Mrs. Lu, Mr. Lu will come back and spend the night tonight.

Immediately afterwards, Wen Boxue came out of the house. Seeing Wen Yan standing at the door with a few bags of things she bought from the supermarket, he said, "Yanyan, how do you get into the house when you come back?" and then continued. : "You bought so many things, why didn't you call me to go downstairs and pick them up for you?"

Wen Yan stood in front of him with a pile of things at his feet. Wen Boxue didn't even notice that there was Gong Xuan in the corridor.

Wen Bo learned the lesson, and Wen Yan didn't even dare to look at Gong Xuan. He said with a smile, "I thought you and my mother must have slept, so I didn't call dad."

While talking to Wen Boxue, Wen Yan waved his hand at Gong Xuan behind her back, telling him to leave quickly and stop poking behind her.

With Wen Yan's sneaky gesture, Gong Xuan put his hands into his trouser pockets with a smile on his lips, turned around and went downstairs.

Although he wanted to cause trouble, he still did not embarrass Wen Yan.

Wen Boxue listened to Wen Yan's words and bent down to pick up the supermarket bag. Only then did he realize that there was someone in the corridor.

Looking at the tall figure, Wen Boxue recognized him at a glance. He was not from his neighborhood, and his neighborhood did not have such a temperament.

Without straightening up, Wen Boxue looked at Gong Xuan for a while, then looked at Wen Yan and asked, "Yanyan, did someone come downstairs just now? Is that boy from our building?"

Wen Boxue finally noticed Gong Xuan. Wen Yan really didn't know whether to praise him for his good eyesight or his good eyesight. If it had been her mother, she and Gong Xuan would have been caught long ago.

Following Wen's knowledgeable eyes, Wen Yan said, "Someone is coming down! Maybe it's a relative of someone upstairs."

"It's because I haven't seen it before." Wen Boxue said, and Wen Yan carried the two heaviest bags into the house.

Seeing this, Wen Yan also entered the house carrying two other bags.

After putting the things on the table, Wen Yan turned around and closed the door. She couldn't help but glance at the corridor. Seeing that Gong Xuan had gone downstairs, she felt relieved but also a little embarrassed.

He helped her carry such a heavy thing upstairs, but she drove him away anxiously.

After closing the door, Wen Boxue put the things Wen Yan bought back into the refrigerator, while Wen Yan took his pajamas and went to the bathroom.

Downstairs, Gong Xuan did not leave immediately.

He leaned on the Maybach, took out a cigarette box and lighter from his pocket, and lit one for himself.

Natural smoke rings blew out from her mouth, Gong Xuan raised his head and glanced at Wen Yan's room.

The light in the room was on, and Gong Xuan couldn't help but smile.

In the past, when other women begged him to sit upstairs, he was not in the mood and was too lazy to go up and sit.

Now I want to go to Wen Yan's house to see the environment where she grew up and the environment in which she learned and grew up, but I can't get in at the door of her house.

Things are changing!

After finishing a cigarette, Gong Xuan threw the cigarette butt on the cement floor at his feet and crushed it. He didn't expect that he would treat Wen Yan to this extent, and he didn't expect that he would tolerate so much for her.

Who is Gong Xuan? When does he need someone to eat with him? When did you go to the supermarket with someone else again?

His mother asked him to go shopping in the supermarket, but he never accompanied her.

He had never been to such an old place.

But with Wen Yan, he found everything interesting, even watching TV.

Of course, he usually looks at Wen Yan.

Maybe he is competing with Miyazawa, trying to make Wen Yan like him as much as he likes Miyazawa! Maybe he wanted more, for Wen Yan to like him more than Miyazawa.

Ever since he was young, Miyazawa has had a strong desire to win.

Although he seems to have a good temper on the surface, it does not affect his competitive spirit at all.

I don't know how long he stood downstairs at Wen Yan's house. It wasn't until the lights in Wen Yan's room were turned off that Gong Xuan got in the car, started the car and went back.

Instead of going back to his own home, he went to the South Bay.

There is the warmth between him and Wen Yan, and the lingering warmth of Wen Yan.

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After meeting Wen Yan, Gong Xuan seemed to be temporarily fed and immediately devoted himself to his career.

As for his visit to the supermarket with Wen Yan, although it was not exposed, it was still seen.

That evening, when Gong Xuan was working overtime in the office, the cell phone he placed next to him rang.

His mother called.

After answering the phone, Gong Xuan shouted casually: "Mom."

On the other end of the phone, Mrs. Gong said, "Son, I made soup for you today. Come back for dinner." Then she said, "If you don't come back, I'm afraid you will forget what your father and I look like."

Hearing these somewhat familiar words, Gong Xuan burst into laughter.

Afterwards, after signing the documents on the table, he said: "Go back, I will go back now."

As early as when he was in college, Gong Xuan stopped living with his parents and lived alone. He would have a better chance of creating heaven and earth without anyone caring about him.

At this moment, he counted on his fingers and found that he had not gone back to eat for a month.

So, after hanging up the phone, Gong Xuan drove home.

More than half an hour later, when he entered the house, the kitchen had just finished preparing the meal. When his mother saw him coming back, she asked him to put it on the table to eat.

Gong Xuan washed his hands and sat at the dining table. His mother not only arranged the dishes and chopsticks neatly for him, but also served rice and soup.

Gong Xuan, who was holding out his clothes and opening his mouth when eating, were two different people in front of Wen Yan.

If her mother knew that he washed dishes and went to the hospital to take care of her family day and night, her jaw would probably drop.

All in all, she had never enjoyed the slightest care from Gong Xuan.

Passing the filled soup to Gong Xuan, Mrs. Gong asked calmly: "Son, what have you been busy with recently? You haven't been home for so long?"

Gong Xuan picked up the bowls and chopsticks and said casually: "I'm busy making money for you to spend."

When Mrs. Gong saw that Gong Xuan was not telling her the truth, she said, "You don't have a girlfriend? And why don't you seem to have moved in the past two years? What's the matter, are you not interested in women? Have you changed your taste?"

After Mrs. Gong finished speaking, Gong Xuan almost sprayed her face with a mouthful of soup. He looked at his mother with disgust and said, "If you have nothing to do, read less novels and less videos."

Gong Xuan ignored her question. Mrs. Gong sat opposite him, handed her mobile phone to Gong Xuan seriously, and then asked: "Son, who is this girl? Why are you in such a good mood to accompany others to the supermarket?"

"How long have we been together? Should you bring it back to your dad and I? Should we prepare for the wedding?"

Mrs. Gong was playing mahjong with someone in the afternoon, and someone said she saw her son accompanying the little girl to the supermarket.

At that time, Mrs. Gong waved her hand directly: "No way, it is impossible for my son to go to the supermarket. I can't even tell him to go to the supermarket. How can he accompany the little girl to the supermarket? You must have read it wrong."

Gong Xuan has talked to many girlfriends, and she believes him when they say he visits car 4S stores and luxury goods stores, but she has never seen him visit a supermarket.