☆, Chapter 33 Shu Wanning, Don’t Be Anxious

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Yang Man pulled Wen Yuanguo, who immediately understood and said loudly: "Now that everyone is here, let's go to the restaurant and start eating."

Wen Yuming turned around immediately: "Then I'll go call grandma!"

The group of people had different thoughts. Shu Wanning pulled Wen Yuci away from the crowd and lowered her voice quietly: "Your third uncle's family seems to be nice people."

Wen Yuci: "Third Uncle also fought for it, but after knowing that he couldn't win, no matter who sat in the position of power, as long as they could gain benefits, they would be content."

After a pause, he said, "Wen Yutian has been introverted since childhood. They live abroad for a long time and come back once a year."

"What about your aunt?"

"She divorced when I was very young, and she has been around men all these years."

At the entrance of the restaurant, Shu Wanning suddenly stopped, looked into the restaurant with a faint gaze, and said abruptly: "Wen Yuci, your house is too messy."

Grandma Wen was already sitting in the main seat with the support of Wen Yuming. Wen Yuci pulled out the chair next to her and motioned Shu Wanning to sit down. He sat next to her, next to Wen Yuanguo.

Wen Yuanshan: "Wen Yuci, it's fine if you don't want to sit next to the old lady, but how can you let her sit?"

"She's my wife, why can't she sit?"

"Then she is also an outsider!"

Wen Yuci picked up his chopsticks and picked up a piece of shrimp for Shu Wanning. When he put it in her bowl, he looked at Wen Yuanshan and said with a smile, "Aunt, if you want to sit down, you can just ask directly. There's no need to beat around the bush."

"Shut up!"

Grandma Wen took Shu Wanning's hand and said in a displeased voice, "This is Wanning's first New Year's Eve dinner at our Wen family. Shut up! If you don't want to eat, leave!"

When Old Lady Wen was young, she was very strict with her words. Old Man Wen didn't dare to say a word when she scolded him, so later on, the Wen family was always called by the old lady.

The children did not dare to disobey and all lowered their heads. Only Wen Yuci kept picking up food for Grandma Wen with a smile on his face.

After dinner, Grandma Wen gestured to the servant beside her. She took the red envelope from the servant, patted it, and smiled lovingly: "Yuci, Wanning, Yuming, Yutian, this is the New Year's red envelope that Grandma gave you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of fireworks rang out outside. Wen Yuming stood up and ran to Grandma Wen, took the red envelope, and said with a smile: "Thank you, Grandma! Happy New Year!"

Shu Wanning held the red envelope in her hands, her fingertips trembling slightly, and the warmth in her heart gradually grew stronger. Facing her grandmother's concerned gaze, she smiled at Grandma Wen and said, "Happy New Year, Grandma."

The restaurant was warm, but outside the window, large flakes of snow were floating. Wen Yuming was the first person to notice the snow. He pulled Wen Yutian and asked, "Let's go out and play."

Lupe patted Wen Yutian's head and said, "Let's go out and play."

Shu Wanning looked out the window. Wen Yuci picked up their coats from the servant, and regardless of other people's gazes, he took her arm and walked out the door, motioning for her to put on her coat at the door.

He put the scarf around her, took her hand and walked out the door. Large snowflakes fell, giving the pine trees in the courtyard a new look.

Wen Yuci stood closer to Shu Wanning, inexplicably pulled her hand, lifted her sleeve, and like a magic trick, he conjured a bracelet in his hand and put it on her wrist.

He looked at it carefully, then nodded with satisfaction: "It suits you very well."

Shu Wanning looked at her wrist. A diamond bracelet with gray-blue and solid colors sparkled in the moonlight.

Although she didn't know much about diamonds, she knew that the gifts Wen Yuci gave her were always valuable. He had given her gifts twice, and considering his daily behavior towards her, Shu Wanning silently clenched her fists.

She tilted her head to glance at Wen Yuci, and when she turned her head back she whispered, "Mr. Wen, please don't be too nice to me."

"how?"

"When Ji Cheng and I first met, he was very nice to me and gave me all kinds of jewelry and bags. Although we didn't meet many times, he was always very caring every time we met.

Unfortunately, this phenomenon only lasted two months, and he had already found a new target."

Wen Yuci turned his head to look at her, and saw her rosy lips say something he didn't like to hear: "If Mr. Wen is too good to me, what if he can't bear to leave me when the agreement expires?"

When saying this, Shu Wanning turned her head to look at him. Wen Yuci's eyes moved slightly. He took these words to heart and felt sad, like a pot of boiling porridge being overturned.

Seeing the tip of her nose red from the cold, he reached out to help her adjust her scarf, his eyes gradually dimming: "Shu Wanning, this is just the beginning, don't be impatient."

His eyes were gentle, snowflakes fell on the two of them, and Shu Wanning turned her head to avoid his burning gaze.

She reached out to catch a snowflake, her eyes slightly warm, and whispered, "When I was fifteen, I was locked in the basement and caught a cold. I had a high fever for three days.

Shu Min consulted a fortune teller, who said I wouldn't live past the age of twenty, but now I'm twenty-four."

"Shu Wanning, people shouldn't be superstitious."

"Can't I?"

She retracted her hand and wanted to put it back in her pocket, but was caught by Wen Yuci. Feeling the warmth of his palm, she continued, "Grandma Shu is a Buddhist and burns incense every day. Now she is over ninety years old and still in good health.

When Shu Xin was young, she was always sick, so Shu Min consulted a fortune teller, and Grandma Shu went to the temple to burn incense every month.

Since then, Shuxin's health has improved. I also wanted to go to the temple, but after thinking it over, I decided not to.

"Why forget it?" Wen Yuci asked her in a low voice.

"It's so tiring to live so long."

She said this in a very soft tone, and Wen Yuci unconsciously tightened his grip on her hand. He lowered his eyes to look at her snow-white eyelashes and the lingering tears on her face, and his heart felt as if it was filled with lead and he couldn't breathe.

He seemed to understand the power of Shen Qingchen's words "you like her" at that time. He curled his lips slightly and coaxed her with a smile: "It's better to trust me than to trust the fortune teller. I have a strong life. You won't die by my side."

His tone was unusually serious, but Shu Wanning did not reply to him. She just tried to pull her hand back, but Wen Yuci held it tightly.

After the New Year’s Eve dinner, Wen Yuansen returned to his house in Beijing with his wife and children. In the living room, Wen Yuanshan and Yang Man huddled together and whispered something.

When the two of them went back, Yang Man rolled her eyes openly, but no one noticed her.

Wen Yuci and Shu Wanning knocked on Grandma Wen's door. After entering, Grandma Wen waved at them happily: "Come in."

She pushed the exquisite pastries on the plate towards the two of them and said, "Yuci, this is what your grandmother Cen sent yesterday. It tastes good. Try it."

The servant beside her rubbed Grandma Wen's shoulders and said with a smile: "Young Master, the old lady couldn't bear to eat one piece and was waiting for you to come back."

Shu Wanning: "Thank you, grandma."

Wen Yuci took a piece of cake, looked at his grandmother's rosy face and said, "There are many people at home, don't worry, I can take care of it."

"Okay, grandma knows."