Chapter 26 Chen Zhaoyue: Is my uncle single?
"I really agreed to cancel the engagement with you, but you are unhappy." Chen Zhaoyue was speechless.
As expected, young people are prone to making mistakes and are not at all as steady as his uncle.
Didn’t he just argue and refuse to acknowledge it and want to invalidate it?
Then why wouldn't she be happy if she married someone else?
"You, you, you..." Wen Qing gritted his teeth in anger.
Are all capitalists so annoying?
No wonder he was arrested and criticized!
"Wen Qing, shut up!" Wen Qimin decisively suppressed his grandson.
"..." Wen Qing curled his lips in dissatisfaction, even though he hadn't had time to speak yet.
But grandpa had spoken, and he looked very angry. No matter how rude Wen Qing was, he still had to listen to grandpa.
Wen Qimin looked at his grandson, then at Chen Zhaoyue, and sighed: "Forget it, a forced melon is not sweet..."
These two people clearly look down on each other.
Especially Chen Zhaoyue, who was already full of disgust when she saw Wen Qing getting angry after just a few words.
In fact, let alone Chen Zhaoyue, even he felt a little disgusted. Although he was only nineteen years old, he had been in the army for several years. He looked like a calm and reliable man, but in fact he was still a little brat!
The girl gets angry when she says a few words to him. She has no masculinity at all.
This marriage...
If it turns yellow, it turns yellow.
But Chen Zhaoyue came all the way here, and he had to take care of the granddaughter of an old friend.
"Okay, I'll make the decision. If you have a crush on someone in the army, I'll be your matchmaker!" Wen Qimin pondered for a moment and said, "What do you think, Miss Shen?"
“Ah,” Shen Zhaoyue’s eyes lit up: “Really?”
"Of course it's true." Wen Qimin nodded and looked at Chen Zhaoyue curiously.
Judging from the girl’s reaction, it seems like she has a crush on him, but didn’t she just arrive?
Are you so careless about it?
Then he has to keep a close eye on it.
"Commander Wen, my uncle's surname is also Wen, so does he live here too?" Chen Zhaoyue asked excitedly, ignoring his slightly inquiring look.
Wen Qing: “?”
He suddenly looked up and looked at Chen Zhaoyue with disbelief in his eyes.
Did he hear it right?
This capitalist's daughter is really bold. She even wants to get involved with her uncle in the army?
Wen Qimin was also stunned. He had even thought that Jia Zheng, who was going on a mission with Wen Yanxi this time, was of the right age.
But I never expected that Chen Zhaoyue would be interested in Wen Yanxi's ice cube.
"Yanxi lives in the building at the back..." Wen Qimin was silent for a while, but still answered truthfully.
"Is my uncle still single now?" Chen Zhaoyue asked again.
If so, then she has to work hard, it's rare to meet a man who is so compatible with her!
"Cough..." Wen Qimin was choked by his saliva, and his eyes looked at Chen Zhaoyue with a bit more complexity.
"Hey, hey!" Wen Qing was even more shocked and asked angrily, "Chen Zhaoyue, what do you mean?"
Chen Zhaoyue smiled sweetly at him: "What I mean is..."
She deliberately dragged out her tone: "I'm attracted to your uncle."
"You!" Wen Qing's face turned green.
It was obvious that he didn't want this engagement, so why did he suddenly feel like he was cheated on?
"You are wishful thinking!" Wen Qing said angrily.
Chen Zhaoyue ignored the furious Wen Qing and stared at Wen Qimin with burning eyes: "So, Commander, is my uncle single?"
"Yanxi..." Wen Qimin touched his chin with a meaningful look on his face.
Although Wen Yanxi also has the surname Wen, he is not his child, but the son of his younger brother.
My younger brother's family died due to persecution by spies in the early years, and this child is the only one left in the family.
Ke Wenyanxi was seriously injured during a mission a few years ago, and the doctor diagnosed that... it would be difficult for him to have offspring.
This matter was not spread outside, but Wen Yanxi is 28 years old and still not married. In fact, he didn't want to delay other girls.
Wen Qimin looked at Chen Zhaoyue, swallowed the words that came to his lips, and finally turned into a sigh: "How about you pick another one?"
