The big entertainer adopted by the female president

Chapter 260 Wang Luoqi: Is my mother pretty?
Directly announce that Wen Yan is her boyfriend?
She was worried that she would miss out, and even run the risk of self-defeating.

After all, someone's 'brother control' attribute is no secret to her.

In fact, based on the friendship between her and Wang Luoqi, who have been loving each other for so many years, if she really encounters any difficulties, as long as she is willing to speak, Wang Luoqi will definitely help.

She still has this confidence.

After all, no matter what the two of them say, they can be regarded as half best friends.

But what if this favor is to ask Wen Yan to pretend to be her boyfriend?

Hmm. She'd better wash up and sleep as soon as possible.

There is no room for negotiation at all.

If Wang Luoqi had a boyfriend, she would rather let her boyfriend come to her to play a friendly role, and she would not be willing to let her family's little red guy come and take risks.

Because, she has no interest in Wang Luoqi's boyfriend, but she covets this little brat she raised for a long time...

Let's just put it that way.

If Wang Luoqi really sent her boyfriend here, not only would she not have any wrong thoughts, but she would avoid suspicion.

After all, "A friend's wife should not be bullied", she still has this bit of moral integrity.

But if Wang Luoqi sent Wen Yan to her, she would say... Hey, is there such a good thing?
The meat delivered to his mouth, can he still fly?

Take it away, take it away! (*^▽^*)
Over the years, she has never concealed her purpose of vying for Wen Yan, and what she has done is also in Sima Zhao's heart, and everyone knows it.

How could capitalists not guard against her?
……

The mind is like an electric turn, in fact, a thought.

A blush flashed across Zhao Wanqi's face, and she pretended to be coy and said:
"Dad, don't talk nonsense, I haven't even said anything to him yet, we are just ordinary friends, just ordinary friends, don't think too much, don't think too much..."

Well, half concealed, it's acting!

Did she admit it?
No!

Did she deny it?
nor!
As for the specific situation?You two elders should guess slowly by yourself!

Zhao Wanqi is very satisfied with her answer:

There is no lie, there is no risk of being exposed, and the seeds of doubt are left in the hearts of parents.

For this operation, I give myself 99 points, and I am afraid that I will be proud of the remaining points. Zhao Yinghou applauds herself from the bottom of her heart.

"Ordinary friends?" Dad Zhao nodded.

He didn't seem to understand his daughter's voice, and said with a smile: "Ordinary friends are fine."

"It turns out that our country pays attention to 'starting a family first, then starting a career', but now that the society is so competitive, my father still advises you to 'start a business first, and then start a family' is better."

Dad Zhao used the tone of someone who has experienced it, and helped to analyze:
"Wanqi, at your age, your career is on the rise. It's better to make friends two years later. Dad is doing this for your own good."

Other people's parents are forcing the marriage, her parents are persuading the single Zhao Wanqi's smile is a bit stiff:

"Okay, I know."

At this moment, Zhao Wanqi really saw through:

The so-called acting skills and speaking skills can only be used on people who care about you.

Because only those who care about you can understand your words, see through the cowardice under your pretended tough appearance, and give you the warmth and protection you want.

As for people who don't care about you?

They don't bother to care about how you act at all.

What if you know what's on your mind?

They don't care at all.

Compared with the real benefits, the so-called family relationship is very fragile.

In other words, their family affection is not in themselves at all.

The leaves don't turn yellow every day, and people's hearts don't always get cold. The difference in treatment from childhood to adulthood has long since broken her heart.

After Zhao's father said some "life mottos", he didn't forget to pick up a piece of beef for Zhao Wanqi, and said with concern:
"Daughter's family should take good care of themselves outside, especially at night. Don't let anyone stay overnight. How dangerous it is. After all, people are separated from each other, and we don't know if they have bad intentions."

"Didn't you read the news on the Internet? It's about burglary and robbery. Tsk, it's really shocking...Tell me, if you have something good or bad, how will your mother and I live..."

"Crack." Zhao Wanqi arranged the chopsticks on the mahogany table.

She has always taken into account the face of her elders, and never embarrass her parents. No matter what her parents say, she will never refute her.

Anyway, if it is not pleasant to listen to, it goes in the left ear and out the right ear, just listen to it and forget it.

She has a good temper, and she never throws face at her parents for the sake of trivial matters.

But at this moment, she really couldn't bear it.

You can say anything about her, but you can't say anything softly!
There was no smile in Zhao Wanqi's eyes anymore, she stared straight at Dad Zhao, and said angrily:

"What does it mean to stay overnight for a dubious person? I watched him grow up, and he treated me better than anyone else. Why is it so hard to believe?"

