Soft and cute Zaizai wins in the era article

After getting off work in the afternoon, Wen Minghua went directly from the company to the underground garage, where Zhang Jin was waiting for her.

But who was talking to Zhang Jin and smiling brightly? Why did he look familiar?
"Sister Hua, are you off work?"

When the man saw Wen Minghua, he smiled even more enthusiastically, but Wen Minghua didn't look at him and only focused her eyes on Zhang Jin:
"Have you been waiting for a long time? Are you hungry? Do you want us to eat before going back?"

She approached Zhang Jin, reached out to hold his hand, and scratched his palm flatteringly.

Zhang Jin squeezed her hand and said goodbye with a smile:

"Xiao Qiao, it's interesting to hear you talk. So, can we meet again in the future?"

Wen Minghua finally experienced what a famous social scene is.

She pretended to be dead and didn't see the pretty boy's eyes looking at her. She let go of Zhang Jin's hand and walked to the car:
"Husband, let's go, I'm starving to death."

Not paying attention to what Zhang Jin and the pretty boy said, Wen Minghua could only think of the word regret now. She slapped her forehead:
Zhang Jin obviously said he would wait downstairs, why did he let him come to the garage?

"Skull hurts?"

Zhang Jin got into the car and looked at her funny while fastening his seat belt.

Wen Minghua immediately shook her head:
"No, I'll swat the mosquitoes. By the way, what do you want to eat? Let's go back after eating."

It's best to wait until after nine o'clock, then go home and go directly to the room to wash up and prepare to rest.

otherwise?

Wen Minghua felt like she was breaking out in a cold sweat when she thought about the days she had lived after offending Zhang Jin a few days ago.

"Go back and eat, I told my parents."

"..."

Wen Minghua held her forehead, she had already imagined what it would be like when she returned home.

Sure enough, as soon as he entered the door, Zhang Jin took off his coat, washed his hands and went into the kitchen. At the same time, he also told the housekeeper sent by the property management:
"There are no fresh sea cucumbers at home. You can send someone to buy some. I will make some sea cucumber porridge for Minghua."

He also asked Cheng Lingrong, who was doing Baduanjin in the living room:

"Mom, can we have some sea cucumber porridge tonight? Minghua said she hasn't had sea cucumber porridge for a long time."

Wen Minghua, who was about to go downstairs, stood on the second floor, facing Cheng Lingrong's murderous gaze, and did not dare to move for a long time.

"I don't want to eat, Ah Jin, please stop fussing. If she wants to eat, I'll cook it for her tomorrow. Come over and have a rest. Are you not tired enough from training during the day?"

He spoke the gentlest words, but the knives in his eyes were thrown at Wen Minghua one by one.

Wen Minghua could even hear the sound of her mother grinding her teeth:
"Wen Minghua, you're very greedy, aren't you? If you want to eat porridge, why don't you call home earlier and go through all the trouble?"

"..."

Wen Minghua rolled her eyes secretly. A bitch can only do things quietly, but he has the ability to speak out!
"It's okay, Mom, it's just porridge. It doesn't take much time. Besides, there are a lot of things in Minghua Company, so she is more tired than me."

Zhang Jin washed a plate of fruit and came out and greeted Wen Minghua, who had been lingering on the second floor for a long time and dared not go downstairs:
"Come on down, didn't you say you were hungry when you were in the car?"

After he finished, he handed Cheng Lingrong, who had stopped moving, a small fork:

"Mom, where's my dad? Why haven't you come back yet?"

"..."

Wen Minghua, who went upstairs without asking "Where is Dad?" trembled when she came back.

Immediately afterwards, she was slapped on the back of the shoulder:

"You're standing here blocking the road. Didn't you hear A Jin ask you to get down?"

The tone was so serious that Wen Minghua wondered whether she had picked it up.

"Ah Jin is back. I was on the phone in the study just now. Don't go into the kitchen. Take out the chess set and let us play two games." The tone was so gentle that Wen Minghua even suspected that Zhang Jin was his biological child.

"Why are your ears gone? You're still standing there after talking for a long time?"

Ms. Cheng Lingrong, who had stopped eating at night to stay in shape, put the fork back into the fruit plate and shouted at Wen Minghua.

Wen Minghua rolled her eyes secretly again. She was stupid to go downstairs to seek abuse:

"I have to make two phone calls and come downstairs later."

As she said that, she was about to turn around when her mother's "gentle" voice came to mind:

"Come down quickly. Do you need to keep your trivial matters a secret?"

What else can Wen Minghua do?
She walked downstairs slowly, smiling like a fox, and sat down on the sofa tremblingly.

For the next half hour, she accepted Ms. Cheng's criticism with a straight attitude, as well as Mr. Wen Kai's occasional incitement.

As for Zhang Jin, he is a "good guy" and always helps Wen Minghua speak:
"Mom, Minghua is very good. She is smart and considerate. I have never seen a better girl than Minghua."

Ms. Cheng looked at him with hatred:
"You just get used to it, right? How old is she? You still have to worry about what she eats and wears. You can't let her get used to it in the future. Don't you see that she is now pushing the envelope and doesn't even want to enter the kitchen?"

He said this to Zhang Jin with a smile, but frowned again when he looked at Wen Minghua:
"She's considerate? Why didn't I realize she was considerate? She didn't even say hello when she came back. She just stayed in the room and didn't come out. She yelled for a long time before she went downstairs."

She reached out and patted the back of Wen Minghua's hand:
"Look at Zhang Jin again. He hurried into the kitchen without even changing his clothes. Can you please have some snacks so that people can surround you?"

"..."

Wen Minghua did not dare to refute, she only nodded to admit her mistake and reassured:

"Mom, I understand. Now you guys talk and I'll go to the kitchen and take a look."

Half an hour is enough, right?
She glanced at Zhang Jin calmly, but she didn't expect that he actually pretended not to see it!

"Minghua, come and accompany dad. I'll go to the kitchen and have a look. The porridge should be ready."

Wen Minghua watched him stand up, looking at her parents, but she did not dare to sit down again, but followed him to the kitchen.

"Zhang Jin, you are such a dog."

As a result, she is now at home like a young daughter-in-law who has just walked in, not even daring to take a breath.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and she was ready to use the "two-finger locksmith" method.

Zhang Jin reached out and grasped Wen Minghua's fingers accurately:

"You're talking nonsense, I'm a dog, what are you? You can sleep in the same bed as me."

There was no smile on his face. As soon as he finished speaking, he had already left the kitchen carrying the freshly served porridge.

Immediately afterwards, his brisk voice calling her to eat came from the dining room:

"Minghua, come out quickly after washing your hands. Eat the porridge while it's hot."

"..."

Wen Minghua is really convinced by him, why should he change his attitude so quickly?

She slapped herself again, smiled awkwardly at the aunt who was watching the excitement, and then walked out with the prepared dishes.

This night, she was destined to endure more than that. She also had Zhang Jin tossing her around and asking questions:

"That Xiao Qiao is indeed good-looking, right?"

"I think the one with fair and tender skin is better than yours. Do you want to seek advice from him? I think you will definitely get along well."

"..." (End of this chapter)