"Mr. Wen, I know you live in a sea-view room, but you can't be too lenient, right? It doesn't matter if you forget that we are divorced?" Qiao Ran coldly asked.
Not forgotten!
No special reminder is needed from her.
"Don't you remember at all that when you were drunk, you went around looking for men to kiss?" Wen Shimo asked mockingly.
Qiao Ran: "..."
She heard Su Ning say that when she was drunk, she completely changed into a different person and did some strange and crazy things.
But she has a very good drinking capacity and has only gotten drunk once in so many years.
This time I met Brian, the drunkard, so I got drunk by him twice.
"Going around asking for kisses? Did I forcefully kiss you last night?" Qiao Ran asked with fear on his face.
What's her expression?
It was as if kissing him was like kissing something unclean.
"Yesterday, halfway through the drive, you insisted on getting out of the car. You hugged an old man who was picking up garbage by the trash can and insisted on kissing you. Just now, you hugged Shen Mubai and asked him to tell you that he loves you and kiss you. How much do you owe a man? relative? "
Wen Shimo didn't blush, and angrily described himself as a garbage collector, thus arousing Qiao Ran's aversion to wine.
Qiao Ran: "..."
Su Ning said that what she did when drunk was very understandable.
As expected, it is very understandable to everyone.
Forget it if she hugs Shen Mubai, his looks are no worse than Wen Shimo, so she takes advantage of him.
But holding the old man who picks up garbage...
It's not that she looks down on people who pick up garbage. As long as they make a living by their own hands, they are respectable people.
But due to the age difference between her and her uncle, she really couldn't overcome this hurdle.
Although Qiao Ran had told himself in his heart that he would never get drunk again, he still pretended to be stubborn when looking at Wen Shimo's sarcastic eyes.
"Don't say that I'm hugging the old man and chewing on him. Even if I marry the old lady, it has nothing to do with you. I can kiss whoever I want. It's my right and freedom. You don't want to live by the sea. Just be lenient in everything. Let me go quickly." Qiao Ran said, trying hard to push Wen Shimo away.
"It has nothing to do with me, but if your embarrassing behavior is spread, it will disgrace the Song family. I will not allow anyone to disgrace Wan Qing. Next time I see you drunk, I will Blow up Wangqing Mountain." Wen Shimo's cold eyes were threatening without warmth.
Qiao Ran's heart was suddenly stung by something.
After three years of marriage, she took care of his life meticulously.
During the months when his mother was hospitalized, he took care of everything personally, allowing him to work on his career without any worries until his mother fully recovered and was discharged.
She was kind to him with all her heart, but in the end, he had to blow up her mother's tomb for Song Wanqing's sake.
There was no way she could move her mother's grave.
But in his eyes, his mother's graveyard was a bargaining chip for him to threaten her, and she had to find a way to check and balance.
Qiao Ran's eyes wandered as he thought, and when he looked at Wen Shimo again, he saw a deep and affectionate tenderness and hazyness.
"Wen Shimo, let me tell you a little secret. In fact... I love you."
"I love you very much. As long as I can be with you, I can do anything you want, even if I am your secret lover."
"Come to me when you need me. When you don't need me, I will disappear in front of you. I won't disturb you and your sister. Just let me be your lover, okay?" He raised his head and kissed Wen. Shi Mo's lips.
I don't know if it's because her eyes are too affectionate or because her voice is too nice.
It beat gently on the tip of his heart like a wind chime, making the hairs all over his body tremble.
Or her lips were too soft, and a tingling current flowed into his heart, controlling his thinking brain.
In short, Wen Shimo's brain was jammed by Qiao Ran's sudden words, and he forgot to react for a moment.
When he reacted, Qiao Ran had already pushed him away and ran to a safe distance a few meters away, looking at him with a proud smile on his cell phone.
A woman's soft and delicate voice came from the phone.
"Wen Shimo, let me tell you a little secret..."
It was the exact words Qiao Ran said to him just now and the scene of her kissing him.
