Rebirth, I really don't want to be a scumbag

Unknowingly, Wen Qing's mentality has gotten into a dead end, but there is no way, she can't get out anymore, she couldn't get out before, and since she had a delicate relationship with Zhou Yuwen, she couldn't get out even more.

Originally, Qiao Linlin's pregnancy already gave her a sense of crisis.

As a result, after Zhou Yuwen's showdown, Wen Qing was completely stunned.

She regretted it so much, really regretted it, at first she thought that her daughter was only behind Qiao Linlin, but later she realized that it was not only Qiao Linlin who was behind!

A full five years behind!

She never paid attention to Qiao Linlin, this little girl, Wen Qing just didn't bother to deal with her, but she forgot that Jiang Ting who was thousands of times better than her daughter!

Zhou Yuwen told Wen Qing everything.

Wen Qing secretly admired Jiang Ting in her heart, this girl is really powerful, it would be a pity not to go to the Qing Palace.

She endured for five years, conceived and gave birth to a child. Just for this, no one is invincible. Now she probably has a high status in Zhou Yuwen's heart.

Wen Qing only knew that Zhou Yuwen had spent 20 billion to set up the foundation, and this series of operations were all done by Jiang Ting.

The woman who controls Zhou Yuwen through the foundation, although there is no such thing as the Three Palaces and Six Courts in modern times, but as long as Jiang Ting holds the foundation in her hands, it means that she is the queen, and she does not want Zhou Yuwen canonization at all.

Zhou Yuwen told Wen Qing everything. Wen Qing had been worrying about Qiao Linlin at first, but when she learned of Jiang Ting's existence, Wen Qing felt that Qiao Linlin was nothing at all. In front of Jiang Ting, Qiao Linlin probably sold her They have to count the money for Jiang Ting.

Wen Qing sat on the sofa and listened carefully to Zhou Yuwen's narration, until Zhou Yuwen finished everything, Wen Qing asked: "Well, I have a few questions to ask, according to Jiang Ting's meaning, this foundation There must be four directors, I want to know which four?"

"Nannan, you know Aunt Wen. My first girlfriend is now at my mother's place in Europe. You have also met Yueru. The rest is Linlin."

Jiang Ting and Zhou Yuwen talked about this matter and analyzed it to Zhou Yuwen. Zhang Nannan was her first girlfriend, so it was only natural that she joined the board of directors. Liu Yueru helped Zhou Yuwen so much, so it must be the foundation.

As for Qiao Linlin, it was added later because she was pregnant.

Zhou Yuwen felt that it was reasonable to do so.

But Wen Qing sneered when she heard that, this Jiang Ting is really amazing, that girl Zhang Nannan, Wen Qing heard from Zhou's mother that this girl is stupid and sweet, it's only natural that Zhou Yuwen likes it, and being in the council is also a vase, As for Liu Yueru, Wen Qing has seen what it is like, her background is too low, for Zhou Yuwen, she is just a personal maid, even if she stands too high, she is just Zhou Yuwen's maid.

The rest is Qiao Linlin, the girl Wen Qing has contacted the most, and Wen Qing doesn't pay attention to her, so why would Jiang Ting be afraid?

If according to Zhou Yuwen's meaning, all the girls' expenses in the future will be paid by the foundation, then controlling the foundation means that Zhou Yuwen is the uncrowned master of the harem.

"According to Jiang Ting, whoever is pregnant can serve as the chairman of the foundation?" Wen Qing asked.

"There are five standing directors, according to Jiang Ting's plan, and there is one vacancy over there. She said she has arrangements there, and I am also busy here, so I didn't take care of it." Zhou Yuwen told the truth.

"Does that mean that Jiang Ting decides the position of the chairman?" Wen Qing asked.

Zhou Yuwen nodded: "I'm relieved that Tingting is doing things steadily."

Wen Qing thought for a while, is Jiang Ting playing pick and choose?

