Strong favor of wealthy family: rumored husband owes training

"My child, why would grandma despise you? Grandma is happy that you can come." While speaking, the butler had already brought refreshments.

"Mo Ling, when did you get married? Why don't I know?" Lu Yaohua asked.

"We just got the certificate today." He said and handed him the red book in his pocket, "Grandpa, Wanwan is a good girl, we will live a good life in the future, don't worry."

Looking at the photos and information on the red book, Lu Yaohua couldn't help but nodded with tears in his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Okay, that's great, we Xianger should be glad that our son is married and started a family, Mo Ling, you have to treat Wen Wan better in the future, and don't make her angry, you know?"

"How dare I." Shen Moling glanced at Wen Wan with a cowardly look on her face, "Grandpa, don't look at her as Wen Wan, she looks weak and her hands are dark."

Wen Wan: "..."

Shen Min laughed: "Haha, that's right, it's good that someone treats you, a brat, and you will be under the care of your wife in the future. I think you are not honest, right, old man?"

Lu Yaohua hurriedly nodded for fear of being too late to be scolded: "Well, be honest."

Wen Wan looked at the old couple laughing and joking, and the tension just now disappeared, as if they had returned to their own home, kind and warm.

After sitting downstairs for a while, Shen Moling took her to see the room she lived in when she was a child, pushed the door open and walked in. The room was clean, tidy and spotless, it should be cleaned every day.

Looking at the photos of him when he was young on the table, and the certificates and trophies on the shelf on the wall, Wen Wan can think that his childhood should have been quite smooth.

"Did you have a good time with your grandparents when you were young?" Wen Wan asked casually.

"Well, I have been living with my grandmother since I was born. When my mother passed away when I was six years old, I was picked up by my father, but then I escaped back." Shen Moling recalled his childhood, and his expression was tinged with gloom.

"How did your mother die?" Wen Wan was suddenly curious. He didn't mention his father or his mother. Why?

Shen Moling frowned, stepped forward to put his hands on her shoulders, and said with a soft expression: "... I'm sorry, these things are not that I don't want to say, but that I can't say it, Wanwan, I will tell you after a while after I think it over." can you?"

Seeing him like this, Wen Wan softened her heart, and comforted: "It's okay, you don't need to apologize, this is your privacy, I have no right to ask about it, and we should understand each other as husband and wife."

Shen Moling smiled knowingly and kissed her deeply on the forehead: "Wanwan, you are so kind."

"Of course I know." She smiled like a flower.

"But having said that, we are real husband and wife, shall we..."

Seeing the wolfishness in his eyes, Wen Wan quickly changed the subject: "Eh? You lived here when you were young, so does Lin Xi also live here?"

Shen Moling replied perfunctorily, and couldn't wait to get to the point: "She's not here, my grandparents don't know her at all, seriously, can I..."

"Oh, I'm hungry, I'm going down to eat." Wen Wan hurriedly ran out of the door without giving him a chance.

"Don't do this, do you want me to suffocate?" Shen Moling grabbed her back and held her in his arms, and asked in a low voice.

"What does your suffocation have to do with me?" Wen Wan dared not raise her face to look at him, she lowered her head and said aggrievedly.

"I'm your husband, can I have nothing to do with you? My wife, my husband wants it now." He rubbed back and forth on her head, greedily sniffing the fruity scent on her body, feeling at ease.