As a seasoned novel enthusiast, Wen Shuqiao never expected to catch the transmigration trend herself. The bad news is that she transmigrated into a healing-oriented Long Aotian novel, becoming the ...
Wen Shuqiao was still looking at Cancan, but she took Shen Jiazhou's hand with one hand and raised the other hand to touch his face: "Weren't you all so energetic just now? Why are you all listless now?"
Shen Jiazhou closed his eyes and rubbed his face against her warm palms twice: "Working is tiring."
Why did I used to be like a robot? Going to work is so tiring!
He muttered, "Can Can just graduate from university with a master's and doctorate and come take over the company? All I want to do right now is lie down and relax. You can spend the money, I'll be the pretty face, and Can Can will support the family. It's perfect."
Listening to his endless rambling, Wen Shuqiao couldn't help but pat him lightly twice: "You've really covered everything."
Shen Jiazhou said, "If he succeeds in his studies, I can't just tell him to stop studying and come home to take over the company, can I?"
After Shen Jiazhou finished speaking, he seemed to remember something and began to mutter to himself, "What if we have a child together? We can let him support the family with his sister or brother. How about we go on a round-the-world trip? You bring your camera, and I'll bring my face; I'll be your model."
This kind of life sounds so carefree.
Wen Shuqiao couldn't help but cover his mouth, her ears turning slightly red: "Say less, it's not like Cancan will only be able to take over the company in the future."
Can Can was still angry, but when she heard the two adults talking, she couldn't help but turn her head and saw her uncle and aunt standing close together, like a pendant, with her aunt holding on tightly.
Can Can also moved her chair closer to Wen Shu Qiao, climbed up, and wanted to sit in Wen Shu Qiao's lap.
Shen Jiazhou merely glanced at him indifferently, letting Wen Shuqiao adjust his posture.
Wen Shuqiao looked helplessly at Can Can sitting on her lap across from her, and put one arm around his waist to prevent him from slipping off: "What's wrong?"
Can Can looked at his uncle who was still leaning on his aunt and said, "Auntie, I want to lean on you too."
Shen Jiazhou gave a soft hum and whispered in Wen Shuqiao's ear, "Shuqiao~ I~ also~ need~ to~ rely~ on~ you~"
Wen Shuqiao tightened their clasped hands, indicating, "Isn't it chaotic enough already?"
Shen Jiazhou fell silent again.
Wen Shuqiao looked at Cancan and said, "Is there anything else you want to say to your uncle? We agreed on it at home at noon."
The matter of hanging up the phone hasn't been resolved yet.
After Wen Shuqiao finished speaking, she shrugged her shoulders and nudged Shen Jiazhou: "Sit up, Can Can has something to say to you."
Shen Jiazhou wanted to hear it that way, but Wen Shuqiao tapped his head twice, so Shen Jiazhou had no choice but to straighten up, but he never let go of Wen Shuqiao's hand.
He looked at Can Can: "Xiao Bao, what do you want to say?"
Can Can became much more serious at this moment: "Uncle, I want to apologize to you."
Shen Jiazhou also became much more serious: "What?"
"I shouldn't have hung up the phone before you finished speaking. That was very impolite." Can Can looked at him expectantly. "I won't be impolite again."
Can Can is just like a glutinous rice ball; when she's soft and fluffy, it melts your heart.
Shen Jiazhou leaned down and kissed his cheek: "Uncle forgives you. Uncle will kiss you more often in the future."
Can Can buried his face in Wen Shu Qiao's arms, a little embarrassed, but quickly turned his face to Shen Jia Zhou and said, "Then can I kiss you in the future too?"
Shen Jiazhou leaned his cheek in, and Cancan generously gave him a kiss.
Both uncle and nephew were very satisfied.
Wen Shuqiao also stepped in to summarize appropriately: "From now on, Can Can should be a polite child, and my uncle and I should be polite adults. Let's keep each other in check, okay?"
Can Can immediately agreed: "Okay!"
Shen Jiazhou held Wen Shuqiao's fingers and smiled, "Okay, I'll listen to you."
Wen Shuqiao gently patted Cancan's waist: "Okay, sit down."
Just then, the waiter knocked on the door and came in, ready to serve the food.
Can Can stopped arguing with her uncle and nimbly got off Wen Shuqiao's lap, sat on the chair next to him, and watched the waitress put the dishes on the table.
He looked at the dishes with a little doubt, and after the waitress left, he asked in a low voice, "Auntie, do we not have any money?"
"Why do you ask that?" Wen Shuqiao asked, puzzled.
Shen Jiazhou was also a little puzzled: "Our family should still have some money."
Looking at the dishes on the table, Can Can asked softly, "Then, why did we only buy a little bit of rice?"
There were so many things on each plate before! This plate is huge, but he ate it all in one bite, and then it was gone.
He has an aunt and an uncle, making a total of three people, so there's no way to divide it among them!
It seems I can only give it to my aunt.
Can Can sighed inwardly. He picked up a fork, stuck something into it that he didn't recognize but looked quite delicious, and put it on his aunt's plate: "Eat up, Auntie, I'm not hungry."
After he finished speaking, he used a fork to give Shen Jiazhou another piece: "Uncle, you should eat too. You work very hard, so make sure you eat your fill!"
Can Can looked determined and patted his belly: "I just ate rice balls at Aunt Qinqin's place, and my belly is all bulging."
Wen Shuqiao and Shen Jiazhou were both stunned, but Cancan didn't find anything strange. Like a busy little bee, she used a fork to feed them.
These dishes all look quite appealing, though he couldn't quite identify what they were, but they must all taste delicious.
But we don't have much money at home right now, so let my aunt and uncle eat first!
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