The old house of the Bo family.

Knowing that Bo Yuxi was coming back for dinner, the kitchen had prepared delicious dishes early and filled a whole table waiting for them to come back, and the scene was very grand.

Bo Mu was wearing a silk dress and casually put on a yellow pattern shawl imported from Bohemia and stood at the door.

Seeing Bo Yuxi, she stepped forward with a smile on her face: "Yuxi." ”

When his eyes turned to Wen Huaishu, he frowned slightly, but he also said politely: "Huaishu is also here." ”

Wen Huaishu lowered his eyebrows and stood quietly beside Bo Yuxi: "Mom." ”

"Hmm." Bo Mu's voice was not cold, and her eyes did not stay on her.

Bo's mother didn't give her one more look, and looked at the man on the side: "Yuxi, I'm really back, do you remember her, that child has been studying abroad for so many years, I miss it very much, have you been in touch all these years?" ”

"No, I haven't been able to take care of my body in the past few years, so how can I have time to care about others." Bo Yuxi replied simply, his expression a little indifferent.

Bo's mother didn't expect Bo Yuxi to have such a cold attitude, and was silent, "She is back now, our two families have always had a good relationship, and you should move around more." ”

Wen Huaishu listened silently beside him.

In front of her, the main house, let Bo Yuxi and Rong Zhenzhen have a lot of contacts, and what it means is almost straightforward.

But she doesn't care, anyway, the divorce process between her and Bo Yuxi is already gone, and she only cares about when the 50 million will arrive.

Who is the hostess of the Bo family, and what does it have to do with her?

"You're busy with work, so if you entertain such a thing, let Huaishu come." Bo Mu looked at Wen Huaishu with a smile, her eyes kind and gentle.

Wen Huaishu's eyes lit up.

She was born in the countryside, and she has lived in the Bo family for many years, and the Bo family directly did not have her as the number one person, and did not care about her in anything.

asked her to organize such a reception, Bo's mother obviously knew that she didn't know anything, and wanted to make her ugly.

"Just let the housekeeper do this kind of thing." Bo Yuxi tidied up the folds of his shirt and got up, and his seemingly casual eyes swept over Bo Mu's body for a moment: "Let's have dinner, I have to go to the company early if I have something to do in the afternoon." ”

Bo Mu's face changed slightly, and she glanced at Bo Yuxi several times in disbelief, but in front of Wen Huaishu, some words still didn't come out.

"Yuxi, you haven't been back for a long time, I specially told the kitchen to make your favorite food this time, eat more."

Bo Yuxi's taste is relatively light, and there is hardly a single chili pepper on a table of dishes, which makes Wen Huaishu, a heavy chili lover, a little unsure of how to put chopsticks.

Eating it in your mouth doesn't taste anything, it tastes the same as chewing wax, and this meal is too sinful.

But her role today is the role of a good wife who loves her husband like crazy.

"Yuxi, you eat this, you've been busy with work recently, make up for it."

A warm picture of loving her husband, but the more Bo's mother reads Wen Huaishu, the more troublesome she becomes.

At this moment, the voice of the servant came from the door: "Miss Rong." ”

Bo Mu immediately got up with a smile on her face: "Zhenzhen, you are here." ”

Rong Zhenzhen had already gone back to change his clothes, and smiled embarrassedly: "Auntie, I was delayed a little bit, I didn't mean to be late, don't blame me." ”

The coquettish tone obviously has a lot to do with Bo's mother.

Wen Huaishu didn't care, and continued to sit on the chair calmly.

"As long as you come, I'll be happy." Bo's mother watched Rong Zhenzhen grow up, and she has also been treated as a daughter-in-law over the years, and now the more she looks at it, the more she likes it: "I have been studying abroad over the years, and I am getting better and better." ”

Rong Zhenzhen put the gift on the table and coquettishly said to Bo Mu: "Auntie's mouth knows to praise me." ”

In a blink of an eye, he saw Wen Huaishu, and his smile froze slightly: "Miss Wen is also here." ”

The keen changes can't escape Bo Mu's eyes: "Have you seen it?" ”

Rong Zhenzhen brushed the broken hair and said: "When I watched the exhibition in the morning, Yu Xi took Miss Wen with me and took a look. I don't know if Miss Wen is too nervous to attend such an occasion for the first time, and she doesn't even hold the water cup steadily. ”

didn't explicitly say that she was splashed with water, but how could the clever thin mother not hear what was going on?

Her face suddenly turned unpleasant, waiting for Wen Huaishu to give an explanation.

Seeing that he couldn't hide, Wen Huaishu had no choice but to put down his chopsticks and turned his head apologetically: "It's really the first time to attend, and it's inevitable that I'm a little uncomfortable, but fortunately, Miss Rong didn't bother with me." ”

Being able to bend and stretch is what a big husband does.

Talking about these mouth cannons with Rong Zhenzhen, she can only suffer in the end.

"Anyone has a first time, and that's okay." Rong Zhenzhen sat down naturally next to Bo Yuxi and smiled at Bo Yuxi.

But Bo Yuxi didn't give her a single afterword.

The cold side face was like a sharp knife, and the stabbing Rong Zhenzhen's smile was almost a little unbearable, and the spearhead was aimed at Wen Huaishu again.

"I remember when Yuxi married Miss Wen and entered the door, it had already aroused discussion among outsiders, if Miss Wen still attended with such a posture in the future, I am afraid that it will make others talk even more, some etiquette, I think Miss Wen still needs to learn it."

The tone is gentle, but the words spoken are implicitly sarcastic.

It's just that she's vulgar and doesn't know etiquette.

Wen Huaishu was amused when he heard it, and was about to refute, but the man next to him suddenly said indifferently: "I think it's Miss Rong who should learn etiquette, right?" My lady, when is your turn to preach? ”