"You, puns don't count."

Luo Mianmian is cheating.

"Hmm."

Wen Jianshen stopped in front of the office chair, sat down, and began to think seriously.

Luo Mianmian fell into deep thought as she heard and watched, and turned around him proudly.

"Think carefully about how you want to sign for it. If you answer incorrectly, you will be punished."

"Yeah, I figured it out."

Wen Jianshen thought it out, then grabbed the hand of Luo Mianmian who was standing beside him, and with a force, Luo Mianmian fell on him.

He lifted Luo Mianmian's little chin and kissed her little mouth.

"Signed successfully."

"ah!"

Luo Mianmian kicked his legs but couldn't reach the ground, "You sneak attack!"

The two of them then kissed each other about the issue of signing, and in the end, both of their lips were swollen.

"It's all your fault."

Luo Mianmian looked at Wen Jianshen with some dissatisfaction.

"Okay, okay, it's all my fault."

The satisfied Wen Jianshen was particularly easy to talk to. At this time, even if Luo Mianmian asked him to transfer all the company's shares to her, Wen Jianshen would agree without blinking an eye.

Who made him have no resistance at all in front of Luo Mianmian?

Finally, both of them had had enough of the fun, and Luo Mianmian collapsed on the chair next to Wen Jianshen. Wen Jianshen wanted to hug Luo Mianmian to himself, but was rejected by Luo Mianmian with a slap.

He rubbed Luo Mianmian's little hand and said silently: "Since we have confirmed our relationship, let's go back to my house and have a meal with my parents when we are free."

"Isn't this too fast?"

Luo Mianmian felt a little embarrassed.

She and Wen Jianshen are still in the honeymoon phase of being together, and they don't want to do anything except stay together.

But when it comes to meeting her parents, Luo Mianmian feels that she is not ready yet.

Wen Jianshen seemed to see through Luo Mianmian's concerns: "My parents are both very good people. You shouldn't have a bad impression of them."

Luo Mianmian thought of Wen Qiang, who had a bad temper and would get angry at the slightest disagreement, and silently glanced at Wen Jianshen: Are you serious?

Wen Jianshen said, I'm serious.

He was very efficient and dragged the reluctant Luo Mianmian to the Wen family's dinner tonight.

Wen Qiang saw Luo Mianmian following behind Wen Jianshen, and then smiled at Luo Mianmian in a friendly manner.

"Mianmian is here, sit down quickly."

Wen Jianshen turned his head and looked at Luo Mianmian, his eyes seemed to be saying, see, I am right.

Wen Qiang had never been so gentle before. Even though he had a good impression of Luo Mianmian, he was not so gentle.

Luo Mianmian couldn't help but believe that it might be because of what Wen Jianshen said to his parents.

However, Wen Qiang's true appearance did not last more than three minutes before his true colors began to show.

"Mianmian, what did you give me last time?" Wen Qiang seemed to be stuck and forgot what to say after a pause.

Luo Mianmian suddenly remembered the expensive gift she gave to Wen Qiang last time: "It was a pink porcelain cup."

"Oh, yes, yes."

Wen Qiang clapped his hands, as if he had thought of something happy.

He glanced at Wen Jianshen who was beside Luo Mianmian and said, "Where did you buy it? Your aunt liked it very much when she saw it. I want to buy another one for her."

"You'll have to ask Wen Jianshen about that." Luo Mianmian turned to look at Wen Jianshen, "The last gift I gave you was bought at an auction that Wen Jianshen took me to."

"If it wasn't for the auction, I wouldn't have been able to buy a gift that suits your taste."

“Ahem.”

Wen Qiang suddenly coughed a few times, and while coughing he glanced at Wen Jianshen beside him.

Wen Jianshen understood the subtext in his eyes.

If you want me to not make things difficult for your wife, buy me the same gift as last time.

Wen Jianshen only felt a flock of crows flying over his head.

He nodded imperceptibly.

Hehehehe.

Wen Qiang stopped coughing this time.

Good boy, you really forgot your father now that you have a wife.

Wang Ruomei pulled Luo Mianmian to the garden at the back. Wen Jianshen looked at the two people who looked like mother and daughter going away, and unknowingly watched them for a while longer.

"You're still looking even though everyone is gone."

Wen Qiang spoke coldly from the side.

"My wife is so beautiful, I should keep a closer eye on her." Wen Jianshen said this without feeling any shame.

It seemed that being able to look at Luo Mianmian was the happiest thing for him.

"Is it really her?"

Wen Qiang put away the smile on his face and looked at Wen Jianshen seriously.

Wen Jianshen's gaze met Wen Qiang's impartially, and his voice was firm and unyielding: "I have never considered anyone else."

A long time ago, Wen Jianshen knew that he would never be able to escape from the clutches of a man named Luo Mianmian in this lifetime.

"Whatever you want."

Wen Qiang curled his lips when he saw Wen Jianshen was infatuated with love.

"If she suddenly gets mad and wants to break off the engagement with our family like she did before, I won't be the one who gets embarrassed then."

When Wen Jianshen heard Wen Qiang's words, his eyes darkened for a moment, but then he realized that the direction of his current life was different from that of his previous life.

He was confident that he could prevent Luo Mianmian from falling in love with someone else, and he also had confidence in Luo Mianmian that she was not such a treacherous person.

"Don't worry."

After a brief conversation between father and son, Wen Jianshen felt that he had nothing to talk about with Wen Qiang.

From childhood to adulthood, the good thing is that his father doesn't bully me.

"Hey, you have to keep your word."

Wen Qiang looked at Wen's gradually receding back and gave instructions.

If you don't take advantage of an opportunity, you're a bastard.

After finally getting the chance to take advantage of this bastard, Wen Qiang was ready to show off his skills and take full advantage of him.

"I heard from Jianshen that you like black tea. I prepared some, but I don't know if you like it."

Wang Ruomei picked up an exquisite Western palace-style teapot, skillfully took out the tea leaves, made a cup, and handed it to Luo Mianmian.

Her technique is smooth and flowing, and looks very pleasing to the eye.

"No need, auntie. I should be the one doing this."

Luo Mianmian refused at first. Wang Ruomei dodged Luo Mianmian's hand that was about to take it and smiled at her gently.

Just like the spring breeze, it soothed Luo Mianmian's heart and made her feel very comfortable.

"Try it?"

Wang Ruomei handed a teacup smaller than her palm to Luo Mianmian. Luo Mianmian took it, took a sip, and her eyes lit up.

"Aunt, your technique is really amazing."

Luo Mianmian praised Wang Ruomei sincerely.

After all, brewing tea requires great skill. An eight-point portion of tea can produce a full effect in the hands of a skilled brewer, but in the hands of an amateur, it may only produce four or five points.

Luo Mianmian said that she liked black tea, but actually she didn’t like it from the beginning.

In order to show off when she was out there, she learned how to make tea, and she actually did it well.

After brewing it more often, I naturally fell in love with black tea.