The boy's voice was tinged with a faint sense of boredom.

Wen Tinglan has long been accustomed to the other party's behavior, if she is really just a nineteen-year-old girl, then how can she be treated with a hot face and a cold ass by Shen Zhiwei's attitude?

"If you're not hungry, you're not hungry, but your stomach can't stand your irregular meals."

"Can you let me go in first? The bowl was hot. ”

The girl's beautiful facial features were even more blushing and heart-pounding under the light, and a gentle smile appeared at the corner of her lips.

Those eyes gave a very calm feeling.

Shen Zhiwei's gaze fell on Wen Tinglan's hands holding the bowl.

Her finger bones were beautiful, and she didn't know what she thought, the young man's eyes darkened for a moment, and after thinking for a few seconds, he still opened the door and turned sideways to give way.

"Thank you."

Wen Tinglan walked into Shen Zhixiao's room.

The boy's room was spotlessly clean, with no extra warm decorations, and more of a cold, hard, and temperatureless feeling.

Even the chandelier overhead is a cool white.

Wen Tinglan put the bowl in his hand on the empty table, and the sound of the door closing behind him came from behind.

"Eat it quickly, it won't taste good if it's cold."

The dumplings are steaming hot, and an enticing aroma spreads through the air.

Shen Zhiwei walked to the table and sat down, looked at the bowl of dumplings, and suddenly asked, "You made it yourself?" ”

Wen Tinglan was standing beside him.

From the angle from which she was standing, she couldn't see the boy's facial expression at the moment.

"The dumplings are ready-made in the fridge, I guess just cooked it? Hurry up, it's not too early, you have to go to school tomorrow. ”

She was out for a day today, and her body was obviously tired.

But as soon as he got home, he heard the maid say that Shen Zhiwei didn't eat dinner because of Jiang Sui, so he resisted the urge to rest and went to the kitchen to cook a bowl of dumplings himself.

The teenager belongs to the honest mouth.

said that she was not hungry and didn't want to eat, but in fact, as long as she said it a few more times, she would compromise.

This is much better than when Shen Zhiwei first came to the Wen family.

At least not to exclude her contact.

Wen Tinglan is still very satisfied with this change.

Shen Zhiwei picked up the spoon under Wen Tinglan's gaze, his posture of eating was very elegant, and he chewed slowly.

The room was restored to quiet.

Wen Tinglan found a chair and sat down, she held her chin with one hand and watched Shen Zhixiao eating.

Xu is eyes were too burning, Shen Zhiwei frowned and said coldly, "I have words on my face?" ”

Hearing this, Wen Tinglan chuckled, "No, it's just that you look good." ”

The tone was still the usual gentle tone, but the words he said made Shen Zhiwei uncomfortable, and the movement of his hand to eat couldn't help but speed up a lot.

The smile in Wen Tinglan's eyes deepened.

Five minutes later, the girl waited for the boy to finish the dumplings before leaving with the empty bowl.

Suddenly, there was only Shen Zhiwei left in the room.

The young man stared at the place where Wen Tinglan was sitting just now, his dark pupils were deeper than the night outside, and he muttered in a low voice.

"Wen Tinglan ......"

*

Following.

Wen Tinglan slept lazily, got up and washed up, and went downstairs for breakfast.

The hour hand points to the number nine.

"Miss, are you dining now? Milk or oats? Do you need me to make you porridge again? ”

The servant asked respectfully, bowing his head.

Wen Tinglan sat down at the table and replied with a smile: "A glass of milk and two slices of oats are fine, thank you." ”

In the Wen family, Wen Tinglan will always be the most polite one.

The servants up and down the family couldn't help but love her, and after learning that Wen Tinglan was preparing to enter the entertainment industry, they also followed her on Weibo.

The maid who handed the milk to the girl was the woman named Zhang Li last night.

She was in her early thirties, with faint freckles on her cheeks, and she looked honest and reliable.

"Is the eldest lady going out to work today? Come on, I followed Miss you on Weibo, and my little daughter also likes you very much. ”

Zhang Li said carefully, because of last night's incident, she wanted to be closer to Wen Tinglan, so she had the above words.

She observed Wen Tinglan's facial expression, and only quietly breathed a sigh of relief when she found no trace of anger.

"Thank you."

Wen Tinglan accepted the other party's kindness.

She took a sip of the milk cup, and then asked, "Isn't Aunt Jiang at home today?" ”

According to usual, at this point, she should be sitting in the living room chasing the series.

Although Zhang Li doesn't like Jiang Sui in her heart, no matter how she says that she is also the employer's wife, no matter how friendly Wen Tinglan is, she is also the employer's daughter, and some complaints should not be spoken.

"Madame went out early this morning, saying that she didn't have to cook her food at noon and evening, as if she had gone to some party."

In the wealthy circle, the wives who are in charge of the house do not have to work.

Their only hobby is to get together to play mahjong or discuss topics such as which family's husband has cheated on again.

Generally speaking, when it comes to this topic, Jiang Sui is very proud.

Wen Zhen is a rare good man, but he won't spend time drinking outside like others.

The daily expenses will also pass through Jiang Sui's hands, and the woman knows everything about what he does and what he eats.

Wen Tinglan wiped away the cold color in his eyes and nodded his head, "I know." ”

Immediately, as if he had thought of something, he said, "If Shen Zhiwei is bullied by Aunt Jiang again in the future, you can call me directly or send me a message." ”

Wen Tinglan is not focusing on Shen Zhiwei now, she is fulfilling another wish of the deceased.

It can't be that the villain hasn't broken through here, and the other side is also starting from scratch, right?

Anyway, the task bureau does not specify a specific completion time for each task, which is equivalent to when it is completed and when it starts to judge the score.

So Wen Tinglan was not in a hurry.

Zhang Li nodded again and again, and couldn't help but praise sincerely: "Miss, you are such a good person!" ”

Shen Zhiwei and her are not related by blood, and the other party's temperament is not very pleasing, Wen Tinglan actually treats her so attentively, what is this not a good person?

Wen Tinglan only smiled and did not speak.

Twenty minutes later.

Li Ruotao drove the car into the courtyard of the Wen family on time.

In the car.

Wen Tinglan looked at the young man sitting beside him and asked, "Brother Lu, what are the arrangements for today?" ”

As a qualified artist, that is, to obey the arrangement of the agent.

Lu Qiaonian is dressed very casually today, taking off his neat suit, and the age of the whole person seems to be two or three years younger.

The young man pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose with one hand, flipped through the tablet memo in his hand, and then said: "I'm going to take a set of art photos today, which has been very popular on the Internet recently." ”

"This wave of heat is not rubbed in vain."