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The throbbing of a bowl of instant noodles brewed

"Sister Haoxue, I'll show you something interesting." Wang Shaohan sneaked into the study and pulled Wen Haoxue out of the crowd.

Mo Wenyang was still performing calligraphy in the study at this time.

Being disturbed by a little devil, Wen Haoxue suppressed her temper, walked out of the study and immediately glared: "What's the matter?"

Wang Shaohan pulled her to the balcony and pointed to the intersection: "Look, who is sitting with whom?"

Seeing the dilapidated house sitting next to Wen Man, Wen Haoxue's eyes lit up and he stroked Wang Shaohan's head: "You kid, you have golden eyes and deserve praise. Go and pull your parents out and take a look."

Wang Shaohan pouted and reluctantly pulled Wen Haoxue out, but didn't want to report it by himself.

Wen Haoxue didn't know what the boy was thinking. She grabbed him with a handful of flesh and said, "Go and drag the other sisters out."

Wang Shaohan smiled and ran into the study.

So one minute later, no female relatives were watching Mo Wenyang in the study and they all slipped to the balcony.

"Sister Manman should get married. If she doesn't marry, what should we do if we sisters do?" The sisters were all talking. Although it was not a good place to settle down, it would be great if someone wanted it at the age of Manman.

The elders also thought so: "Yes. No matter how bad it is, he is still a man. Women will eventually find a man to live."

Didn’t these people take the opportunity to mock them? They said that their daughter was not good, they were torn shoes that no one wanted, and they just happened to be matched with a dilapidated house. Xu Yu'e was choking and grabbed her little daughter: "Hurry up and call your sister up."

"Mom. I won't do such a shameful thing." Wen Yuan was as angry as her mother. She had long felt that it was useless to have a sister who could not let her show off in front of her classmates. Now Wen Man can't get married and can only choose a dilapidated house, which is even more embarrassing.

"After all the time, my sister-in-law is really. Nowadays, when girls are still college students, their families have to arrange blind dates to avoid getting married if they are too late."

"The name given to Manman by my sister-in-law and brother is really true. Doesn't Manman sound the same as Wanwan?"

Not only Xu Yu'e was embarrassed, Wen Man's father Wen Shixuan just came over and heard this. The middle-aged man's old face turned as dark as ever.

So if the daughter cannot get married, the outsiders do not blame him, and they first targeted the child's parents. Some parents endured themselves, while some parents were patient enough in society when they were talked to by others. They couldn't bear it when they got home, and they vented their anger on their children.

Wen Man is a little unlucky, and he meets these parents who like to go home and take off their anger.

The chirping on the balcony was far apart and he didn't hear it. The two of them had just filled their stomachs and sat in their original position for a while.

"Your name is—" Jiang Yan asked.

"Wen Man." Wen Man said, in a very normal tone.

Jiang Yan looked at the black glasses on her small nose that almost drooped to her lips. She was not the kind of beautiful woman with a small nose, small lips, a little eyes, a thin face, and long fingers. She was not a beauty with a melon-shaped face, but she would feel pleasing and comfortable after looking at it for a long time, because her expression always had a faint smile, like a cloud in the sky, carefree.

"Where is your name?" Wen Man was a little uncomfortable being stared at by his eyes. He knew his name but still asked.

"Jiang Yan. Yan is Yansheng, add three dots of water in the middle of the line character." As if worried that she wouldn't understand his name, he pulled her hand and gestured on her little palm.

Wen Man was the first time that a man had held his hand tightly. His eyelids blinked in surprise. He wanted to retract his hand, but he was afraid of being rude, so he had to endure it silently.

"Do you know which word it is?" Jiang Yan lowered his head and asked with some concern.

"I know." Wen Man immediately retracted his hand when he relaxed a little, but his hands had the remaining warmth, and the feeling he had just touched. The strange thing made her remember it deeply. His hands were not as arrogant as he himself, with a thick layer of calluses, which made people feel that this person was gentle but actually very strong.

"Really know?"

Wen Man suddenly felt that his heat was about to squirt on his face, and raised his perspective unconsciously, and found that he was close to him. He was looking at her with a pair of smiling eyes. He pulled his eyebrows slightly, and quickly lowered his face and packed up his things to leave.

Seeing her instantaneous expression, Jiang Yan was surprised and stood up and asked, "Has I done something wrong?"

"I don't know how many girls you have played such jokes, but I'm not used to it." Wen Man always looked at the flowerbed on the roadside when she said this, and would no longer look at his handsome face that confuses many girls' hearts.

The better the man is, the more likely he is to be romantic, this is almost an unchanging law.

Jiang Yan immediately realized that she had misunderstood, and this made him care very much, and he cared like never before. So when she was about to take a step, he rushed to her and blocked her.

On the balcony of the Wen family, the Wen family stared out their eyes when they saw Jiang Yan stop Wen Man.

"Oh my God. This dilapidated house has a crush on Sister Manman."

"Sister-in-law, congratulations."

Xu Yu'e listened to the sarcastic compliments and turned to the balcony with a dark face.

"I, I'm not that kind of person." Jiang Yan danced with both hands and patted his forehead again, "Really, I just think you are a good girl."

Wen Man blinked his eyelashes in a daze and looked at his at a loss at the moment: Could it be that he is not arrogant, but just not good at speaking, so he just pretends to be deep and not speak.

"Hey--" Jiang Yan hugged his head with both hands, revealing his innocent eyes as young as children from his fingers.

Wen Man couldn't help but be amused when he looked at him like this, and the corners of his lips raised a curve slightly.

At this time, Xu Yu'e came over and shouted from afar: "Manman, come here!"

Jiang Yan heard the cold and arrogant woman's voice, and a trace of displeasure flashed between her eyebrows. When Wen Man was about to brush her side, he held her hand: "Who is that person?"

Feeling that he used his strength to hold his hand a little, Wen Man was stunned and said, "My mother."

Is it her mother? It doesn't look like it at all! Jiang Yan looked at Xu Yu'e's face that had all the emotions on her head from afar and frowned deeply. How could such a arrogant woman raise a daughter like Wen Man?

Wen Man broke away from his hand and walked towards his mother with his head down.

So when Jiang Yan saw her walking to Xu Yu'e, he must have been scolded by Xu Yu'e. He suddenly felt restless and took out his cell phone from his pants to call his companion: "Mo Wenyang, how long do you want to play tricks in front of those monkeys?"

Mo Wenyang had finished his calligraphy performance. While Wen's family ran to the balcony to watch the fun, he answered his phone and replied: "You can leave at any time. If you, the eldest young man of the Jiang family, still want to act, I will sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman--"

"Go to you! Why don't you leave!"

Hearing Jiang Yan's tone was very unhappy, Mo Wenyang immediately said goodbye to the Wen family after he closed the line.

"So fast." Wen Shirong was certainly reluctant to let Chenglong Kuaishou go, accompanied Mo Wenyang to the door, and eagerly held the young man's shoulder and asked, "How do you feel tonight?"

"Uncles and aunts are all very hospitable." Mo Wenyang answered in the tone of a three-good student.
Chapter completed!
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