The modern daily life of a beauty boss

After saying this, Jin Puyi looked at his brother's face and asked, "Brother, did you not sleep well last night?"

Jin Xiuheng raised his eyes slightly.

"Ah."

"Why, I had a good sleep last night. The bed was soft, the quilt was warm, and the pillows had been exposed to the sun before. It was very comfortable to sleep on."

This colleague brought breakfast to the table. Jin Xiuheng was too lazy to reply to his brother's words and only said: "Eat."

Seeing that his brother obviously didn't want to bring up this topic anymore, Jin Puyi smiled and nodded discerningly.

"okay."

……

In the Wen family villa, everyone was getting up one after another at this time.

"Xiao Yu still wakes up so early."

Old Mrs. Wen is old and sleepless. She and her husband are usually the first to get up at home. When she saw Lin Yu downstairs, she was still a little surprised.

"Grandma, Grandpa, I'm used to the schedule, so I get up almost at the same time and can't fall asleep."

Hearing this, the old man said: "Don't young people nowadays like to stay in bed and sleep in their cages? They are all at home anyway. Although the schedule is healthy, it does not need to be followed all the time."

The old man who had been strict with himself for most of his life now had a completely different standard for Lin Yu.

The old lady also said: "Yes, your grandpa and I just don't sleep enough, otherwise we would have to sleep more."

At this time, Wen Yao and Lin Yuan came down from upstairs together.

"Mom and Dad, please stop talking about Xiao Yu. He has been like this since he was a child and has already developed a habit."

Seeing Lin Yuan, the old man thought of something and asked suspiciously: "Is it possible that your family's method of cultivating heirs forced my grandson to develop these habits?"

Lin Yuan couldn't help but straighten up when his father-in-law noticed this, just like when he asked to marry Wen Yao, he didn't dare to say anything wrong.

However, when he heard what happened later, Lin Yuan smiled helplessly.

"Dad, it's nothing."

Wen Yao also said: "Dad, you are exaggerating. Although the future property of the Lin family will eventually be handed over to Xiao Yu, we now respect his own wishes in life."

At this time, the two elders looked at Lin Yu together, as if seeking confirmation from themselves.

Lin Yu chuckled and said: "It's true, it's just a personal habit. My father never forced me to learn or do anything. I became a coach in Province G because I was interested in the environment there. .”

Seeing that Lin Yu said so himself, and it didn't look like a lie, the two elders felt a little relieved.

For families like theirs now, what they care most about is not whether their children and grandchildren will have a great future. They all want their children to live a happy life.

When the family of three was about to go back, the two elders, uncle and aunt prepared many gifts in return. Of course, the most satisfying thing was the bacon made by the uncle and Wen Heming.

"It's nice to keep these cured meats when you take them back. You can keep them for a while. You can take them out when you want to eat them. You don't have to be reluctant to part with them. When they are gone and you still want to eat them, just give me a call. Once it’s done, I’ll send it to you personally.”

Wen Yao smiled and replied to her brother: "I won't be reluctant. Recently, many children have come to the house, and I will let them all have a taste of your craftsmanship."

At this time, Wen Zhengqian remembered the Lin family's training for the juniors of the right age and nodded.

"Of course, I told you to do whatever you want with it."

Hearing this, Wen Yao joked: "Then it's okay if I just take it and throw it away?"

Wen Zhengqian clicked his tongue.

"I don't have a problem with it if it's broken. It would be a pity if it was thrown away if it was good. If you don't want to eat it, why don't you give it to my nephew? My nephew likes it."

Different from his sister's gentle and artistic style, Wen Zhengqian usually looks like a good-looking, simple man. If it weren't for his excellent genes and his talent, outsiders would think that he is just a handsome uncle with a bold personality. Never associate him with the usually resolute real estate tycoon.

Wen Zhengqian said and looked at Lin Yu. He raised his chin and said, "Really?"

Lin Yu nodded cooperatively.

"Yes, the cured meats made by my uncle are delicious. I like them very much. If mom doesn't like them, you can give them to me."

Looking at the uncle and nephew who were "colluding" together, Wen Yao raised her eyebrows.

"Who said I don't want it anymore? I didn't even have enough of it yesterday."

The whole family was joking and joking, things were packed up, and it was time to leave.

"Be careful on the road, thank you for your hard work, Tong family boy."

The old lady looked at Tong Han with a kind smile and said.

Tong Han followed him over. When Lin Yu received the New Year's money and New Year's gifts, he also got a share. When Wen Yao came over by herself occasionally, Tong Han drove the car, so the Wen family knew him.

"I remember the old lady."

Several people said goodbye at the door. When Wen Yao got in the car, she suddenly thought of something and called Xie Yunmiao to come over.

"What's wrong, little aunt?"

Wen Yao said: "There is an art exhibition next month. Are you interested in going to see it with me?"

Xie Yunmiao was still a bit unresponsive. Although he learned something about his aunt from Wen Heming, he still didn't know Wen Yao's status in the art world.

Seeing this, Wen Heming, who followed over, said hurriedly: "If you are interested, thank you, auntie. Miaomiao will trouble you then."

"What's the matter?"

Wen Yao smiled and waved her hands.

"Then let's go. I'll have someone send you the invitation then."

After the car had driven away and the Wen family returned to the house, Xie Yunmiao remembered and asked, "Is my little aunt's name Wen Yao?"

Generally, when juniors meet their elders, they won't ask their names for no reason, so Xie Yunmiao doesn't even know her aunt's name.

Seeing that his lover had come to his senses, Wen Heming said, "Yes, so what I said yesterday is that if my aunt chooses a gift, she might give her a gallery."

Wen Yao's name can be said to be well-known in the art world. At first, she used a pseudonym. However, after her status in the industry reaches a certain level, she will inevitably have to attend some occasions, and her real name will inevitably be known.

Xie Yunmiao couldn't help but feel a little annoyed that the senior whom she admired was chatting with her right in front of her and she was not aware of it.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Wen Heming smiled.

"If you feel that you have missed a good opportunity to communicate with celebrities and seniors, then don't worry. Didn't my little aunt just say that she would take you to an art exhibition? There will be many opportunities in the future, and yesterday was our family reunion. You There’s no chance to talk about those artistic things.”

"Too."

After thinking about it, Xie Yunmiao stopped worrying about it. Speaking of which, he was very lucky and could no longer worry about such innocuous things.