Boss Ji's petite wife

"Mom! Open the door for me, Mom!"

Wen Shurong knocked on the door and shouted at the same time, he never expected that his mother would trick him into the room so grandiosely, and then locked the door.

"You stay here and wait for me." Liu Ruolan's voice came from the door of the room.

"Mom, don't go, don't go! At least leave your phone to me?"

Wen Shurong pressed his face against the door, heard the movement outside, and shouted.

Liu Ruolan felt a little headache when she heard Wen Shurong's buzzing voice in the door. Although locking up Wen Shurong was not a long-term solution, she hadn't considered it yet, so naturally she had to do so.

Wen Shurong put his ear to the door and listened for a while, when suddenly there was no movement outside, he howled twice again, no one paid any attention to him.

He knew that his mother had left.

Wen Shurong lay down on the carpet and looked out through the gap underneath, but unfortunately couldn't see anything.

He stood up unwillingly, and patted on the door again, but unfortunately, only quiet air responded to him.

Wen Shurong was completely speechless, what was this? He went home, but his mother locked him up.

What made Wen Shurong even more annoyed now was that before he came, he told Brother Ye that he didn't need to bring him lunch at noon, and he ate at the old house, so Brother Wuye might not be able to find out that he was locked up.

Wen Shurong was extremely depressed, just when he was trying to find a way to get out, suddenly, he turned his head and glanced at the balcony...

The last time he was in his parents' room to get the household registration book, he just climbed over the balcony, which is actually not high, and it's no big deal if he falls down at most.

Thinking of this, Wen Shurong moved his mind and walked towards the balcony.

He glanced down the balcony, hiss...why does it feel higher than last time?

Wen Shurong rubbed his stomach, and was inexplicably discouraged. It would be bad if he jumped down like this, so forget it...

Dispelling the idea of ​​jumping on the balcony, Wen Shurong sat on the edge of the bed sullenly. He glanced at the furnishings in the room. It was still the same as before, and the cleaning was spotless. It seemed that his mother ordered people to clean it every day. .

Thinking of this, Wen Shurong still felt a little sorry for his mother.

But after thinking about it, he and Brother Ye must not be separated, and his mother didn't directly object, so there is still hope.

Wen Shurong looked at the sun outside. There was no mobile phone, and there was no clock in the house. He couldn't really tell the time, but it was estimated to be almost noon.

Sure enough, not long after, he heard footsteps in the corridor outside.

"Mom, is that you? Mom, please open the door for me, please??"

Wen Shurong lay on the door, begging.

Sure enough, when Wen Shurong howled, the footsteps outside the door stopped, and then Liu Ruolan's voice came from outside, "It's useless to beg me, now that you've grown up, I can't control you anymore, can I?" ?”

"I can manage it, I can manage it!" Wen Shurong answered anxiously, "When you grow up, you are also my mother, mother, please open the door for me."

Wen Shurong yelled while listening to the movement outside with his ears open. The people outside should not have left.

"Mom, I'm hungry... When I came here in the morning, I didn't have any food. If you don't let me go, why don't you open the door and let me have a meal?"

While listening to the movement outside, Wen Shurong begged, "Open the door, mom, mom, mom, dear mom, please open the door for me, I'm so hungry."

"Extremely hungry?"

"Starving to death?"

"Listen, listen, your stomach is rumbling?"

"Mom, I want to eat your pork ribs, are you really hungry?"

Wen Shurong shouted one sentence after another, each sound getting louder.

Suddenly, there was a slight clicking sound, Wen Shurong held his breath, and his pupils shrank instantly.

The next moment, the door was opened from the outside, Wen Shurong stood up straight, and saw Liu Ruolan standing at the door with an angry face.

"Mom..." Wen Shurong's voice softened, and he hummed, "I'm so hungry..."

"Go downstairs, wash your hands and eat."

Liu Ruolan glared at Wen Shurong, the expression on her face hardly tensed.

Wen Shurong shrank his neck, and followed Liu Ruolan downstairs very honestly. When he reached the stairs, he glanced at the door not far away.

"Come over for dinner."

Liu Ruolan turned her head and said, her voice still sounded displeased.

Wen Shurong quickly looked back, and followed the other party to the direction of the restaurant.

Liu Ruolan knew that Wen Shurong was coming, so the soup was stewed early in the morning, and it was served by the servant at this time, with a strong fragrance.

The table was already filled with all kinds of Wen Shurong's favorite dishes.

Liu Ruolan filled a bowl of soup for Wen Shurong and put it in front of him. Wen Shurong smelled the fragrance, and her stomach actually grunted twice.

When Liu Ruolan heard the movement, she felt a little amused, but her face was still straight.

"Thank you, Mom!" Wen Shurong thanked her shamelessly, and then began to eat.

During the meal, his mouth was not idle, and he ate happily while praising his fucking craftsmanship.

He knew that his mother seldom cooks on weekdays, and the few times it was because of him, so she ate and praised very wittily, which finally made Liu Ruolan's complexion gradually improve.

