The Wenhao system helped me become a killer

Auntie San watched Shen Wenjiao dress up beautifully and leave on a rickshaw. She turned around and looked at her daughter Xiujie, and opened her mouth to compare them. But in the end, she could only sigh deeply and return to her room in a bad mood.

Ms. Feng Ya was used to her sister-in-law's behavior. There was nothing she could do. Even though she didn't have a son now, she had a capable and promising daughter, so she could be relied on.

However, everyone has supported each other over the years, and Ms. Feng Ya rarely stabs her sister-in-law in the heart. There is no need for that.

She looked through the window at the dimly lit courtyard and said with anticipation, "It would be great if Jiaojiao could find a lover who could protect her for the rest of her life~"

Even though Ms. Feng Ya herself has not met a reliable man, as a mother she always hopes that her daughter can meet a good man.

After Feng's mother had packed up the scattered things, she saw her standing at the window, looked over curiously, and muttered something under her breath.

"Madam, it's a little early for you to think about this. I think Miss hasn't figured it out yet! Look at how Miss behaves on a daily basis. She doesn't have any girlish thoughts at all. I think Miss cares more about food than men."

They are so old, and now they run their own small shop. They come into contact with so many people every day. Some things are not said, but they are open in their hearts. Her daughter has not grown up at all! She has no such thoughts and ideas in this regard, otherwise the young man living upstairs would come and go at the door all day long.

Her lady didn't feel anything at all.

Shen Wenjiao: How perverted must she be to fall for a ten-year-old boy passing by the door!

"Alas, why can't you grow up? In two years, you'll be twenty, and people upstairs will gossip about you." Ms. Feng Ya was also confused. If it was still in Datong, if her daughter hadn't married at this age, she would probably be criticized by her aunts and uncles. They might even make up stories that Shen Wenjiao had a hidden disease or that she had too high standards.

In Shanghai, it is generally not too late for a few years! There was a war in the past two years and Shen Wenjiao was also in school, but isn't the situation better now? You can't just stay single forever!

(During the Republic of China period, the marriage age was between 18 and 20 for men and 16 and 18 for women. However, in North China and Northeast China, earlier marriages were prevalent.)

"Let's take another look. The young lady is still young! I feel that no one is worthy of our young lady~" Aunt Feng looked proudly at the full of books on the bookshelf in the living room. Her young lady is a talented person who can write novels and take photos.

Ms. Feng Ya was so amused by what Feng Ma said that she burst into laughter. "Come on! I think it's not that I'm not worthy of Jiaojiao, but Jiaojiao has no chance to go out and meet people. You are the one who dotes on her the most~"

This statement actually hits the nail on the head. There is probably a hint of transference of feelings. Mother Feng dotes on Shen Wenjiao even more than her biological mother, Ms. Feng Ya.

It's the kind of doting that involves preparing meals and delivering them to the child's bed.

"I'm not wrong. How many of those incompetent men are worthy of our young lady? If you want to do the same to us, if it is really like that, I would rather the young lady never get married for the rest of her life to avoid sadness and harm to her body in the future." Aunt Feng muttered in a very low voice.

Ms. Feng Ya found it difficult to respond to this. It seemed that no one in her family had a smooth marriage. Even the third brother who seemed honest at the beginning turned out to be a cruel and heartless person.

The two were concentrating on talking about Shen Wenjiao! In fact, Shen Wenjiao also talked about her mother at this moment.

Editor Chen complimented her casually, "Ms. Feng is dressed really well today. She looks much more dazzling than usual~"

In fact, as a middle-aged man, Editor Chen was very careful to keep a distance from Shen Wenjiao, a young and beautiful female writer, and rarely looked at Shen Wenjiao's appearance and makeup. At this moment, the conversation just came to this point.

Shen Wenjiao could tell that this was just a polite remark, but she was actually in a pretty good mood as it was a rare occasion for her to dress up beautifully to attend the party.

She raised her head a little proudly and said proudly, "Of course it's good. My mother spent a lot of time drawing this for me~"

Editor Chen took a rare peek to observe Shen Wenjiao carefully, and replied with a sympathetic heart, "Yes~"

How could he say that he didn't see much difference? This topic is a bit difficult to continue.

Editor Chen rubbed his hands uncomfortably, thinking of what Ms. Feng Ya had asked him to do before leaving, asking him to help keep an eye out for any young talents that Shen Wenjiao had met. It was really a little embarrassing for a grown man like him to do such a matchmaking thing!

The rickshaw quickly arrived at the banquet venue. It was a small banquet, and most of the people who came were acquaintances in the cultural circle. That was why Editor Chen felt more at ease to bring Shen Wenjiao to such a banquet.

Perhaps most of the people coming to today's banquet are intellectuals. The banquet venue is not luxuriously decorated, but rather very elegant. Most of the people inside are well-dressed and gather in groups of three or five good friends, talking in low voices.

In the center of the banquet, a girl in a well-dressed little dress was playing the piano attentively. What surprised Shen Wenjiao was that there was also a young man in a tuxedo standing aside to play along.

Editor Chen saw the two focal points as soon as he came in, and his face suddenly turned bad. Why did these lawless guys come? If I had known earlier, I would not have attended this banquet. They are a bunch of troublemakers.

Shen Wenjiao didn't notice the change in Editor Chen's expression, and followed him to a tea table. At this time, there were already three people sitting at this position.

A middle-aged man with a slightly bald head, about the same age as Editor Chen, and a pretty woman in her early twenties sitting next to him. There was also a young man in a suit who looked a bit like an elite lawyer.

"Hey, Lao Chen. You're a little late today! Who is this?" The middle-aged man, Editor Cao, looked Shen Wenjiao up and down with a somewhat dishonest look in his eyes. His tone of voice was also very frivolous and disrespectful.

Editor Chen turned around to slightly block the other person's line of sight, and said with a smile, "This is also an author under my command. I am bringing him out to see the world. Lao Cao, are you guys done with the discussion?"

It seemed that Editor Chen's words touched a sore spot. Shen Wenjiao looked at Lao Cao and the corner of her mouth twitched. "Yeah! You guys chat, I won't bother you. Mr. Xiao, I'm sorry to bother you this time."

"Don't worry, Editor Cao, Mr. Yiming was a little careless this time. I will go to the police station tomorrow to say hello, and he will be released. You'd better persuade him more in the future. There is no need to make such a meaningless sacrifice. Being alive is more important than anything else~"