Shen Jichuan hummed in agreement. "Since you're here to work, let's focus on work. What are you doing here? What, you want to stay at my house?"
Wen Qiao walked in from the doorway, her eyes falling on Shen Jichuan.
He said calmly, "It's impossible for officers who come here to study to be without accommodation. I don't have any spare rooms at home for you. Even if your uncle agrees, I can't agree."
Shen Xiao looked at Wen Qiao and said, "I didn't say I was staying at home. I just came to visit my uncle."
Shen Jichuan stood in front of him.
"Finished watching?"
"Leave now after you've finished looking around; we don't keep guests for meals at my house."
Shen Xiao seemed to have thought of something, and he immediately explained, "Uncle, I really don't know what my grandma and dad did. It was Shen Haiyang who came forward to testify, not me. Why do you hate me too?"
When he first approached Wen Qiao, it was probably with the intention of flirting with her.
He also felt that Wen Qiao definitely had ulterior motives towards his uncle.
An 18-year-old lesbian marries a man who is almost 40. If she really said she had nothing to gain, who would believe it?
Later, my uncle admitted that he had ulterior motives for liking Wen Qiao.
At first, Shen Xiao didn't understand and was shocked, but now, as he got to know her better, he found that it was really hard not to like Wen Qiao.
An impeccable appearance, a gentle and kind nature, and a straightforward and efficient personality.
"Shen Xiao, didn't you hear what I said? I don't have time or energy to deal with you right now. You're in your mid-twenties, a grown man, you should manage your own life."
"go back."
Shen Xiao blurted out, "Uncle, I've come all the way to the Northwest. We're uncle and nephew. Can't I even have a meal at my uncle's house?"
Shen Jichuan remained silent.
Wen Qiao thought he wanted to stay, but also wanted to ask her opinion.
Wen Qiao offered, "Okay, you can have lunch at home, and then you can leave."
Shen Xiao didn't speak this time, but simply responded in silence.
Shen Jichuan sighed softly, went back to his room, and found Da Bao being held by the nanny in the living room.
"Yunxiao didn't cause any trouble?"
When Wen Qiao heard Shen Jichuan call her son's name, she looked at him strangely. Shen Jichuan, like her and her mother, called his son "Da Bao" and "Er Bao" instead of his real name.
Wen Qiao added, "No, she's not making a fuss. She takes good care of people."
Shen Xiao then asked, "Uncle, is your son's name Yunxiao?"
Shen Jichuan asked, "What's wrong? Can't I call out?"
Shen Xiao immediately became anxious.
“My name is Shen Xiao, and his name is Shen Yunxiao. Aren’t the names similar?”
“Shen Yunxiao is my son, and you are my nephew. You two are of the same generation, so there is absolutely no problem with that.”
These words left Shen Xiao feeling utterly frustrated and resentful.
He shouldn't have come to see his uncle.
When Shen Yunxiao grows up, he'll call Wen Qiao "Mom." Does that mean Shen Xiao will really call Wen Qiao "Auntie"?
Shen Xiao felt increasingly distressed as he thought about it, but it didn't stop him from eating.
After eating three bowls of rice at Wen Qiao's house, there was never much left over from the dishes. This time, with Shen Xiao joining them, they almost ate all the soup and vegetables on their plates.
After Shen Xiao left, Wen Qiao seemed to have figured out what Shen Jichuan meant.
Back in the bedroom, she asked Shen Jichuan, "When you named your son, were you intentionally trying to suppress Shen Xiao with his name?"
Shen Jichuan said it casually.
"This is to remind him of his identity at all times. You, Wen Qiao, are his aunt."
"Anyone who covets his own aunt deserves to be struck by lightning."
Wen Qiao pouted, thinking to herself, "You and Shen Xiao are equally bad!"
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