Return of the Wasted Wife of Time Traveling

Lin Jinghuan said: "Although Wen Jinyu has a marriage contract with me, she has not yet married into the Lin family. In my Lin family, she is still a guest. Even if her mother is his elder, she can't beat and scold casually. As an elder, my mother wants to put on the airs of an elder." , then you have to act like an elder.”

What he said was very reasonable, but Mrs. Lin couldn't listen to it at all, and still said angrily: "You protect him like this?"

"It's the mother who did it wrong."

"What did I do wrong? If he drank the soup I prepared for him obediently, how could it be like this?" Mrs. Lin didn't think she was at fault. In her opinion, what was wrong was forever. It's someone else.

Lin Jinghuan didn't know his mother's character, and he was more helpless in his annoyance.

No matter how unreasonable the other party was, it was his mother.

And Wen Jinyu was innocent, so it was impossible for him to hand over Wen Jinyu who was behind him to his mother for humiliation.

Lin Jinghuan said: "Since it is wrong, it is also my fault." After speaking, he raised his hand and slapped himself in the face.

There was a crisp slap, and Mrs. Lin exclaimed, feeling extremely distressed.

"Jing Huan, what are you doing?"

Lin Jinghuan looked at the distressed old lady Lin and asked, "Is mother satisfied?" While speaking, he raised his hand again, ready to do it again.

Seeing this, Mrs. Lin immediately understood that Lin Jinghuan was being punished instead of Wen Jinyu.She didn't feel sorry for Wen Jinyu, but she felt sorry for Lin Jinghuan. She hurriedly reached out and grabbed Lin Jinghuan's hand, and said with a distressed face, "Okay, okay, stop beating."

The old lady Lin was finally willing to calm down, and she reached out her hand distressedly to touch Lin Jinghuan's face, but Lin Jinghuan avoided it indifferently.

It seems that the knot between mother and son is not a day or two.

Lin Jinghuan didn't say a word, and didn't care about his mother who was frozen in the same place with her hands raised, turned around and took Wen Jinyu by the hand, and left, letting her mother stand alone in the same place.

This pair of mother and son is not ordinary strange.

Lin Jinghuan took Wen Jinyu to the stable. After leading a horse, he asked Wen Jinyu who was standing beside him, "Can you ride a horse?"

Wen Jinyu shook his head.

In modern society, he rides a small electric scooter to and from get off work every day, and he hasn't got his driver's license yet, so how could he know how to ride a horse.

Lin Jinghuan didn't say much when he heard the words. After putting on the harness for the horse, he walked towards Wen Jinyu and stretched out his hand to hug Wen Jinyu onto the horse.

But Wen Jinyu was not used to outsiders touching him, and when he saw Lin Jinghuan reaching out to touch him, he reflexively took a step back.After realizing the purpose of the other party, he said with some embarrassment, "I'm sorry, conditioned reflex."

Lin Jinghuan hummed with a cold face, then said nothing, and after Wen Jinyu was mentally prepared, he hugged the other party on the horse, then sat in the back, rode the horse and took Wen Jinyu out of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Wen Jinyu turned his back to Lin Jinghuan, unable to see his expression.But judging from the other party's silent reaction, he could clearly feel that the other party was very unhappy.

That's right, there was a commotion just after returning home, no matter who it was, they couldn't be happy.

It was already dark when the two came out of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The winter night was already cold, and I was galloping on horseback, facing the cold wind like ice slag.Sitting in front, Wen Jinyu felt that she was Lin Jinghuan's windshield, and that she was about to be frozen into a mentally retarded person.

He couldn't help wrapping his sleeves tightly, hugging his chest and shrinking his neck.

After a long time, Lin Jinghuan, who was so depressed that his observation ability declined, finally noticed that Wen Jinyu had been frozen all over.He slowed down his riding speed, "Is it cold?"

Wen Jinyu sucked her frozen nose, hummed, and then hoped that Lin Jinghuan would take off his coat coldly and gently for him.

Lin Jinghuan said: "Be patient, we will be there soon."

Hearing this answer, Wen Jinyu scolded her mother in her heart, and then said to Lin Jinghuan: "No, I'm about to freeze to death." He reached out and grabbed Lin Jinghuan's arm, "Stop!"

Lin Jinghuan stopped, and then looked at Wen Jinyu in confusion.

Wen Jinyu got off the horse awkwardly, then climbed onto the horse awkwardly, and sat behind Lin Jinghuan.

He doesn't want to be Lin Jinghuan's windshield.

"Okay." Wen Jinyu urged Lin Jinghuan to leave.

Lin Jinghuan jumped off the horse, and then reached out to hug Wen Jinyu off the horse again.

Wen Jinyu was puzzled, "What are you doing?"

"It's not safe for you to sit in the back." Lin Jinghuan replied, after holding Wen Jinyu down, he turned to face him, then carried Wen Jinyu onto the horse again, and then mounted the horse himself.

As a result, Wen Jinyu still sat in front, but turned to face Lin Jinghuan.

In this way, he didn't have to face the cold wind, but he had to face Lin Jinghuan's chest.

