Wen Qiao had no choice but to obediently call out in a low voice.
"Dad, please have some tea."
Shen Jichuan calmly accepted the tea.
His gaze was fixed on Wen Qiao, his expression darkening and unsettling.
"Good daughter, from now on, Daddy will love you dearly."
For some reason, Wen Qiao subconsciously felt something was wrong when she heard Shen Jichuan's words.
Something feels off.
His expression remained unchanged, showing no displeasure.
Upon hearing Shen Jichuan's words, Lü Yazhi assumed that Shen Jichuan treated Wen Qiao like his daughter, just as he treated his son Haiyang.
After a woman marries into her husband's family, they will say, "We will treat you like our own daughter."
Lü Yazhi didn't think there was anything wrong with what Shen Jichuan said.
This lunch seemed to be a warm and cozy meal.
But Wenqiao always felt that her husband seemed angry.
She must be angry that she didn't tell her mother the truth.
After all three of them had eaten their fill, there was still a lot of food left on the table.
There was still quite a bit of stir-fried chicken and braised fish left.
Wen Qiao wasn't embarrassed at all; she even bought a food box, packed it up, and left.
After lunch, the three of them walked towards the hotel.
Wen Qiao said a few words of concern, telling Shen Jichuan to go back to the hotel and get some rest.
Lü Yazhi walked behind.
She thought to herself that if she went to Beicheng, she would have to buy things to bring back to the Shen family.
She didn't know the prices in Beicheng if she bought it there.
I was thinking of buying some local specialties in their county town, which wouldn't be too expensive and would be a good deal.
On her way back, she walked and stopped, looking for a place to buy something that would be suitable.
There happened to be a small shop full of local specialties and miscellaneous items, so she called out to Wen Qiao.
"Xiao Qiao, you stay with Mr. Chen for a while, I'll take a look at what's being sold here..."
Wen Qiao felt that Shen Jichuan definitely wanted to go back and rest.
I didn't want my mother to waste time on her way back.
What did her mother want to buy? She was about to turn around and call her mother when her husband returned to the hotel.
But Shen Jichuan grabbed her wrist.
She used a bit too much force and fell into Shen Jichuan's arms.
"Sir, you..."
She looked up, her bright, star-like eyes meeting Shen Jichuan's deep, dark gaze.
"Wait a minute, come find me in room 206."
Wen Qiao looked at him, puzzled.
Just as I was about to ask something, I saw her mother come out of the grocery store.
"I didn't see anything suitable either."
Wen Qiao gently pushed away Shen Jichuan.
Standing there in a panic, I answered my mother's question.
"What do you want to buy later? I'll come out with you then."
Lu Yazhi said, "I was thinking of buying some local specialties for Mr. Shen and his family."
Shen Jichuan said softly, "No need to be so polite."
Back at the hotel, Wen Qiao told Lü Yazhi to rest in the room for a while.
Seeing that she was about to go out, Lü Yazhi asked, "Aren't you going to rest? What are you going out for? It's hot outside. Let's go out and see if we can buy something for the Shen family."
"You always have to bring something, otherwise it's not appropriate to go to someone's house empty-handed."
Wen Qiao hummed in agreement.
"I'm going out to buy some fruit for my husband, I'll be right back."
"Alright, go ahead. You're so thoughtful. I didn't even think of buying Mr. Chen some fruit."
Wen Qiao turned around and went out, going up the stairs to the second floor.
She wasn't sure why Shen Jichuan had called her, so she thought she'd go over and ask, or at least explain.
When she got to the second floor, she knocked on the door and called out, "Sir."
Before the people inside could speak, the door was opened, revealing a pitch-black room with the curtains drawn.
With a strong and powerful hand, Wen Qiao was pulled directly into the house.
Before she could react, she was pressed against the door.
"Wen Qiao," he said in a low, slightly hoarse voice, "I responded to your call."
Wen Qiao: Hmm? ? ?
What did she shout? She can't remember.
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