I read the minds of the whole family and I eat the melon, but the cannon fodder wife of the wealthy

It was noon in the blink of an eye, and the sun was shining brightly.

Qiao Yuan wiped the sweat from her forehead, touched her sunburned cheeks, and decided to go to the nearby tree to enjoy the cool air. There were already three guests standing there.

As soon as Qiao Yuan walked over, she saw Lin Youhua, who was hiding quietly under the tree, left immediately, walking in a hurry.

Qiao Yuan looked back in confusion.

It's really strange. Somehow, she always feels that Lin Youhua avoids her like a snake and a scorpion.

Han Ling was leaning against a tree to enjoy the cool air. He was waving a fan gracefully, and there was something indescribably charming about his movements.

Finding that he was staring in one direction intently, Qiao Yuan followed his gaze curiously.

Fu Xiyan was working hard with a hoe. He had taken off his coat and was only wearing a sleeveless undershirt. He was tall and well-built, but his bulging muscles were not greasy or exaggerated, and he was sweating from the sun.

Especially his sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and his youthful face look absolutely stunning together.

Qiao Yuan nodded silently in her heart. To a certain extent, Fu Xiyan was indeed quite popular with a certain group.

Han Ling smiled. He noticed Qiao Yuan next to him and asked her with a smile: "How is it? Do you also think he is extremely handsome?"

Perhaps because Qiao Yuan's appearance seemed too innocent, Han Ling did not list her as a threatening figure.

Qiao Yuan nodded and shook her head: "He is very handsome."

Han Ling laughed: "You have vision, and don't you think he looks... big? I mean strong."

Qiao Yuan was still surprised by his boldness.

As if thinking of something, Han Ling glanced at the camera next to him and seemed to explain to the audience in the live broadcast room: "Every time I see him, I feel my heart surge. He, I... really want to be like him and have him." With a figure like that, I get criticized every time I shoot for being a wasted person, but it’s not my fault that my body fat percentage is low.”

Qiao Yuan said with disbelief: "Oh."

I didn't notice that my heart was surging, but I could tell that my heart was brimming with love.

Han Ling was amused by her performance: "How old are you this year? Can minors participate in the show? Did your parents sign the contract for you?"

Qiao Yuan paused: "I am already twenty-one years old, do I look so young?"

A flash of surprise flashed in Han Ling's eyes: "Yes, I thought you were seventeen or eighteen years old, maybe because you have some baby fat and look younger..."

"Thank you."

After a day's work, the guests, who were tired and had backaches, went home together.

Lunch was cooked in turn, and this time it was Lin Youhua's turn. He was busy working, but the food he cooked was not as delicious as everyone expected.

Meng Yuan looked at him with a smile: "Brother Lin, doesn't he make soup for my sister-in-law at home all day long? Doesn't my sister-in-law have such a good appetite?"

Lin Youhua did not answer but instead immediately looked in the direction of Qiao Yuan. He was inexplicably relieved when he found that she was lowering her head to eat, but the next second she saw Qiao Yuan raising her head.

[Lin Youhua knows how to cook any kind of soup, all of which are performed for others to see. They all say that loving a wife is the best medical beauty for a man. But having said that, although he has never made soup for his wife, he has made soup for his sister-in-law, and his sister-in-law too...]

"No, stop, stop..." Lin Youhua's face was full of panic, and the next second he knelt down in front of Qiao Yuan.

The faces of the guests present were very exciting, and they didn't know which one should be surprised at the moment. Whether it was the explosive information revealed by Qiao Yuan or Lin Youhua kneeling down, they couldn't relax.

Qiao Yuan still had rice stuffed in her cheeks. She looked at Lin Youhua blankly: "Brother Lin, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm really sorry. I didn't take you seriously from the beginning and even deliberately made things difficult for you. I have recognized my mistakes. Just let me go..."

Lin Youhua lowered his head, but he still couldn't escape after all... If Qiao Yuan continues to act like this, he may become infamous and be despised by thousands of people.

Originally, he was a senior person respected by everyone in the industry, and the guests would obey his arrangements. But now he seems to have become a street rat, unable to hold his head up in this show.

He strongly suspected that Qiao Yuan was sent by a hostile artist to prank him, and he didn't even have the ability to resist.

They say that if you do bad things, you will be punished. He didn't believe it before, but now he does.

Qiao Yuan came back to her senses. She remembered that she was still a little transparent in the entertainment industry. How could she bear the kneeling of a first-line movie star, so she hurriedly pulled Lin Youhua up.

Lin Youhua refused to get up: "I will get up if you promise to let me go."

Qiao Yuan's face was full of doubts: "Why didn't I let you go?"

"you……"

Qiao Yuan looked at the camera not far away and urged him: "Get up quickly, Brother Lin, you're going to hurt me."

Fu Xiyan reached out and pulled Lin Youhua up: "Okay, you scared her."

[What's wrong with Film Emperor Lin? Why did he kneel down out of nowhere? ]

[It turns out that Lin Youhua was really deliberately making things difficult for Qiao Yuan at that time. This apology was sincere and sincere enough, but he didn't have this attitude before. Is there any reason to blame Qiao Yuan? ]

[Maybe it’s because I know that Qiao Yuan’s family is very rich. After all, going through the back door is not something ordinary families can do. ]

……

As the evening approached, someone complained that the food was too bland, so the other guests nodded in agreement.

"It's nice to have mountains, water and beautiful scenery here, but it's too plain in my mouth. Everything is potatoes and radishes. I kind of want to eat meat."

Han Ling said: "Then let's go hunting in the mountains."

The other guests looked at him inexplicably.

Meng Yuan said: "The mountain is just a steep slope. Where can I find prey?"

Bai Zhou suggested: "Let's go look around and see if there are any kind-hearted people."

Meng Yuan hesitated a little: "But if we are unfamiliar with the place, people may not entertain us."

Qiao Yuan said: "Didn't we just come back from digging potatoes today? Let's exchange that with the villagers."

The guests nodded and thought this was the best solution at present.

The group set off and soon locked onto a house.

Meng Yuan knocked on the door: "Is there anyone there?"

The sound of slippers being kicked came, and with a noise, the door was opened, and an old lady poked her head out: "Who are you looking for?"

Bai Zhou cleared his throat: "Hello, we are here to record a show, come here..."

Before she finished speaking, she heard the excited voice of the aunt: "Ah, aren't you Yuanyuan? Are you coming to my house as a guest?"

Qiao Yuan took a closer look and realized that this person looked familiar: "Aunt Liu?"

"Oh, it's me. You left in a hurry this morning. Didn't I tell you to come home with me to eat dumplings stuffed with pickled cabbage?"

"I was in a hurry to record the show and forgot about it."

"It's not too late to come over now." Aunt Liu looked to the side and seemed to remember these people: "Are these all your friends?"