Two big men, wouldn't this be too ambiguous?And now he is still a brother.

Wen Jinyu was a little embarrassed, and said to Lin Jinghuan, "Will this be bad?"

Lin Jinghuan pulled the rein of the horse and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Men and women... No, it's whether men and women give or take kisses."

After hearing this, Lin Jinghuan laughed lightly and said, "I already have a child, and you still tell me whether to kiss or not?"

Wen Jinyu was speechless.

That child is a fart, how can he say something that is non-existent as if it is true.

Although embarrassing, Wen Jinyu would rather be embarrassed than being cold.

The horse ran for a while and stopped in front of a courtyard.

Lin Jinghuan got off his horse, called Uncle Gao to the yard, then turned around and carried Wen Jinyu off his horse.

Uncle Gao in the other courtyard heard Lin Jinghuan's voice and hurried over to open the door. When he saw Lin Jinghuan, he bent down to salute and said with a smile, "Master Xiang is back."

Lin Jinghuan hummed, and ordered: "We live here tonight, please ask someone to clean up."

Gao Bo said something clear, then looked at Wen Jinyu who came with Lin Jinghuan, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Who is this young master?"

Lin Jinghuan looked back at Wen Jinyu, and replied calmly: "The future wife of the prime minister."

Hearing this, Wen Jinyu felt quite ashamed.

Gao Bo listened and smiled to express his understanding.

The other courtyard here is not as luxurious as the Prime Minister's Mansion, but the environment is quiet and elegant, and the equipment is also readily available.

Not long after Lin Jinghuan brought Wen Jinyu into the house, Uncle Gao came in with a brazier to keep them warm, and then went to prepare for other things.

Wen Jinyu was so cold that his hands and feet were cold all the way. When he saw the brazier, he surrounded him. Seeing that Lin Jinghuan was still standing at the door, he shouted, "Lin Jinghuan, come here to warm up!"

Lin Jinghuan heard the words, looked back at him, smiled and closed the door, and then walked to the brazier.

The flames danced, and Lin Jinghuan stared at the orange flames in a daze.

"Does your face still hurt?" Wen Jinyu's voice broke the silence and brought Lin Jinghuan back to his senses.

Lin Jinghuan shook his head and said, "I hit it myself, and I did it properly." After all, as a prime minister, you can't leave a slap on your face.

Wen Jinyu nodded. Thinking of today's farce, he also felt that it was as outrageous as at Wen's house. He hesitated for a moment, and asked Lin Jinghuan tentatively, "The relationship between you and your mother doesn't seem to be very good."

"The relationship between you and your father is not good." Lin Jinghuan retorted with a flat expression.

Wen Jinyu smiled awkwardly, "Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite. My father is unfair to me because I am a brother. But you and your mother, I don't understand. She loves you very much. But you seem to be..." Very rebellious.

"My mother really loves me, and I want to respect her very much. But she has done too many wrong things." Lin Jinghuan picked up the tongs at the side, stirred the charcoal fire a few times, then looked at the curious Wen Jinyu, and the words came to his lips Swallowed again.

After hearing the gossip halfway, Wen Jinyu felt itchy, "Can't you tell me?"

"The ugliness of the family must not be publicized."

Wen Jinyu frowned, "I'm not an outsider." Lin Jinghuan glanced at him, "I'm your... insider..." It's a bit ashamed to say it.

Lin Jinghuan was amused by him, and the cloud in his heart seemed to have dissipated because of the other party, "Not yet." After all, the two have not yet formally married.

Wen Jinyu made a cut, and comforted himself in his heart that he didn't care to listen to the other party's gossip.Then he asked Lin Jinghuan, "I have somehow offended your mother again, she must hate me even more now, what should I do?"

Lin Jinghuan naturally understood, "You will live in the other courtyard here for the time being, don't meet your mother, Uncle Gao and the others will take care of you."

If you can't afford it, then hide, that's the only way to go.

Although he had Lin Jinghuan's backing, even if Lin Jinghuan was insane, he couldn't do anything to Mrs. Lin.

Wen Jinyu sighed softly, "Understood." He touched his stomach, looked at Lin Jinghuan, "Do you have food? I wasn't full just now."

To be precise, I didn't eat a few bites.

Thinking of the delicious food on that table, Wen Jinyu's heart was bleeding.

Lin Jinghuan nodded and said yes.

Afterwards, Wen Jinyu waited for Gao Bo to bring two bowls of plain noodles.

Looking at the noodles with only a few scallions, Wen Jinyu sighed, "At least add an egg."

"Go and add two eggs for him." Lin Jinghuan ordered Gao Bo beside him, then picked up his own chopsticks and lowered his head to eat the noodles.

It stands to reason that a young master like Lin Jinghuan who was born with a golden spoon in his mouth should be very picky, but the other party seemed to be able to deal with it casually unexpectedly, and he was dismissed with a bowl of plain noodles.

Not only do you not dislike simplicity, but it is also delicious.

Wen Jinyu always felt that Lin Jinghuan's appearance did not fit the appearance of the second generation of rich officials.

The three views are too correct.

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