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

Wen Ying watched helplessly as Fu Chuan carried Xu Yao around her and went downstairs. She lowered her eyes lonely, and her gentle eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of gray.

The pain in her lower back flared up again, and she shivered in pain.

Seeing Wen Ying's condition, Qiao Yuan seemed to have thought of something and hurriedly walked to her side: "Are you okay? Does your waist hurt?"

Qiao Yuan's concern made Wen Ying feel warmer. She gritted her teeth and sweat broke out on her forehead. However, she still shook her head and said, "I'm fine."

"Now is not the time to show off." Qiao Yuan looked at Fu Xiyan: "Can you contact the doctor here?"

Fu Xiyan nodded: "I'll call Dr. Zhang right now."

Wen Ying's injury was on her lower back. Fu Xiyan had already left the room first. Qiao Yuan applied a layer of ointment on Wen Ying according to Dr. Zhang's instructions: "Apply this ointment twice a day. The doctor said it will be good after one week." Yes, remember not to get wet."

Wen Ying's muffled voice came: "Thank you...Thanks to you."

Wen Ying held Qiao Yuan's hand and sat up from the bed. She said, "I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Wen Ying."

"My name is Qiao Yuan."

Wen Ying smiled, as gentle as her name: "I remember you, you are Brother Beixiao's fiancée, right? By the way, I also saw you on TV, that is... the one directed by Fu Chuan Variety show."

A ringtone rang, and Wen Ying took out her mobile phone and looked at it: "It must be my mother urging me to go back."

Qiao Yuan was a little worried: "Does your waist still hurt? Can you move around?"

Wen Ying had already gotten out of bed. She shook her head and said, "It's much better now. Thank you. I'll treat you to dinner another day, so I'll leave first."

Qiao Yuan nodded and watched Wen Ying's figure disappear in front of her.

*

Jingyi is approaching its 70th anniversary, and all departments of the school are very busy. The club Qiao Yuan joined is the school's publicity department, which is mainly responsible for the publicity work of the school anniversary.

The task assigned to Qiao Yuan was relatively easy. She needed to cooperate with a senior sister to design promotional slogans.

After the design work was finished, it was already five o'clock in the evening. The senior sister raised her head and glanced at the sky outside: "It turns out it's already so late. Thank you for your hard work, senior sister. I will print out the renderings tomorrow and show the final result to the minister. If there are no problems, our work will be done.”

The senior sister put the drawing paper on the table into her backpack. She smiled at Qiao Yuan and said, "That's the end of our mission today. I'll leave first."

Qiao Yuan nodded: "Goodbye, senior sister."

After packing her bag, Qiao Yuan was about to leave the self-study classroom when she was suddenly stopped.

The monitor was a fat boy with a trendy Korean haircut and black-rimmed glasses. He gasped slightly: "So you are really here. I have been looking for you for a long time."

Qiao Yuan put the bag on her shoulder: "Squad leader, what can I do?"

The monitor said: "Didn't you sign up for the school anniversary performance some time ago? The instructor asked me to come over and ask about your progress. You and Bai Zhou are the only ones in our class who have signed up. You two have worked hard to win a trophy for our class."

If it weren't for the monitor's reminder, Qiao Yuan would have almost forgotten about it. The registration for the performance was registered by the original host. She hasn't practiced much since she came here. It seems that she will have to work harder in the next few days.

Seeing that Qiao Yuan suddenly stopped talking, the squad leader asked in confusion: "Why don't you talk? Is the progress now slower? Then you have to work harder, there are only a few days until the school anniversary."

"Okay, don't worry, squad leader, I will be ready."

The squad leader nodded: "Okay, then I'll go back and follow up with the instructor, but don't be too nervous. If it's too full, you'll lose."

Qiao Yuan came to the school gate with her bag and quickly found the driver who came to pick her up. When she opened the door, she only saw Fu Xiyan.

Fu Xiyan's long legs were crossed, and when he glanced at Qiao Yuan, he said, "Why did you finish school so late today? Didn't you have no class in the last period?"

Qiao Yuan came in with her head lowered and sat next to Fu Xiyan: "I was just discussing the slogan promotion with my senior sister."

"School anniversary?"

Qiao Yuan nodded.

"It turns out that there are really people who join such a boring department."

"It's just mixed credits."

Qiao Yuan saw that the driver had started the engine: "Where is Bai Zhou?"

Fu Xiyan's face turned pale: "She left a long time ago. She was anxious to go on a date with Lin Meng and went home to change clothes."

Qiao Yuan nodded, but she didn't find it strange at all. She seemed to have thought of something: "By the way, did you sign up for the program on the school anniversary?"

"No, I have a concert tour that day, but it's a pity that I can't watch her performance..."

*

As soon as Qiao Yuan entered the living room, she saw Xia Yunwan sitting on the sofa approving documents, but her face was shrouded in dark clouds. She had been in this state since she came back from her old house yesterday.

Fu Xuezhi was beside her to comfort her.

Qiao Yuan walked over and said with a smile: "Auntie, I learned a new magic trick today. Do you want to see it?"

Xia Yunwan looked up and saw Qiao Yuan, smiling: "What magic?"

Qiao Yuan took out a tissue and lit it on fire. She put her fingers over the tissue and the burning tissue turned into a bouquet of roses in the next second.

She handed the rose over: "For your aunt."

Xia Yunwan opened her eyes wide in surprise, smiled and took the rose from Qiao Yuan's hand, and finally smiled happily: "Thank you Yuan'er, it's a very beautiful rose, I like it very much. That fire just now... your hands were not hurt. Right? Let me see it quickly."

Qiao Yuan smiled and shook her head: "The fire is just a cover-up, a magic trick I just learned."

Fu Xuezhi said with a smile: "It's indeed very interesting. Yuan'er, remember to teach me when you are free. I will also use this trick to make my mother happy."

Qiao Yuan responded: "No problem."

Brisk footsteps were heard upstairs. It turned out to be Bai Zhou coming downstairs in a skirt. She had put on light makeup on her face, looking shy and sweet like a girl.

Xia Yunwan had been in a bad mood for the past two days. Seeing Bai Zhou like this, she thought of the annoying Lin Meng: "Zhou'er, where are you going?"

Bai Zhou paused, an unnatural look flashed across his face: "I want to go out on a date."

"Dating who?"

"...Lin Meng."

"Don't go."

Bai Zhou seemed completely unaware of what was wrong with Xia Yunwan's expression: "Why?! I am already an adult, why do you interfere with my freedom?!"

"I'm your mother!"

Bai Zhou stamped his foot angrily: "You always look at me like I'm guarding a criminal. Your desire for control really makes me suffocate!"

She went upstairs in tears.

Xia Yunwan's face became even worse, and her head hurt because of her anger. She stretched out her hand to hold her head.

"Mom, are you okay?" Fu Xuezhi massaged Xia Yunwan's temples: "Are you feeling better?"

Xia Yunwan said nothing.

Fu Xuezhi sighed: "Zhou'er is too willful."