen nervously, but the latter still had a very casual expression, and she didn't know whether she heard it and pretended not to hear it, or didn't care about it at all.

Wen Yan put his hand under the table and gently held Miaomiao's hand, Miaomiao looked at him in hindsight, Wen Yan smiled, how much he wanted to make her feel relieved, but Miaomiao was stunned, where could he find half a drunken meaning in his clear eyes!

It's good that you are gentle, and you are pretending to be drunk!

At the moment, he gritted his teeth and secretly planned to dismantle his backstage, how could he not be such a scoundrel and throw her a woman to deal with Father Wen! But suddenly I saw Wen Yan's body move, with a soft feeling of powerlessness, it took a lot of effort to raise his eyes to speak, his eyes were hazy, and he seemed to be extremely drunk! He said to Father Wen: "Well, I haven't drunk for a long time, but I don't want to make a fool of myself today, my father doesn't want to laugh at it, this is a refutation of my father's interest, don't blame it, Yan'er will go back to the room to rest first, sober up, Miao Miao quickly hold me"

Miaomiao came to support Wen Yan with a comprehension, knowing that she was wrong, it turned out that Wen Yan wanted to help herself out of the siege so she pretended to be drunk, but she didn't want this guy to be really drunk, and her whole body was lying on her body fiercely, almost untenable! Secretly grinding the back socket - this guy must have done it on purpose!

Father Wen didn't have an opinion, as if he expected this, he didn't seem to care much, just smiled and nodded, and his eyes stayed on Wen Yan and Miaomiao for a while before looking away. Even more Jiao Miaomiao's heart was blocked, so she could only reluctantly let Wen Yan go out of the front hall with such an unseemly hug.

The moonlight is very clear, Miao Miao stopped on the corridor of hundred folds, overlooking the distance, the evening breeze was slightly cool, and the skin of the person was as if it was crossed by silk. Miaomiao smelled the smell of wine on her shoulders, still with the power that could not be ignored and the embrace that held her tightly, and finally couldn't help but speak: "Husband, the audience has left, and the drama should come to an end, or is the husband so in love"

Before the words fell, I heard the man's firm and faint joyful voice: "Lady, I like you to call my husband the most, do you know?"