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Qili Xiangdu.

Second bedroom.

The sunlight shines through the half-open window lattice, forming a "Tyndale effect" light beam, reflecting countless small particles flying in the air, and then shining on the boy's angular profile.

Wen Yan was sleeping soundly. He pushed the quilt on the edge of the bed and half of it had drooped to the ground. His sleeping posture was also very bold——

Well, the whole person is lying on the big bed in the shape of "wood"!

"Xiaoyan, have you gotten up yet?"

There was a knock on the door, and Wang Luoqi's urging voice came from outside.

Wen Yan couldn't help but feel a little irritated when the "gentle" wake-up call disturbed her sweet dreams, and therefore missed the opportunity to discuss learning postures with Duke Zhou's daughter.

He opened his hazy sleepy eyes and shouted outside:

"Um, reminder, what's the reminder? The alarm clock hasn't gone off yet, but you're more on time than the alarm clock. Let me sleep a little longer..."

Wen Yan was a little angry when he got up. He rolled up the quilt hanging on the edge of the bed and pulled it over his head to isolate the noise in his ears and prepare to go back to sleep again.

We are in the prime of life and in the bright spring season. If we don’t get more sleep, wouldn’t it be a waste of precious youth?

But Wang Luoqi obviously didn't like him, and the girl's callous voice came from outside:

"Wen Xiaoyan, I'll give you three minutes. If I don't see you in the living room after three minutes, I'll stop you!"

Wen Yan didn't care about Wang Luoqi's threat at all. If he couldn't even retain the freedom to sleep in, how could he have any family status for the rest of his life?

The younger brother is also a face-saving person.

Therefore, for the sake of a happy life in the future, Wen Yan decided to hold high the banner of rebellion and fight the evil force Wang Luoqi to the end.

Therefore, he directly lifted up the quilt, sat up, and replied with dignity:

"Get up, get up...Sister Luo Qi, don't worry, I'll get up right now."

Well, after this conversation, he is no longer sleepy.

Well, he admitted there was an element of strategic compromise.

After all, an uprising must be carried out slowly and cannot be rushed.

Behind closed doors, everyone is a family. Even if they have to fight in the same room, Wang Luoqi must be given time to adapt.

After throwing the wet shorts into the storage basket and cleaning up the traces of water overflowing, Wen Yan couldn't help but feel a little emotional:

When you are in the prime of life, what you fear most is that good and evil will not be rewarded!

Looking at the time on his phone, Wen Yan also understood the reason why Wang Luoqi came over and urged him.

It was already almost seven o'clock. Apparently he was too asleep and missed the sound of the alarm clock.

After putting on his big pants, Wen Yan stepped on his slippers and walked to the bathroom, yawning as he walked, looking a little depressed.

Wang Luoqi was brushing her teeth, with white foam on her red lips. Seeing Wen Yan come in, she frowned and looked a little unhappy:

"Why are you so swollen and not wearing any clothes?"

Due to the foam, Wang Luoqi's pronunciation was a little unclear, and there was foam when he spoke, which splashed on Wen Yan's chest.

"Wear it later, wear it later." Wiping off the foam on his body, Wen Yan said perfunctorily as usual.

No way, he was already used to this conversation and had to do it every morning.

Well, Wang Luoqi's attitude is still not firm enough, otherwise he would not be able to retain this bad habit until now.

Glancing at the lines on Wen Yan's abdomen, Wang Luoqi didn't say anything more. She moved to the side, with an obvious look of disgust.

Wen Yan took advantage of the opportunity and squeezed into the space vacated by Wang Luoqi. He picked up the toothbrush and was about to start washing.

"Huh?" Looking at the dark circles under Wen Yan's eyes, Wang Luoqi was a little surprised: "I told you to go to bed earlier, why are you still looking like this?"

"I've been in bed since nine o'clock, but the quality of my sleep is a bit poor, so I haven't had enough sleep yet." Wen Yan said perfunctorily while squeezing out toothpaste.

Well, I went to bed around nine o'clock, read the news for a while, ate online for a while, and played a few games, and before I knew it, it was early morning.

He originally rested in the early morning, but now he can get six or seven hours of sleep, and he doesn't go out with dark circles under his eyes.

But before going to bed, he read the novel for a while, and by the time he got to the latest chapter, it was already past three in the morning.

Well, staying up late to cultivate immortality has boundless magical power.

After washing up, Wang Luoqi turned to Wen Yan beside him and said:

"Hurry up and go cook as soon as you finish cleaning up. I have something else to do at noon."

"What's going on? Please tell me first so that I can be mentally prepared." Wen Yan said vaguely.

"No need to make preparations, just arrive when you arrive!"

Wang Luoqi patted Wen Yan on the shoulder, wiped off the remaining water stains on his hands, and walked out of the bathroom.

"It's mysterious, I must have held it in." Looking at Wang Luoqi's back, Wen Yan whispered.

After leaving the bathroom, Wang Luoqi was about to go to the master bedroom, but suddenly he caught a glimpse of the half-open door of the second bedroom, and Wang Luoqi couldn't help but be curious.

