Quick Transmigration Little Ancestor: Crazy Criticism The Villain Kneeling and Begging For My Forgiv

Chapter 306 The Missing Girl 14
System: [What does it mean to figure out the world? 】

Isn't the task obvious all the time?

He became interested, turned off the TV and began to look at the big screen in front of him seriously.

The corners of Kong Qing's lips were always hooked, and she pretended to smile mysteriously: "Look carefully, you will understand what I mean."

The time came to noon in a blink of an eye.

At lunch time, everyone gathered again in the dining room.

The hostess and hostess had been waiting here for a long time. When He Ning and the others appeared, the hostess greeted them immediately with a smile: "Good afternoon, dear guests."

He Ning nodded politely every day, and then sat down according to his position.

This time, Kong Qing was still sitting in the seat closest to the hostess.

As soon as she sat down, the hostess spoke to her cordially: "Dear guest, how are you having a good morning?"

"Xiaohe shouldn't have caused you any trouble, right?"

Compared to the morning, when she mentioned Wen He now, there was no disgust in her eyes, only concern, as if she really cared about her son.

Kong Qing responded with a smile: "No, we get along very well, and he even gave me a very beautiful bouquet of roses."

The hostess froze for a moment, and looked at her in disbelief: "He gave you a bouquet of roses?!"

Kong Qing: "Yes, what's wrong?"

The hostess immediately turned her head and glanced at the host next to her, his face was also a little disbelieving.

At this time, the housekeeper suddenly explained: "It's like this. Miss Wen Shu used to take care of the back garden herself. Since she disappeared, it has been taken over by Master Wen He."

"He cherishes everything in the garden very much. Before you, even if the wife wanted to pick the flowers in it, he would not allow it."

In other words, Kong Qing was the only person Wen He was willing to share the flowers and plants in after Wen Shu disappeared.

Oh open!

Kong Qing's eyes brightened a little instantly, and the thoughts in his heart became more and more certain.

Pretending to be flattered, she raised her hand and covered her mouth: "No way, why would he do that?"

The hostess shook her head, with a somewhat strange expression: "I don't know, maybe I thought of Shushu."

As she said that, the hostess' eyes suddenly became complicated, as if she was looking at someone through her.

The hostess: "I didn't notice it before, but now it seems that your eyebrows and eyes are very similar to those before Shushu disappeared."

"It's also slightly curly black long hair, and when she smiles, she has curved eyebrows and eyes, very pretty."

While talking, the hostess's eyes suddenly turned red, and she was immersed in sadness: "If Shushu hadn't disappeared, she should be about the same age as you by now."

She sobbed and choked with sobs in a very small voice, and the originally good atmosphere instantly became depressing.

The male master glanced at her expressionlessly, pursed his thin lips slightly, but he still didn't make a sound to stop her.

Although his expression was always unsmiling, whenever this happened, his eyes were also vaguely sad.

The housekeeper was also sad, his slightly aged face was full of sadness and regret.

The atmosphere became more and more depressing, with a strong sense of sadness lingering.

Kong Qing raised his head and looked at He Ning and the others, his eyes were a little helpless.

She didn't know why the plot suddenly became like this.

Obviously, the hostess has always been talking to her on her own initiative...

At this moment, Wen He suddenly appeared in the dining room.

His dark eyes swept across the people around him without any waves, and then he went straight to his seat and sat down.

After Wen He sat down, the host and hostess and the butler returned to normal almost at the same time, with a smile on their faces again, as if nothing had happened.

The hostess looked at Wen He with some blame and said, "Why did you come, the guests are all waiting for you."

Her voice was soft and soft, but there was no sense of blame at all.

The expression on Wen He's face did not change much, and he still replied very calmly and casually: "You can eat first."

What he said made the hostess' face look ugly for a moment.

Before she could speak, the male master suddenly yelled at him: "Are there any rules, why are you talking to your mother like that!"

His voice wasn't too loud, but it was especially loud in this space.

It immediately attracted the attention of He Ning and others.