Although he also watched Wen Yanxi grow up, he was also anxious when he saw that Wen Yanxi was 28 years old and still had no wife.
But Chen Zhaoyue is the granddaughter of his old friend, so he can't harm her, right?
Chen Zhaoyue's eyes moved, and he could see the hesitation between the old man's brows.
Since you didn’t directly say “I have a partner”, then no matter whether you are unmarried or widowed, you are single now.
This realization made the little flame in her heart jump up a little bit.
"No, I think my uncle is fine." Shen Zhaoyue shook his head with a firm attitude.
As a man, you still have to fight for it yourself!
Although she and Wen Yanxi had only spent a short time together on the train, he was a good guy in every aspect and was a hundred times better than the guy in front of her who got angry at the slightest thing.
"Girl Shen." Wen Qimin's rough knuckles tapped the armrest of the rattan chair, making a dull sound: "Are you serious?"
A complicated light flashed in his eyes.
Over the years, he watched Yan Xi turn himself into a sophisticated and cold combat machine. How could he not feel heartbroken?
It’s just that Wen Yanxi himself resisted, and he hasn’t found a suitable one over the years, so it’s been delayed.
Now that Shen Zhaoyue has this intention, Wen Qimin can't help but feel a little tempted.
"Of course, if the commander lets me choose, I will choose my uncle!" Chen Zhaoyue said, even casting a provocative look at Wen Qing who was standing beside him.
As expected, Wen Qing was so angry that his eyes looked like they were about to spit fire.
childish!
She rolled her eyes in her heart, but couldn't suppress the curve of her lips, and hummed a little tune in her heart with joy.
"Okay!" Wen Qimin suddenly slammed the table and stood up, startling the sparrow that was eavesdropping outside the window.
He walked to the window with his hands behind his back. The setting sun gilded his figure. "I'll go and find out what that kid has to say tomorrow."
If the two of them could really get together, he would have solved two major concerns at once.
When Wen Qing heard that she really wanted to choose Wen Yanxi, and that his grandfather actually agreed, he almost jumped up.
“You still want to be my little aunt?” His fingers were shaking as he pointed at Shen Zhaoyue, and there was an incredible absurdity in his voice.
Seeing Chen Zhaoyue looking over, Wen Qing curled his lips into a sarcastic arc: "My uncle is a well-known 'living devil' in the military district. A delicate capitalist lady like you..."
"Enough!" Before he could finish his words, Wen Qimin slapped his grandson on the back with such force that Wen Qing staggered.
Wen Qing: “?”
Grandpa, I am your grandson!
Chen Zhaoyue lazily scratched her ears and didn't even look at him.
This nonchalant look added fuel to the fire. Wen Qing was so angry that two buttons on the collar of his military uniform came undone.
"Don't dream. My uncle has high standards and there's no way he would look down on you!" Wen Qing said angrily.
Seeing that Wen Qimin was about to slap him again, Wen Qing, who had been prepared, quickly dodged, so that the slap fell in vain.
"Enough!" Wen Qimin glared at his grandson and said, "Go clean up the guest room and let Zhaoyue stay there tonight."
Wen Qimin narrowed his eyes and said in an unquestionable tone: "Move quickly!"
"Tsk!" Wen Qing stiffened his neck and reluctantly went to make the bed, muttering, "Capitalist girls are troublesome..."
Chen Zhaoyue picked up her small suitcase, said hello to Wen Qimin, and followed Wen Qing upstairs.
After putting away the small suitcase, Shen Zhaoyue leaned against the door frame and watched Wen Qing busy himself.
I don’t know if it’s because someone is watching, but Wen Qing’s movements seem a little flustered.
"Pfft..." Looking at his miserable appearance with his arms entangled by the quilt, Shen Zhaoyue finally couldn't help laughing out loud.
"What are you laughing at?" Wen Qing turned around suddenly, his ears red: "If you have the guts, come on yourself!"
hateful!
He shook out the crumpled sheets fiercely and seemed even busier.
Chen Zhaoyue spread his hands innocently.
"I really can't." She tilted her head and deliberately dragged out her tone: "After all, I am a 'capitalist lady'~"
"..." Wen Qing was so angry that his temples were throbbing. He pulled the pillowcase as if he was strangling his enemy.
The way he gritted his teeth was no different from a military dog with its fur standing on end.
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