"Still burglary? The food and drink in this house, including the one you live in now, is not earned by me singing? But all the songs I earn money are written for me by others. Why is he trying to make money for me? "

"Without him, I wouldn't be where I am today. You still live in a big villa, and you still invest in stocks and manage your money. Let the whole family drink Northwest Wind."

"Hey, you kid, why are you reacting so badly? Why don't I just talk about it..." Dad Zhao's hand holding the beef was hanging in the air, his body trembling with anger.

Now that she said it, Zhao Wanqi simply picked up the bowl and chopsticks, and directly avoided the beef brought by Zhao's father:
"I've recently been allergic to beef. I feel nauseous when I touch it. I feel nauseous and want to vomit. Medicine doesn't help..."

"Hey, Wanqi, why are you talking to your dad? Do you still have a tutor?" Zhao's mother quickly stood up, walked behind Zhao's dad, and helped him press his back.

She looked at Zhao Wanqi, and said angrily:

"You said that you, a child who is usually more sensible, now murders your father because of an outsider. Are you really raising you for nothing all these years?"

"Adopting a daughter is equal to raising a daughter for nothing. Isn't that what you have been thinking all these years?" Zhao Wanqi sneered, expressing the grievances that had been accumulated in her heart for many years.

What happened to the adopted daughter?
The adopted daughter has always cared about you, okay?

In fact, Zhao Wanqi has long understood that it is not that she is not good enough, nor is she not good enough, but that since her younger brother was born, she has become a dispensable existence in this family.

After all, he is the blood-related family of three, and she is just an outsider who made a mistake.

If it wasn't for the parents, they couldn't conceive a child a few years before they got married, and they wouldn't go to the orphanage to adopt her, a poor wretch, right?
It's not that they don't love her, it's just that after having their own son, the love they can share has become very little, so little that she can't feel any warmth.

The old lady hasn't started to perform yet, why is it so cold? Seeing Zhao Wanqi's ugly face, Zhao's mother pushed her husband away, and quickly smoothed things over with a smile:
"Old Zhao, what you just said is wrong. You have never seen other children, so how can you talk nonsense?"

"I think that young man named Wen Yan looks talented and dignified, and he doesn't seem to be a person with bad intentions at first glance."

"Besides, talking about marriage is also a major event in life. It's not easy to meet the person you like. You can't delay it because of work..."

What the hell, when you came back, was your mind squeezed by the car door?A look of surprise flashed in Zhao Wanqi's eyes.

She suppressed the unhappiness in her heart, kept silent, and observed quietly, preparing to see what tricks her mother was playing.

Anyway, if you want to trick her, there is no way!
In fact, when she was a child, she really wanted to hear her parents talking about the family at the dinner table, but since she had a younger brother, the parents in this family were short-tempered and had nothing to do with her anymore.

After she became famous, there were gradually topics related to her on the dinner table, but they were extremely utilitarian exhortations, such as:

You are capable now, you have to take care of your parents, younger brother, seven aunts and eight aunts...

Although this was a matter of course and she thought so herself, but her mother repeatedly emphasized that it still made her a little unhappy.

Why can't I ask her if she is tired outside?

Why can't you just ask her if she's happy at work?

Even if she just asks, she will be happy for a long time.

Why can't we talk about topics other than income?

Why can't we talk about something related to her life?

Even if there is no topic to talk about, it would be nice to chat with her about gossip in the entertainment industry.

Unfortunately, neither.

In fact, if you really see through it, you don’t care about anything, and then look at her "funny family", which is actually quite interesting:

What a wonderful family ethics drama, Gouxue doesn't have this meal at eight o'clock.

"Wanqi, nothing else is important, the most important thing is that you can find happiness." Zhao Ma said with a smile.

"Hehe." Zhao Wanqi twitched the corner of her mouth.

She was glad that she didn't drink the soup, otherwise she would have to choke!

"Mom, keep talking..." Zhao Wanqi stretched out her right hand and made a please gesture.

"As for your own marriage, as parents, we only give some opinions. Isn't the final decision right in your own hands?" Mother Zhao returned to her seat.

She glanced at her son, then changed the subject and said:
"By the way, didn't you just say to find a job for your brother, or let him move to your place?"

"After all, our family is in the suburbs, and it's not convenient for him to go back and forth. The two of you live together, and you can take care of each other. Mom doesn't have to worry about your safety every day. What do you think?"