They pretended to eat on the surface, but actually ate melons and watched the show without showing any signs.

Wen He suddenly raised his head and looked at him, those dark eyes were fixed on him, his thin lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something.

The host's eyes widened, and he said before him: "Forget it, anyway, it's not the first time you've been so willful, so don't do it again next time."

Wen He: "..."

He looked at the host deeply, and after a while, he suddenly raised his lips and sneered, and then continued to eat the food in front of him.

After eating so many western meals in a row, Kong Qing was somewhat tired, and couldn't even put his mouth down on the steak in front of him.

The butler noticed it, walked up to her and asked in a low voice, "Miss Kongqing, is the food not to your liking?"

He had memorized Kong Qing's name and shouted it out in public, which seemed unprecedented before.

Kong Qing blinked, and smiled apologetically, "Well, I don't want to eat Western food..."

"That's it." The housekeeper nodded, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Affected by the natural disaster, the chef who can cook Chinese food was trapped outside, and I can only cook Western food."

He seemed to have suddenly remembered something, and continued to smile and said, "By the way, there are still noodles at home. Do you want to eat now?"

Kong Qing: "Is it the Chinese way?"

Butler: "Yes, although it's just a very simple one."

Kong Qing: "Then please cook me a bowl."

Butler: "Okay, wait a moment."

After finishing the words, the butler was just about to leave when Ding Jingdi suddenly stopped him: "Please cook me a bowl too."

After he finished speaking, he was about to sit down. Who would have thought that the housekeeper would smile and shake his head: "I'm sorry for this guest, but there is only enough noodles in the kitchen for one bowl."

Ding Jingdi: "...well, forget it."

He sighed and watched the butler leave.

During this period, the hostess and hostess ate what was in front of them like a doll, as if they hadn’t heard or seen anything.

The same is true for Wen He.

But Kong Qing noticed one thing, that is, Wen He's eyes would look at her from time to time.

As if looking at something, the corners of the mouth are raised from time to time.

Oh wow.

Kong Qing's hand holding the wine glass tightened even more, and he was already looking forward to what would happen next.

About 10 minutes later, the butler came over with steaming noodles.

It is a very simple bowl of Yangchun noodles, with green onions floating on the soup surface like emeralds, and the aroma is tangy.

Kong Qing: "Thank you."

After thanking him, Kong Qing immediately picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

The butler stood beside her all the time, and said with a smile: "Miss Wen Shu also liked to eat the noodles I cooked for her before. I haven't made them for a long time, and the taste should not have changed much."

There is also a very perfect fried egg in the noodles. Kong Qing eats the side dishes first and then eats the noodles as usual.

Noticing how she ate, the housekeeper couldn't hold back and said, "Miss Wen Shu used to like to eat fried eggs first."

His tone was very calm, with almost no emotion, as if he really mentioned it casually.

But how much will give people a very strange feeling.

Kong Qing chewed her food and looked to her side. The hostess and Wen He barely responded, only the butler was talking.

Gee.

Is this triggering the plot again?

She pursed her lips, exchanged a look with He Ning, and continued to eat her own noodles.

The lunch time passed quickly, and the hostess and hostess disappeared into the villa again, and the housekeeper disappeared.

The only strange thing was that Wen He didn't leave the dining room immediately, but sat quietly in his seat, lost in thought.

The afternoon sun gradually climbed up the window lattice, illuminating every corner and every speck of dust.

Kong Qing bathed in the sun, and slowly finished the last mouthful of noodles.

She was just about to take out a piece of paper to wipe her mouth when a large, well-defined hand squeezed a paper towel and handed it over.

"Thank you." Kong Qing thought it was He Ning, took it, and wiped it off. When she raised her eyes, she saw that the owner of that hand was Wen He, and she couldn't help being stunned.

　Autumn and winter are coming, and my body will feel very uncomfortable. I have been feeling sick since I wrote it. I will go slowly. The next chapter may be a bit late, so please read it tomorrow~
　　
　
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