Wen Yan went back to the room at around nine o'clock and slept until seven in the morning, but he still looked that depressed.

To say that there is nothing fishy in this is simply an insult to her intelligence.

Thinking of the most searched entry last night, Wang Luoqi squinted his beautiful eyes. Did this guy do anything strange in the bedroom?

After what happened yesterday, Wen Yan's credibility in her heart has plummeted and she is no longer pure.

After all, how pure can you expect a young man who even dares to roam around in romantic places?

Walking into the second bedroom, Wang Luoqi's beautiful eyes moved as he scanned the entire room. Except for the messy bedding, the furniture and furnishings were quite neat.

Since the window was half open, the air could circulate and there was no peculiar smell in the room. Wang Luoqi nodded, quite satisfied.

How to judge whether he has done something bad? Wang Luoqi touched his chin and remembered the comments under yesterday's hot search terms.

By the way, questionable tissues!

Thinking of this, Wang Luoqi went straight to the trash can to see if there was any criminal evidence inside.

If there is, it means that Wen Yan has done something bad, and then she needs to think of a countermeasure.

Well, the trash can is empty and there are no suspicious tissues.

After an inspection, Wang Luoqi's lips showed a smile. Wen Yan had not developed any bad habits, which made her very satisfied.

But just as Wang Luoqi turned to leave, she suddenly caught a glimpse of——

Storage basket in the corner of the room!

…

After washing up, Wen Yan came out of the bathroom and was about to cook, but he bumped into Wang Luoqi who had just walked out of the second bedroom.

"Sister Luo Qi, why did you go to my room?" Wen Yan was a little confused.

"I'll help you clean up the room." Wang Luoqi said with a straight face: "You are such a big person, can't you fold the quilt after you get up?"

Looking at the quilts folded into squares, Wen Yan felt a little strange. When did Wang Luoqi care about such small things?

However, women's brain circuits are inherently strange, and Wen Yan didn't pay too much attention to it. Wang Luoqi might have suddenly become interested and wanted to care about his daily life.

Wen Yan smiled and said, "After I get up, I ventilate the bedroom first and then fold the quilt, so that I can feel more comfortable when I go to bed at night."

"Well, you should be more diligent next time." Wang Luoqi walked quickly to the master bedroom.

Looking at the girl's hurried back, Wen Yan was a little confused and just folded the quilt. Why did his earlobes turn red?

Half an hour later.

At the dining table, Wen Yan and Wang Luoqi were sitting opposite each other, having breakfast.

Wen Yan felt that Wang Luoqi was a little weird today. Usually when the two of them had dinner, there was no rule of "sleep and eat without talking".

The atmosphere at the dinner table has always been lively. Occasionally, the two of them would quarrel, and even get into a fierce chase with chopsticks over a certain piece of food they liked.

Well, it usually ends with Wen Yan winning.

Don't get me wrong, it's not because he is strong that he can seize food from the tiger's mouth.

But after a fierce battle, the dining table was where the food ended up, and it was time for Wen Yan to clean up the battlefield.

In short, when two people are dining, the atmosphere is more lively.

But today, Wang Luoqi didn't say a word and just immersed himself in cooking, even if Wen Yan took the initiative to find a topic.

She only replied with "Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh," and her expression looked very perfunctory.

Forget it, maybe he was in a bad mood and had no desire to speak.

But when Wen Yan was immersed in eating, she would quietly look at Wen Yan's movements with her eyes, as if she was observing something.

Sensing the weight of Wang Luoqi's gaze, Wen Yan suddenly raised his head, looked directly into her beautiful eyes, and asked:

"Sister Luo Qi, is there something dirty on my face?"

"No, no!" Wang Luoqi's eyes were a little dodgey.

"Then why do you keep looking at me?" Wen Yan was a little strange.

Wang Luoqi refused to admit it: "When did I look at you?"

"I've seen it many times. Do you think I haven't noticed it?" Wen Yan spread his hands, feeling helpless.

Even though he had already caught him, he still wanted to cover it up. Well, this is very Wang Luoqi.

So arrogant!

Wang Luoqi rolled his eyes: "If you don't look at me, how do you know I'm looking at you?"

Wen Yan: "..."

Okay, the topic is in an endless loop!

…

After breakfast, Wang Luoqi put away the dishes and went back to the master bedroom.

after awhile.

She held a set of clothes in her hand, walked up to Wen Yan, and said with a serious expression:

"Go to the room and change."

Wen Yan took the clothes casually and didn't pay much attention at first.

Over the years, Wang Luoqi often bought more clothes for him, even more than she bought for herself. She seemed to have regarded dressing up her little brother as a kind of fun.

But after a quick glance, Wen Yan was a little surprised that Wang Luoqi hadn't bought him such clothes yet.

This is a handmade black suit.

It is said that an adult man must have a pure black suit in his wardrobe because it is used for two occasions - weddings and funerals!

Thinking of Wang Luoqi's abnormality today, Wen Yan's heart tightened and he asked:

"Sister Luo Qi, are we going to attend someone's funeral?"

"Funeral?" Wang Luoqi's eyes looked a little strange, but after thinking for a moment, she nodded and said: "Absolutely... almost."

