"It's a bit of a heat stroke, isn't it?" Wen Xuan was not stupid after all, so he helped him into the house.

He Mengjie sat on the sofa, lowered her head and drank the glass of water sent by Aunt Wang, gasped and said, "I'm fine." "Stand up and get ready to go.

"Didn't you say that? I can be a good dad if I work hard, but I always need a helper, right? Wen Xuan raised his voice behind her.

He Mengjie froze her steps, turned to look at him, her eyes flickered, and then she smiled: "The salary is more than twice as much, it's decided!" ”

Wen Xuan laughed and replied briskly: "Of course, if I am a good father, I may have a tip when I am happy!" ”

Tip! He Mengjie glared at her, is she a waiter, tip, should it be a salary increase!

Wen Xuan turned around and prepared to go upstairs: "Now it's decided, let's go meet and listen to the rain." ”

He Mengjie stretched out her hand: "Stop!" There is still a question that has not been said well! ”

Wen Xuan stopped and turned his head to look at her: "What's the problem?" ”

He Mengjie dragged it up and said proudly: "If you really plan to hire me, then you must teach the children according to my method." Seeing Wen Xuan frowning, she hurriedly added, "Of course, I can assure you that everything I do is absolutely for the good of the child, and there will never be a situation of beating and scolding." ”

Wen Xuan looked at her suspiciously, and she raised her head to meet his gaze calmly. Her eyes are so clear, except for the breath of youth, they are full of sincerity.

Wen Xuan stared at her for a while, and suddenly turned his gaze away: "Okay, I promise you." But if you find out you're hurting my daughter, I won't spare you! He warned in a deep voice.

He Mengjie smiled playfully: "How dare I? I haven't forgotten that you're a lawyer! ”

The two walked upstairs, and just after going up the stairs, they heard a "bang", which came from Wen Tingyu's room. Wen Tingyu may have been secretly watching them just now, and now when he saw them coming up, he quickly closed the door of the room.

Wen Xuan shrugged his shoulders helplessly and turned his head to look at He Mengjie. "Listening to the rain has a kind of disgust with the teacher."

He Mengjie stared at Wen Tingyu's white door for a while, then suddenly turned around and asked Wen Xuan: "Can I talk to Aunt Wang, anyway, I will take over her work in the next few days, so it's good to be familiar with this home." ”

Wen Xuan raised his eyebrows, not knowing why. "We're talking about the rain......"

"Since you, as the father who listened to the rain, have hired me, I think-" He Mengjie raised her voice when she said this, "Whether she wants to listen to the rain or not, she will have to get along with me for a while in the next few days." So let her calm down and accept this reality. I'm going to find Aunt Wang to make ice cream with her now, it's a hot day......"

He Mengjie said that he really turned around and was about to go downstairs, Wen Xuan moved his mouth, but finally did not open his mouth to stop it, and followed He Mengjie downstairs.

Aunt Wang was cleaning downstairs, and she looked a little embarrassed when she saw He Mengjie coming down.

Wen Xuan instructed: "Aunt Wang, He Mengjie will take over your work in the future, you can take her to familiarize yourself with the situation at home." As he was talking, the mobile phone suddenly rang, he picked up the phone and glanced at it, and said to He Mengjie, "I'll answer the phone, you can do it yourself." Then he hurried into the study on the first floor.

All of a sudden, only Aunt Wang and He Mengjie were left in the hall. Aunt Wang smiled at He Mengjie, her smile was a little stiff: "That...... The clothes ......."

He Mengjie smiled and said freely: "I know, that dress must have been asked by Tingyu to change it for me, isn't it?" ”

Aunt Wang looked up at her with some surprise: "You're not angry with me?" ”

He Mengjie shook her head: "I know that you must also be in trouble, why do you want to play tricks on me if you have no grievances with me?" ”

A hint of joy flashed in Aunt Wang's eyes, and she excitedly grabbed He Mengjie's hand: "Good boy, you are really a good boy!" I think it's the best luck for you to come to this home as a teacher to listen to the rain! ”

He Mengjie laughed and blinked: "Am I that good?" ”

Aunt Wang also laughed: "Of course, you have gone through all kinds of tests, and in the end you even stayed, which is a miracle in itself." Moreover, you are so tolerant, and it is this kind of tolerance that Tingyu needs......" Speaking of Tingyu, Aunt Wang's eyes showed a look of pity and endless emotion.

He Mengjie pulled Aunt Wang to the kitchen: "Aunt Wang, let's make ice cream together, right?" It's hot, and—" she said winking at Aunt Wang, lowering her voice, "Listening to the rain, she won't even open the door, and won't tell me anything." ”

Aunt Wang understood what she meant, raised her voice and stretched her neck in the direction of the second floor and said loudly, "Okay, let's make a delicious ice cream today!" ”

He Mengjie opened the refrigerator to get eggs and milk, and Aunt Wang helped her separate the egg yolks together, and the two chatted while they were busy.

He Mengjie remembered what Aunt Wang said before, and couldn't help asking, "You said that there is a hostess in this house?" But as far as I know, Mr. Wen doesn't seem to have a wife, right? ”

The scene when Wenxuan and his girlfriend broke up on the spot that day is still vivid in my mind.

Aunt Wang laughed: "Isn't the hostess Wen Tingyu?" Wen Xuan is the male owner of this family, Wen Tingyu is at home every day, so he claims to be the mistress of this family! Even though she's just a baby, she's very precocious, and she knows everything, and I really don't know how she knows all that mess! Aunt Wang shook her head as she spoke.

He Mengjie smiled and didn't speak, she wanted to tell her that in fact, the child's ability to absorb information is very strong, but it depends on whether it absorbs good information or bad information. If the child is precocious, then the father is definitely not a good one, let alone a mother yet.

Thinking of Wen Tingyu's mother, He Mengjie couldn't help but be a little curious and gossip, she turned her head to look at Aunt Wang and unconsciously lowered her voice: "Aunt Wang, do you know about Wen Tingyu's mother?" Did Mr. Wen divorce her mother, or what's wrong—"

"My mom is dead!" Before He Mengjie's words were finished, she was interrupted by an immature voice.

He Mengjie and Aunt Wang were startled and turned their heads to look at the kitchen door. I saw Wen Tingyu with his hands on his waist, staring at He Mengjie with wide eyes.

"My mom is dead! You're satisfied! Wen Tingyu shouted again angrily.

Her voice was sharp and piercing, echoing throughout the room, and it sounded miserable.

He Mengjie's heart twitched inexplicably, and she unconsciously stepped forward and squatted down, holding Wen Tingyu in her arms.