After the rebirth, the white moonlight of the actor turned black

Chapter 737 "The Spread of Warmth" Taught Me Strangely

Madam knew that she was going to die soon, so she wanted to help the young master to settle the marriage. Out of filial piety, the young master went to meet a few blind dates and had dinner with them, but she never brought them back.

Presumably the young master didn't like it, Huang.

At the entrance, Han Qingman was stopped: "Miss Han, we will help you keep your phone."

"Why? Since you know me, you must know who I am. I'm a female star, how can I give you my mobile phone? What if there are some private photos for you to see..."

Brothers:? ? ?

Hello?What's on your phone?

"Is it okay not to pay?" Han Qingman blinked.

It stands to reason that Han Qingman is good-looking and pretentiously cute, and the old perverts will probably buy it, but this is the Wen family, and they dare not mess around no matter how brave they are.

The little brothers pretended to be calm: "Sorry Miss Han, this is our rule, visitors must hand in their mobile phones—"

"Yanyan—" Han Qingman shouted to Wen Jingyan's back in front, "Can I not hand over my phone, I have a lot of shameful things, here are—"

Wen Jingyan stopped.

The younger brothers also stopped their movements and watched their words.

In the next second, Wen Jingyan walked back, grabbed Han Qingman's left hand and passed directly.

Everyone in Han Qingman went in, and she turned around and made a grimace: "Slightly slightly slightly, I came in even if I didn't pay."

Brothers: ...

All right, the young master brought you in personally, what can we say?

When the two of them were far away, the gatekeeper whispered:

"Could it be that the sky is about to change? How many young wives do we want?"

"Hush, don't talk nonsense about the master's affairs, be careful and be punished!"

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Han Qingman walked behind, looked down at her grasped hand and smiled.

Walking to the garden, Wen Jingyan stopped, turned around, and looked down: "Mobile phone."

"What phone?" Han Qingman withdrew her hand and held it in front of her body, "I said that there is a private photo, brother, you are not right, you actually want to see me..."

Wen Jingyan frowned slightly: "Delete. You know what I'm talking about."

Han Qingman smiled: "What? I don't know."

"I don't want to grab it, count to three, if you—"

"Master Wen!" Han Qingman glanced behind him, and slipped past him.

Wen Jingyan thought she was messing around, but when he turned around, his father was really standing outside the garden.

"What's wrong, Miss Han? Did Yanyan bully you?" Wen Zhiming asked friendly.

"Huh!???" Han Qingman bit her lip and nodded, "If I have to hand over my mobile phone, how important is a girl's mobile phone, if I don't hand it over, I won't be allowed to stay for dinner, then if I have to hand it over... I think I'd better go."

Wen Zhiming smiled and said, "No need, no need, no need, ladies don't have to abide by this rule."

"Oh, but I'm not a lady."

"It's not a big problem." Wen Zhiming looked behind her, "Yan'er, why are you so rude to girls? Your mother knows it. You just wait to be disciplined."

"Really!" Han Qingman picked up the phone and poked it on the black screen a few times, "I want to sue and tell Sister Yuan that you bullied me."

"..." Wen Jingyan glanced at her and said, "Dad, Mom is easy to deceive, so are you easy to deceive?"

"What are you talking about, kid!"

Just as Wen Zhiming was about to speak, he realized that his lines had been robbed.

Han Qingman continued: "How can you talk to Dad like this, no matter how big or small! You owe discipline again."

After speaking, Han Qingman turned her head and said, "Uncle, I was the one who helped Auntie discipline Yanyan last time. Auntie said that I managed it very well. If you need it, I am willing to do it for you."

Wen Zhiming was taken aback for a moment, then laughed: "Okay, you must listen to my mother."

Wen Jingyan: "My mother didn't say anything."

"Miss Han has a really good personality," Wen Zhiming nodded, "I used to see you on TV, but when I saw you today, you don't have any celebrity airs at all, and you are so close to Yan'er."

Wen Jingyan: "No."

"Uncle, have you watched my TV too?"

"I've seen it. Now my family is in charge of Yan'er. I just watch TV when I have nothing to do. I really like watching the conspiracy drama "Dajiangshan" that you appeared on recently! It must be your 'husband' dominating the finale." .”

"Oh, uncle, isn't your question a spoiler?"

"It doesn't matter, what I'm watching is not the plot, but the conspiracy. Multiple forces check and balance each other, and the conspiracy and conspiracy are endless. This drama is a bit interesting."

The two of them had already walked in, as if no one cared what Wen Jingyan said.

So after dinner, we sat in the living room and watched TV together, at nine o'clock every night, two episodes a day.

Wen Jingyan sat on the single sofa, and occasionally glanced at Han Qingman who had quickly found a common topic with his father.

Han Qingman is a woman that should not be underestimated.

She can quickly figure out a person's temperament, follow the other person's words, and always pick up the topic just right.

She smiled brightly, with curved smiling eyes and a pair of shallow dimples. The ingenious catering made her win people's hearts easily.

Han Qingman glanced over, caught it straight, and smiled with her chin in her hand: "Why is Yanyan exuding charm again? If you want to see it, I can just look at it openly, and even play peeking. You are so cute, it makes me feel strange." .”