Zundu and fake toot?The target of the strategy has become dark again

Chapter 9 The psychiatrist has gone dark 9
"Yao Yao, eat more." Wen's mother sat at the dining table and put another shrimp dumpling into Wen Yao's bowl.

This is the food that Yuan Shen loved when she was a child, but she no longer likes it when she grows up.

Just like the relationship between the original person and his parents, they also became indifferent after not seeing each other for a long time.

Wen Yao lowered her head and fiddled with the dishes on the plate with her chopsticks.She felt very uncomfortable getting along with the Wen parents.

"Yao Yao, your mother and I are going to City C to discuss cooperation this afternoon." Father Wen and Mother Wen exchanged glances, "You have to listen to Brother Fu."

Wen Yao secretly raised her eyes and saw the man sitting there with a gentle smile. Her sizing was caught by the protagonist on the spot.

Fu Jin didn't seem to notice the girl's gaze at all, and said to Father Wen and Mother Wen beside him, "Don't worry, uncle and aunt."

I originally wanted to ask the Wen family's parents to spend time with Wen Yao no matter what, but the girl's resistance to her parents was too obvious.Forcing them to accompany Wen Yao to create an illusion of happiness would only make her feel more embarrassed.

It was himself instead.

The smile on Fu Jin's lips deepened, which was a bit intriguing.

Wen Yao's attitude towards him was very special.

The admiration on Mother Wen's face was even greater, and she sighed in her heart: Fu Jin is really a gentleman.
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"Are you really worried about leaving your daughter alone at home with him?" Father Wen frowned, feeling a little worried after all.

"What do you mean by being alone? Isn't there Auntie and Uncle Zhang? The servants at home are all trustworthy. What are you afraid of?" Mother Wen glared at Father Wen.

"Besides, that's the son of the Fu family! What does Fu Jin want? What can he covet from our daughter?"

Okay, Father Wen stopped talking.What Mother Wen said does make sense.
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"Yao Yao, can I call you that?"

Fu Jin was sitting at the table, not dressed as formally as Wen Yao had done when she first met him, only wearing a simple white shirt.

Although he didn't wear a tie, his shirt was buttoned properly, all the way to the top button.

This is Fu Jin's room. It used to be empty. The Wen family's parents had it cleaned out specifically to accommodate Fu Jin.

The man had only lived in this room for a day, but he had made it feel like his own territory.Soothing unknown music came from the gramophone, and the black film under the needle rotated slowly.

The sound is not loud and does not overwhelm the guest. Wen Yao finds it very pleasant.

"Okay." Wen Yao sat across the table and answered Fu Jin's question.

But her eyes did not fall on Fu Jin. She was first attracted by the ornaments on his table.

The color style is very distinctive, and it can easily be seen that it is the surrounding of Master Corot's painting "River Nina".

Fu Jin seemed to know what she was looking at, "I have another ornament of the same style. You can take it away later."

"But now, tell me about Wu Hao."

Suddenly hearing the name, Wen Yao's fingers curled up slightly, thinking about what to say.

She selectively told Fu Jin the process of first meeting and getting along with him.

Forgot about the photos.

Wen Yao spoke very slowly, and her sentences were not coherent, but Fu Jin listened patiently and would respond from time to time.

It feels as if he is standing in a position absolutely facing you and listening to your story objectively.

He listens to you but does not examine you.

"It's him who's at fault, not you." Fu Jin poured a glass of water and pushed it in front of Wen Yao.

Wen Yao originally thought the teapot on the table was filled with tea, but she didn't expect it to be water.

She took the cup and the water was still warm.

(End of this chapter)