Mr. Bo, my wife is going on a date with someone again.

The cigarette in Bo Jingzhou's hand had burned to the end, and sparks burned his fingertips. The man crushed the cigarette butt in the ashtray as if nothing had happened: "...I know."

Shen Wanci looked at him with a half-smile but not a smile. Although he didn't reveal it, the sarcasm was quite obvious.

The meal ended in this subtle embarrassment.

After dinner, their uncle invited them to his home.

Shen Wanci refused: "I have been traveling all day today and want to go back to the hotel to rest. I will visit you and my aunt after I finish paying homage to my grandpa tomorrow."

How could Pang Mengrong let her golden thighs run away? She said it nicely, but who knew whether Shen Wanci would come after the worship service. If Shen Wanci went back to Kyoto directly, where would he find her?

This is a matter that concerns her son's whole life, and she still has to look at it to make people feel at ease.

She immediately took Shen Wanci's arm and pulled her into the car. She pretended to scold her with a straight face: "We are all a family. How can we let you stay in a hotel when you return to Yuncheng? Although the home is not spacious, there are only one or two There is still room available. Wait until tomorrow and I will ask your uncle to take you to your grandpa’s grave."

"Don't bother uncle, I know where grandpa's grave is."

There is a custom in Yuncheng that a son visits his grave after the new year, and his daughter and grandson visit his grave before the new year.

"The past two years were not going well for our family. A Feng Shui master helped us look at it. It was because we didn't choose the right location for your grandpa's tomb, so we moved the tomb. I haven't had time to tell you about this yet. The location of the new tomb is not good. There’s no specific name, and it’s hard to pinpoint the location, so I can rest assured if your uncle can send you there.”

The relocation of the grave is not a lie, and Pang Mengrong is not worried about cheating tomorrow.

Having said that, Shen Wanci had to go if she didn't want to. She turned to Nie Yucheng and said, "I'll take you to the hotel first and pick you up tomorrow."

"If you don't mind, Mr. Nie, you can also stay at home. It's really troublesome for you to come all the way to worship." This is also a golden thigh, which must be well maintained: "It's deserted to stay in a hotel during the Chinese New Year. Yes, what a suffering."

So, the group went to Uncle Shen's house.

There was no room in the car, so Pang Mengrong took Shen Haoran to take a taxi.

Uncle Shen's house is a standard one with four bedrooms and two living rooms. The decoration is simple and the colors are fresh and clean. Pang Mengrong changed the bed sheets and quilt covers and cleaned the guest room carefully before saying to Shen Wanci: "Wanci, you Tonight, Jing Zhou and I will stay in the larger room, and Mr. Nie will stay in the other room."

Shen Wanci: "Auntie, I can just stay on the sofa for one night."

She was already looking at the air tickets to return to Kyoto tomorrow. She originally planned to stay until the end of the New Year and treat it as a trip, but she didn't know that she would follow two troublemakers.

Thinking of this, she looked at Bo Jingzhou with an increasingly complaining look.

It's all this dog man's fault!

Bo Jingzhou turned his head and met her gaze: "Do you have a big opinion on me?"

"Yes, then can you be wise and leave?"

"No, so if you have any opinions, just... hold them in."

Shen Wanci: "..."

Pang Mengrong glared at her angrily: "It's such a cold day, what should you do if you catch a cold while sleeping on the sofa? You and Jing Zhou are husband and wife, and it is only natural that you and Jing Zhou sleep together."

She also wanted them to remarry so that she could get more benefits. How could they remarry if they didn't sleep together.

"We are already divorced."

"We have been sleeping together for three years, and there is no difference between this and two days."

Shen Wanci: "..."

Dinner was eaten at home. Pang Mengrong cooked a large table of dishes. It gets dark quickly in winter. Shen Wanci had a normal relationship with her uncle's family and had nothing to talk about. After dinner, she went back to the room and didn't care. Will Bo Jingzhou and Nie Yucheng be embarrassed?

There is a bathroom in the room. When she came out after taking a shower, Bo Jingzhou was sitting on the sofa on the balcony looking at his mobile phone.

She didn't care about him and just took a hair dryer to dry her hair.

The whistling wind echoed in the room. Shen Wanci looked at herself in the mirror and slowly became distracted.

She was thinking about what Pang Mengrong said in the restaurant today. Why did grandpa let her mother abort herself?

"Ah..." The pain of pulling on her scalp brought her back to reality. The hair dryer gave off a burning smell, and her hair was twisted in it.

Shen Wanci turned off the hair dryer and pulled it with his hand - it didn't move.

She unplugged the plug and looked around for scissors, the bedside table, and the dresser drawer. She couldn't find any, so she had to tear it off violently.

Just as he was about to exert force, the man held his hand down and said, "I'll go outside to get the scissors."

Shen Wanci didn't want to bother, "No need, just tear it off, it won't get in much anyway."

Bo Jingzhou frowned and his eyes fell on her long hair: "Can you act like a woman?"

Shen Wanci's hair is of very good quality, smooth and silky, as shiny as fine silk. If it is torn abruptly, the hair will become elongated and curled.

It really affects the overall appearance a bit.

Shen Wanci didn't know these thoughts. Looking at the man's back as he walked out of the room, she couldn't help but roll her eyes, "I'm sick."

Bo Jingzhou came back quickly with the scissors, cut off the twisted strand of hair, and touched the top of her head - it was still wet.

He frowned and threw the towel she had used to wipe her hair over to cover her head. "Dry it first. I'll find a screwdriver to get the hair out of the hair dryer."

Bo Jingzhou went out again, and within a few minutes, he came back with a toolbox.

He lowered his head, deftly took apart the hair dryer, and pulled out the tangled hair bit by bit.

The warm yellow light was very soft, making the man's sharp facial features soften a lot. As he moved, the exquisite and precious silver cufflinks reflected a little bit of dazzling light.

A serious man has his own attraction. Shen Wanci's eyes fell on him and she gradually couldn't look away.

The room was very quiet, except for the faint sound of Bo Jingzhou playing with the hair dryer.

She had an absurd sense of trance...

This scene was something she had never dared to imagine or imagined that Bo Jingzhou would help her repair her hair dryer.

Bo Jingzhou didn't even raise his head, "Does it look good?"

Shen Wanci did not deny that he was indeed good-looking, "It's true that the teacher never bullied me."

"??"

"All good-looking things are poisonous," she suddenly cooled down, stood up and said, "Tonight you lay on the floor."

Pang Mengrong prepared two quilts for them. The room has air conditioning. The winter in Yuncheng is not as cold as Kyoto, so it is acceptable to cover them with one quilt.

Bo Jingzhou stared at her for a few seconds, his attitude was unhurried, but he obviously had no intention of backing down: "No way."

He threw down the hair dryer and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Shen Wanci started drying her hair again, thinking about how to press her head to let Bo Jingzhou go to the floor.

There was a sudden knock on the door, and she got up to open the door.

Outside the door, Nie Yucheng looked at her with a smile: "Wan Ci, do you need to change rooms?"