Wen Xuan cleared his throat, stared out of the car window, and replied lightly, "It's just a friend." ”

"A female friend?" He Mengjie immediately asked. For some reason, she remembered the time she saw him go to dinner with a woman.

Her heart jumped suddenly, and her face changed a little: "You shouldn't let Chen Yuwei take care of Tingyu!" ”

The corners of Wen Xuan's mouth twitched, then he reached out and held her face, staring straight at her: "Do you think that listening to the rain will let Chen Yuwei take care of it?" He reached out and flicked it on her head, smiling at the corner of his lips, "Little fool, don't think about it! ”

He Mengjie didn't say anything more, she believed that Wen Xuan should not be messing with Chen Yuwei again. But she still couldn't help but think about it for a while.

What kind of friend is it, and why does the teacher think that it is Wen Tingyu's mother?

Thinking of this, her heart fluttered violently, should she ...... It's really her mom!

Then she shook her head desperately, denying her thoughts. No, Wen Xuan and Wen Tingyu both said that her mother is dead.

But...... Chen Yuwei said that Chen Yuelin is still alive and well......

He Mengjie's heart suddenly became a mess, and her mood instantly became a little bad.

When the car stopped at the door of the house, He Mengjie came back to her senses and asked in surprise, "What?" Don't go to answer the rain? ”

Wen Xuan said, "You can cook something delicious at home, I haven't eaten your cooking for a long time." I'm going to pick up the rain. ”

He Mengjie looked at him without squeaking.

Wen Xuan laughed, stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around her neck, imprinted a kiss on her cheek, and whispered, "Little fool, don't be cranky. ”

Then he let go of her and deliberately put on a serious look: "Let's go cook, I and Tingyu will see the fragrant rice as soon as we come back!" ”

He Mengjie reluctantly pulled her face and smiled at him. Then he watched the silver-gray car slowly drive away.

She had a bad feeling in her heart that she couldn't suppress, and she felt that Wen Xuan seemed to be deliberately not wanting her to go with her to pick up Wen Tingyu.

What is he afraid of? Afraid that she will see the woman who takes care of Wen Tingyu?

All of a sudden, her mood turned terrible.

In this meal, He Mengjie played abnormally, and the color and fragrance of the rice she made were incomplete.

The horn of the car sounded outside the door, He Mengjie jumped up, ran out, and saw Wen Tingyu's smiling little face.

Wen Tingyu rushed in and pounced on He Mengjie's body, a little mother, which made He Mengjie return to her soul a little.

Fortunately, fortunately, Wen Tingyu still likes her as much as usual.

Wen Xuan looked at them with a smile, you kiss me, I kiss you, and finally interjected and put his face up: "You can't miss me!" ”

When the words fell, one person was slapped on each side of the face.

Happily entering the house, Wen Xuan asked about the meal, and He Mengjie was embarrassed.

How can you get that kind of food......

Wen Tingyu shouted: "I'm not eating, Dad!" ”

Wen Xuan was surprised, "Didn't you keep yelling to eat the food cooked by your little mother, why did you have the opportunity to eat it today, but you didn't eat it?" ”

Wen Tingyu threw himself into the sofa, turned on the TV, and said nonchalantly: "I ate at Aunt Chen's, and I was too full to eat." ”

When He Mengjie heard this, her heart was inexplicably a little sour.