His Wife Calls The Shots

After washing, Qian Mian walked to the basement to see the situation of Luo Yan.

The half-eaten meal was placed at the door. It was the meal that Luo Yan had eaten, and he couldn't finish it, so he sent it out.

She knocked on the door: "It's me."

"Come in." A warm male voice came.

Pushing the door in, just to see Luo Yan sitting at the desk reading a book.

She scanned her eyes and saw that her letter was lying on the table intact, as if it hadn't been opened, but changed its position.

She knew that he saw it, but he couldn't make a decision all at once, so he decided to think about it and pretended not to see it.

She didn't break him, walked in and picked up his painting and glanced at it.

It was a very simple landscape painting. The world in the painting had blue sky and white clouds, small deer and birds, and two people, one man and one woman.

The two of them held the kite in their hands, flying high and far away.

"This is me and you?"

Luo Yan: "Yeah."

She put down the painting and said, "Let's go out and fly a kite."

In her gaze, the boy nodded.

In the vast and flat grass field, Feng Xian and Luo Wen could only watch Qian Miao playing kite in front of them from a distance.

Luo Wen was pleased: "Fortunately, I met Miss Tang. If it weren't for her, my seventh brother would have been gone."

He glanced at Feng Xian and said with a smile: "Feng President, it's such a blessing."

Feng Xian looked at the girl who was running on the line, with a warm color in his eyes: "I am indeed very lucky. Meeting her is the happiest and luckiest thing in my life."

Luo Wen quipped: "Then get married as soon as possible, so as not to be missed by others, Miss Tang has a lot of suitors."

Feng Xian raised his lips slightly, seeming to take this suggestion into consideration.

Luo Yan showed a long-lost smile while running, pure and natural, with a power that makes people feel calm when they see it.

The kite was set high and its long tail was flying in the wind.

Qian Miao turned his head and wiped the sweat from his face, and said, "Happy, aren't you?"

Luo Yan smiled brightly, nodded, then nodded again.

He said again: "I want to go back to the northern suburbs. I still have classes that I haven't finished with you."

"Okay, I'll be back tonight." She said.

This was a pleasant and relaxing afternoon until Jiang Yuan's appearance broke the tranquility.

He said that he wanted to be Qianmiao's hand doctor for easy observation.

He didn't intend to discuss it, but just to inform, so he came uninvited and didn't intend to leave as soon as he came.

Qian Mian called Qian Ru and learned that the two had a quarrel on the phone not long ago, and they blocked each other's WeChat three times.

On the phone, Qian Ru's words were childish--

"If it weren't for your face, vain, I would never want to see his shoehorn face for a second! I would spit out the overnight meal if I saw it for an extra second!"

"He disgusts me so much before he comes over, and it's OK to come over, I guess I won't have any more days at that time!"

Qian Mian turned his head and glanced at Jiang Yuan not far away, and said lightly: "He is quite strong, and you may not be your opponent in a fight."

"I...oh!" Qian Ru snorted coldly.

"Looking at him like this, he won't go over there for the time being, I'll observe it for a while."

Here is talking on the phone, and Jiang Yuan on the other side is sending a message to Yu Manman.

It's full, Master has already penetrated into the enemy. Wait, Master will give you and Fengxian a chance to be alone. We can't just give up so easily!

After sending this message, he snickered, and glanced at Qianmin's side, his smile became even more evil.