Phew... Hearing Wang Luoqi's tone, Wen Yan was relieved. There was no sadness in the girl's tone, which meant she was not someone close to her.

Seeing that Wang Luoqi really had something serious to do, Wen Yan no longer hesitated, picked up his clothes and went back to the bedroom.

Since it was the first time in his life to wear a suit, his skills were a little rusty, so Wen Yan spent a lot of effort to tie his tie.

By the time he walked out of the second bedroom, seven or eight minutes had passed.

As soon as she opened the bedroom door, Wen Yan saw Wang Luoqi, who happened to be walking out of the master bedroom. During this time, she also changed her clothes:

At this time, Wang Luoqi's upper body was wearing a business woman's professional small suit, lined with a pure white shirt, revealing the proud and full curvature of her body.

The lower body is in a black skirt. Even if she is not wearing stockings to modify it, it still does not affect the beauty of her legs. On her feet, she also wears a pair of black high heels that she rarely wore in the past, which fully demonstrates the capable style of a strong urban woman.

Wen Yan hadn't seen Wang Luoqi in such a formal dress for a long time, which further confirmed his thoughts.

Well, probably to attend the funeral of a business partner!

Arriving in front of Wen Yan, Wang Luoqi looked at his clothes carefully, and habitually helped him smooth out the wrinkles at the corners of his clothes.

When she saw Wen Yan's tie, Wang Luoqi frowned, obviously not satisfied. She untied the tie and tied it into a slightly more mature "business knot" for Wen Yan.

Looking at Wang Luoqi's clean and neat techniques, Wen Yan felt a little ashamed. He had tied ties many times in his previous life, but he was not as proficient as Wang Luoqi, a novice.

After tying his tie, Wang Luoqi took two steps back, looked at Wen Yan again, and then nodded with satisfaction.

Well, this dress suits Wen Yan very well. She has really good taste.

Before going out, Wen Yan asked Wang Luoqi: "Sister Luoqi, whose funeral are we going to attend? Which business tycoon is he? Do I know him?"

After all, a funeral is an important occasion, and Wen Yan wants to know something about the deceased in advance to avoid making a joke later.

"He's not a business tycoon, so you probably don't know him." Wang Luoqi pondered for a moment, then said in a heavy tone: "Anyway, you just know that he is a poor person."

…

The two took the elevator to the underground parking lot. As soon as they got into the smooth curved SUV, Wang Luoqi kicked off his high heels, frowned and said:

"This thing is really uncomfortable. My feet hurt after wearing it for a while."

"You know it's uncomfortable, but you still insist on wearing it?" Wen Yan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, shrugged: "Can't you just wear ladies' leather shoes like you did before?"

In fact, he didn't want Wang Luoqi to wear high heels. Wang Luoqi's height was 172 centimeters.

Now, the girl is wearing five to six centimeter black high heels, and her height is almost 178 centimeters, which makes Wen Yan, who is 182 centimeters tall, feel a little stressed.

"What do you know?" Wang Luoqi rolled his eyes, threw the high heels to Wen Yan and said, "This is my sister's magic weapon to win."

The magic weapon to win Wen Yan was a little surprised. When he went to attend a funeral, he used black high heels as the magic weapon to win. Is there something wrong with this style of painting?

Are you planning to knock a ghost out with your high heels?

However, looking at the high heels in his arms, Wen Yan also threw away his unnecessary thoughts. The only thing he was sure of now was——

He seems to have become the "shoe-holding boy" under the eldest sister!

With the roar of the engine, Wen Yan could feel a clear push on his back, and then the SUV rushed out of the parking space.

From this soaring speed, Wen Yan inexplicably felt a hint of murderous intent.

Are you really going to fight with the kid? Wen Yan secretly complained about Wang Luoqi's abnormality.

…

Half an hour later.

The SUV slowly drove into the central business district of Shanghai. Wen Yan sensed something was wrong. He had agreed to attend the funeral, but why did he come to the leisure and business street?

Looking at the disco not far away, Wen Yan felt a little chilly. Could this be a disco?

"Sister Luo Qi, are you sure we are going to the funeral?" Wen Yan felt that Wang Luoqi was playing tricks on him.

Near a high-end cafe, Wang Luoqi slowly stopped the car. She loosened her seat belt, then turned to Wen Yan and said:

"I just came to attend the funeral!"

"Don't be ridiculous." Wen Yan didn't believe Wang Luoqi's lies at all: "Which SB will hold a funeral here?"

"There really is such a thing." Wang Luoqi pointed to the floor-to-ceiling window of the cafe not far away and said:

"Just like him!"

Following the direction of Wang Luoqi's finger, Wen Yan saw a man wearing a high-end suit, sitting by the window of the cafe, with a large bouquet of roses placed on the table.

This man was about twenty-six or seventy-seven years old. His hair was meticulously combed. Judging from the suit he was wearing and the famous watch that showed his outline, he must be worth a lot of money.

Wen Yan was a little confused: "Sister Luo Qi, who is he?"

A sneer flashed at the corner of Wang Luoqi's mouth.

…

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Chapter completed!