Looking at the smiling mother, and then glanced at the younger brother who lowered his head to eat, Zhao Wanqi suddenly regretted watching the show.

Eating melons and watching dramas at my own home, I ended up eating my own bitter melons...

After years of working outside, she is also used to various teachings and teachings. How could she fail to see that Mama Zhao is such a self-righteous person who has never seen the world before?

In fact, she doesn't care about a little money if it makes her parents happy.

But the idea that this kind of fat and water will not flow into the fields of outsiders is too disgusting, right?

Zhao Wanqi glanced at her father who was so angry, then at her younger brother who was quietly watching her, and finally at her expectant mother.

She said word by word: "For today's meal, let's go here first. I drank some wine yesterday, and now I feel a little nauseous, nauseous, and want to vomit..."

"I've been a little busy recently, so I won't be back. Take care of your health."

She looked at her parents, seemed to think of something, and added:

"By the way, some time ago I was trading stocks with a friend, and I lost several hundred million in one fell swoop. I lost all my money in the past, and I have to be busy earning money to pay off debts recently..."

"Then what about the 200 million investment you mentioned earlier?" Dad Zhao asked subconsciously.

"Gone!"

Zhao Wanqi stood up, picked up the bag on the sofa, and left without looking back.

It's really funny, since she has never been treated as a family member, why is she rushing to give money?

Do you really think her money is blown by the wind?
Just be hungry!
From the moment she stepped out of this door, she had no home at all.

She walked into the garage, and the Ferrari quickly rushed out of the villa and out of the community, and drove for a long time before she stopped on the side of the road.

Looking at the pedestrians passing by on the street, Zhao Wanqi felt relaxed, and she no longer had to face those bullshit things.

She felt that she should be very happy.

But the eye sockets are still a little sore!

In the end, she lay on the steering wheel, crying like a child, heart-piercing.

……

Seven Mile Fragrance.

kitchen.

Wu Wanqing was wearing a long black dress, her long black hair was coiled behind her head, her neck was fair and delicate, and her back was slightly hollowed out, revealing her charming butterfly back.

Because of leaning over, the plump body in front of her, which was placed on the stove, became more and more bulging, and the curve at the waist suddenly converged. The peach buttocks propped up the skirt, and the curves of her figure were charming and enchanting.

When Wen Yan said that she had the honor to participate, her delicate body shuddered, her neck was covered with blush.

She staggered and fell directly into Wen Yan's arms.

"Xiaoyan, wait a moment, let me slowly..." Wu Wanqing supported the stove.

"Auntie, what's wrong with you?" Wen Yan supported the old aunt's waist and asked knowingly.

"Hmph, you two have done a good thing, and you have the nerve to ask me?" Wu Wanqing was out of breath, and turned to pinch Wen Yan's arm.

"Even on such an important day as my birthday, you dare to mess around, and even in front of my face... What's the point of this?"

"I didn't want to say it at first, but you insist on asking, what can I do?"

Wen Yan continued to help Wu Wanqing tie the apron, he said with a smile: "Auntie, you are awkward, I can't tie it like you..."

"Duk duk..." There were two muffled sounds from the kitchen door.

Wang Luoxi leaned against the door with his arms around his shoulders, looked at the two hugging each other expressionlessly, and asked:
"Are you guys cooking?"

Wen Yan: "..."

Wu Wanqing: "..."

Sister Luo Qi, listen to my explanation. Looking at the old aunt who was holding the stove with her hands and her buttocks clinging to her, Wen Yan suddenly panicked.

"Come with me." Wang Luoxi squinted at the pony boy above him, and pointed to the living room.

Close the kitchen door, follow behind Wang Luoxi, and walk to the living room.

Before the female president could ask questions, Wen Yan took the lead in explaining:

"Sister Luo Qi, I was helping my aunt tie an apron just now, not what you think..."

"What do I think?" Wang Luoxi sat down on the sofa and said angrily:

"I haven't even started to interrogate you yet, but you explain in a hurry, are you guilty?"

"Guilty, what am I guilty of?"

Wen Yan sat next to Wang Luoqi, and said straightforwardly: "Don't do anything wrong, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door, I'm upright and I'm not afraid of shadows tilting!"

"You don't even know how dangerous it was just now. Auntie turned around and asked me when we started. Fortunately, I'm smart..."

Before Wen Yan could finish speaking, Wang Luoqi suddenly pushed him onto the sofa, stared into his eyes and asked:

"Is my mother pretty?"

Wen Yan: "..."

Your question is very dangerous!

(End of this chapter)