"Aunt Wen, I'm actually sorry for you." After finishing all the things, Zhou Yuwen began to say sorry again with a face full of shame.

Zhou Yuwen said that he was too scumbag to give Qianqian a happy family, and he also let down Aunt Wen.

After hearing this, Wen Qing just shook her head and said, "It's rare for you to come here, let's eat first, I made a lot of your favorite food."

Zhou Yuwen hummed, Wen Qing cooked a lot of rice just now, and made a special chicken soup, and the chicken soup just happened to be ready after the chat.

Wen Qing served them all and waited for Zhou Yuwen to have a meal.

Seeing that Wen Qing didn't mean to be angry, Zhou Yuwen also breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile that he hasn't eaten Aunt Wen's food for a long time, and it still tastes so good now.

Seeing Zhou Yuwen's gluttonous appearance, Wen Qing also smiled, and suddenly remembered Zhou Yuwen's childhood, she said, "I still remember that you used to come to my house for dinner when your mother was busy at work."

Zhou Yuwen drank the chicken soup, recalled the past, and couldn't help sighing: "It's fine not to talk about the past."

When I was young, my mother was busy, and when I was working overtime, I let myself go to Su Qianqian's house for dinner, but when Zhou Yuwen was young, he felt inferior because of family reasons, so how could he eat more when he went to other people's houses for dinner.

I can only be careful not to eat too much.

Thinking about it now, I feel a little emotional.

Wen Qing wondered what happened to Zhou Yuwen?

Is it because the food you made yourself when you were young didn't suit your taste?

Zhou Yuwen said: "No, it's just that thinking about it before was naive, and it's actually unnecessary."

Zhou Yuwen explained what she thought when she was a child, Wen Qing also smiled, and she said: "At that time, your mother gave money, and I said no, but your mother forced me to say whatever she wanted."

"Hehe, actually I don't want to care about it, but your attitude at that time, Aunt Wen, always made me feel that you didn't like me." Zhou Yuwen said with a smile thinking of this.

Wen Qing's face turned pale: "Is there?"

Seeing Wen Qing's expression, Zhou Yuwen smiled: "No, I was thinking too much."

Zhou Yuwen doesn't have any rules when eating at his own house, and it's okay to make noises while eating, but according to Wen Qing's character, she must be talking about table manners. You can't talk, make noise, or leave food when eating. Don't skip meals.

And with Wen Qing's expressionless face, Zhou Yuwen would inevitably think too much.

Zhou Yuwen suddenly realized that he seemed to be chatting with Wen Qing while eating, and Wen Qing didn't say anything, feeling a little emotional for a while.

Wen Qing sighed: "It was a bit harsh at the time, but it was also for your own good."

"Well, I know, you were like this at the time, whether you were with me or Qianqian, but at that time I was sensitive and inevitably thought too much." Zhou Yuwen said.

"Yuwen, Aunt Wen did something wrong before." Wen Qing said.

Zhou Yuwen chuckled: "It's all over, what happened more than ten years ago, who will remember."

Wen Qing nodded, seeing that Zhou Yuwen had finished drinking the chicken soup in his bowl, she asked, "Are you still drinking? I'll help you get another bowl."

Zhou Yuwen held down the bowl.

Wen Qing glanced at Zhou Yuwen curiously.

Zhou Yuwen was silent for a while, but finally couldn't hold back: "After that night, have you ever thought about me?"

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, rebirth, I really don't want to be a male god

Originally, I just wanted to go to Marsland to have lunch, but I ended up leaving the next morning. I had no choice but to blame Zhou Yuwen for being unable to control himself, or to blame my aunt for being too charming.

Zhou Yuwen held back for a long time but still didn't hold back, and asked, did you miss me after that night?

Qianqian's face couldn't help turning pale, Gu Zuo said to him and asked: "Yuwen, do you still drink? Shall I help you get another bowl?"

As he spoke, he got up and went to serve the soup in a hurry.