"Mom," Wen Shurong saw that Liu Ruolan's complexion gradually improved, then put down his chopsticks, and asked tentatively, "You don't agree, right, about me and Brother Ye...

The original expression on Liu Ruolan's face was already normal, but when she heard Wen Shurong's words, her expression immediately dropped again. She didn't speak, but turned her head and glared at Wen Shurong.

"Mom, Brother Ye is actually very kind. If you agree, wouldn't you have another son, how great it is!"

Wen Shurong saw that Liu Ruolan hadn't spoken, so he boldly continued, anyway, he had made up his mind, he must spend the end with his mother, and put in some effort on his side, Brother Ye would get less stares.

"What's so good, are you full?" Liu Ruolan cut Wen Shurong's words with a sharp look.

"mom?"

Wen Shurong moved closer to Liu Ruolan, and couldn't help muttering, "You don't agree, neither does Aunt Ji, it's too difficult for us..."

Liu Ruolan was originally listening to Wen Shurong talking about something, although she was angry, but not too much, after all, this is her own son, even if the other party does too much, it is her heart that hurts child.

But now hearing what Wen Shurong muttered, his face instantly turned dark.

"What did you say?! Ding Zishu doesn't agree?!" Liu Ruolan didn't know why, and the fire in her heart soared instantly, "Why should she disagree! My son is with her son and she owes her?!"

Wen Shurong originally saw his mother so angry, and wanted to open his mouth to persuade him, but when he heard what his mother said, his face was happy, "Mom, does that mean you agree?"

"Agree what agree!" Liu Ruolan stared, "She Ding Zishu disagrees, why should I agree, is it his son who wants to be with my son?!"

Wen Shurong: "..."

"Mom... I also want to be with Brother Ye..." Wen Shurong said weakly.

Liu Ruolan choked on Wen Shurong's words, her lungs hurt from anger, she turned her head and stared at Wen Shurong.

Wen Shurong felt guilty from being stared at, licked his lips, and whispered: "He...he also wants to be with me...very much!"

Wen Shurong silently bowed to Brother Ye in his heart, and then said to his mother: "Mom, Brother Ye really wants to be with me. He said that life would become meaningless if he left me. He couldn't do without me." Fuck me, really, he said it himself!"

Liu Ruolan paused, then turned her head to look at Wen Shurong in doubt.

"Really, Brother Ye also said that he doesn't want anyone in this life except me, he only recognizes me, and the Lunan company I mentioned to Dad this morning was prepared by Brother Ye through the revolving door. He said he would give me everything I wanted...he really loved me, he said, he said..."

Wen Shurong kowtowed to Brother Ye in his heart, but he started talking nonsense, "He said that if I leave him, he will commit suicide. Last time he was angry with Aunt Ji because she disagreed..."

"Really?" There was a trace of disbelief on Liu Ruolan's face.

"Of course it's true! Mom, how could I lie to you? I'm telling the truth, otherwise why would Brother Ye come to visit you and my dad every year?" Wen Shurong saw his mother finally let go, and instantly Feeling that there was something to be said, he hurriedly continued his efforts.

Liu Ruolan's expression was a little loose. Indeed, that child Hongye would visit them every year, and each time he would bring a lot of gifts. Those gifts were obviously carefully selected by the other party, and it was very thoughtful at first glance.

If he didn't really care about Rong Rong, it would be absolutely impossible to achieve this level.

"Mom, Brother Ye is really nice, he has considered everything for me, why don't you think about it again?"

Wen Shurong scratched his cheek, counted the advantages of the other party with his fingers, "He is capable, keeps Ji's management in order, and is willing to help me in work, and he is really good to me..."

The most important thing is that your son really likes him to death. If you want him to leave Ji Hongye, he will probably die...

But Wen Shurong didn't dare to say this useless sentence.

"Otherwise you...agree, right?" Wen Shurong tilted his head, blinked his eyes, and looked forward to it.

Liu Ruolan turned her head to look at Wen Shurong's eyes filled with hope, but she didn't say a word for a while, but got up and walked out.

Wen Shurong was confused when he saw this, did he agree or disagree?

He stood up and saw his mother walking directly towards the stairs. Wen Shurong's heart moved, and he glanced at the gate.

After his mother went upstairs and turned the corner, Wen Shurong took small steps, took two steps toward the door, and then ran to the door with a low waist, and stretched out her hand to pull the door.

As a result, Wen Shurong pulled it twice, but he didn't pull it away...

locked.

Wen Shurong was stunned, and turned to look at the empty stairs...

When was the door locked? Did his mother lock the door before letting him out?

No wonder, no wonder his mother went upstairs without saying a word just now.

Wen Shurong turned her head and sat on the sofa with a look of lovelessness on her face. Sure enough, the devil is one foot taller than one foot taller?

Brother Ye, help, save the child, come quickly... the baby misses you.