"Mr. Wen, if I send this video to your beloved cell phone, she will cry so much. Will she be so angry that she cries to death after seeing such an ambiguous and hot scene?"
"Delete!" Wen Shimo's whole body radiated chills.
Qiao Ran obediently deleted the video in front of Wen Shimo. Wen Shimo narrowed his dangerous eyes, knowing that this woman would not be so obedient.
"I have deleted the videos on my phone so no one else can see them, but the videos on the cloud disk, if you dare to visit my mother's grave, just wait and see your beloved cry to death," Qiao Ran said.
Finally, he turned around and left.
Wen Shimo, who was sitting on the bed, looked at Qiao Ran's leaving figure with a hint of amusement in his eyes. He was not that stupid. He capsized in the same boat twice and fell into the beauty trap twice.
He knew that what Qiao Ran said was all a counter-attack to threaten him.
He deliberately cooperated and let her record such a video, so that she would feel that he was stupid and easy to deal with, so that she would not be so concerned about him as a police officer, and it would be easier for him to investigate the secret behind her.
Although he fell into the trap on purpose, he had to admit that the look in her eyes when she was telling time was really very affectionate, so affectionate that people believed it was true.
Wen Shimo's fingers couldn't help but brush the lips she kissed, as if her warmth still remained on them, and his fingertips touched the numbness caused by the electric current.
He threatened her because he just didn't want her to drink. How could he actually blow up her mother's grave?
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Song family!
Qiao Ran came home and saw a well-maintained old woman in a dark red embroidered Tang suit who looked to be in her early sixties sitting on the sofa. She was wearing reading glasses and was reading a newspaper in her hand. Xu Xueman was standing on the sofa.
Behind her, she gave the old woman a pat on her back and shoulders.
Song Yuyuan is back, and Mrs. Song Li, who regards Song Yuyuan as the lifeblood of the Song family, is also back.
Seeing Qiao Ran coming back in a white suit as beautiful as snow, Xu Xueman's eyes flashed with surprise.
Isn't this the unreleased Chuxue Huansheng that she and her daughter saw in a magazine a few days ago?
How did she buy it?
Although Qiao Ran had a lot of money, this set of clothes could not be bought with money.
The actor surnamed Lu is so good, can he buy new clothes from Hot Group that are not yet on the market?
"Xiaoran, you are finally back. I can't find you in the past two days, and I can't get through the phone. We are all very worried about your safety!"
Xu Xueman said she was worried about her, but emphasized that she hadn't come back for two days. It was obvious that she wanted to arouse someone's boredom with her.
"I'm fine. I just stayed at a friend's house for two days. Don't worry, Auntie." Qiao Ran said in a sweet and authentic voice.
"A divorced cousin who returns to her parents' home and doesn't follow her duties when she gets off work goes home every day to stay at a friend's house. If word spreads about it, wouldn't it make people laugh at the Song family for not having a tutor?" Mrs. Song said
He put down the newspaper and looked at Qiao Ran sharply.
This is the grandmother whom Qiao Ran has only met twice.
The first time was when Song Wanqing had a car accident. The Wen family appointed her to celebrate the family's happiness. They believed that she had engineered Song Wanqing's car accident. Mrs. Song, who had married into the Wen family on Song Wanqing's behalf, beat her crazily with a cane.
He looked like he was going to beat her to death.
The second time is now, saying that she does not stick to her duties and has no tutor.
They say that blood ties are innate, but she couldn't see a trace of the warmth of family ties in this grandma.
"I just rested at a friend's house for two nights, and I didn't do anything to bring disgrace to the Song family. Please don't accuse me of bringing disgrace to the Song family for no reason." Qiao Ran said indifferently.
"What kind of attitude are you talking to me? In this family, I am the head of the family, and your father has to listen to me, let alone you? If you didn't come back before, I couldn't control what you wanted, but now that you have come back
We, the Song family, must obey my discipline. If you didn't return home all night and didn't report to your family, it's your fault and I will punish you." Mrs. Song looked at Qiao Ran and said forcefully.