My bodyguard is super cold

Come on, one day, Shen Huan will definitely see you as the lover by his side, then I'll go first, my boyfriend is here to pick me up! "

When Jiang Xing'an was still in the ward, he sent a message to Wen Hongyuan. Wen Hongyuan insisted on coming to pick him up. Jiang Xing'an originally said no, but Wen Hongyuan insisted.

Then in Shen Huan's ward, Shen's mother saw that Jiang Xing'an had left, and sat back in front of Shen Huan's bed again.

"Huanhuan, tell mom the truth, do you still like that kid named Jiang!"

Shen Huan lowered his head, then nodded lightly.

She did still like Jiang Xing'an, but she knew that Jiang Xing'an didn't like herself.

"Good girl, mom knows." Mother Shen patted Shen Huan on the back.

As long as her daughter still likes Jiang Xing'an, then she will never give in, she will definitely let Jiang Xing'an marry her daughter, and then be happy!

It was almost evening when I left the hospital.

Wen Hongyuan said that we would have dinner together later, and Jiang Xing'an was waiting at the intersection of the hospital, counting ants.

He firmly believed that he and Shen Huan would have different happiness.

Not long after, I saw Wen Hongyuan's car.

In fact, it was a bit troublesome for Wen Hongyuan to pick him up, because Jiang Xing'an himself also drove here.

In this case, his car can only be driven back by a substitute driver.

But this kind of trouble is nothing to Jiang Xing'an at all, and it's not easy to find a substitute driver.

"Why are you wearing so little?" Wen Hongyuan frowned slightly when he saw Jiang Xing'an huddled by the side of the road.

"It's a lot, I don't feel cold." Jiang Xing'an quickly retreated into the car.

"Hands are so cold and I don't feel cold." Wen Hongyuan said while turning up the temperature of the air conditioner in the car. "Wen Hongyuan, how dare you attack me!" Jiang Xing'an couldn't hear what others said about him, and instantly became unhappy.

Wen Hongyuan sighed and said, "I'm not trying to offend you, I'm just afraid that you'll catch a cold, which will be very uncomfortable."

Jiang Xing'an felt that he was physically strong, and his eight-pack abs were not for nothing.

"I won't catch a cold."

But the next day, Jiang Xing'an regretted saying such a sentence.

Because on the second day, he really caught a cold!

Damn, when did his crow's mouth become so effective.

Jiang Xing'an nestled under the quilt, sucked his nose, and died of discomfort.

But he went back to his new home last night, and Wen Hongyuan was not by his side.

Jiang Xing'an didn't dare to tell Wen Hongyuan yet, and Wen Hongyuan would definitely talk about it in front of him for a long time, saying that he didn't dress properly and so on.

Jiang Xing'an has always been a person who pays attention to his appearance, Wen Hongyuan is just like his mother nagging, Jiang Xing'an will definitely not listen, but now that he has a cold, it may be that he waited for a while at the hospital gate yesterday, Wen Hongyuan also reminded Dressing myself.

Jiang Xing'an felt that he had a good physique, so he might bear it and pass.

So Jiang Xing'an didn't tell Wen Hongyuan, and sent Wen Hongyuan a message saying that he had arrived at the company, but in fact he was still blowing his nose under the covers.

Jiang Xing'an feebly raised his hand, picked up his phone, and sent a message to Xiao Li, asking him to bring him food and cold medicine at noon.

After sending the message, Jiang Xing'an lay down and fell asleep for a while, and fell asleep in a daze. When he woke up again, he heard the sound of the doorbell.

"Come on, wait a minute!"

Jiang Xing'an went out directly wrapped in a quilt, it should be Xiao Li who brought him lunch.

Jiang Xing'an opened the door without thinking about anything, but when he saw the person standing at the door, he was taken aback for a moment. He realized that illness can really make people stupid, and they can't even turn their minds.

"You... why are you here..." Jiang Xing'an blinked and looked at Wen Hongyuan at the door.

That's right, it's Wen Hongyuan, not Xiao Li.

Wen Hongyuan came in and closed the door, holding cold medicine in one hand and an insulated box in the other.

Wen Hongyuan put the cold medicine in the hand that was holding the insulated box, then freed one hand, and pressed the back of his hand to Jiang Xingan's forehead.

Wen Hongyuan's hands were warm, while Jiang Xing'an's forehead was hot.

"You have a fever, go to the hospital."

"Hey, hey..." Jiang Xing'an quickly pulled Wen Hongyuan back: "I don't have a fever, really, I don't go to the hospital."

Wen Hongyuan frowned, obviously unhappy, pursed his lips without saying a word, just looked at Jiang Xing'an like that.

Jiang Xing'an was stupefied by Wen Hongyuan's eyes, and he couldn't help but lower his head: "I...why are you here? My name is Xiao Li.

Dude, you betrayed me! "

Jiang Xing'an gritted his teeth, and silently wrote down Xiao Li's account in his heart!

"It has nothing to do with Xiao Li. Why didn't you go to the hospital when you were sick? Why didn't you tell me?"

Wen Hongyuan's voice couldn't help but get a little louder, not because Jiang Xing'an got mad at him.

If he hadn't called Jiang Xing'an, Jiang Xing'an's cell phone was turned off, and he would call Xiao Li again. Xiao Li said that Jiang Xing'an was sick and didn't go to the company, so he didn't even know about Jiang Xing'an's illness.

"I...I..." Jiang Xing'an was dejected, and I didn't say why after several times, after all, it was my fault.

Seeing Jiang Xing'an bowing his head, admitting his mistake, and Jiang Xing'an's illness again, Wen Hongyuan couldn't help himself.

In the end, he pulled Jiang Xingan into his arms softly and hugged him carefully: "Okay, okay, I didn't kill you, you should go to the hospital if you are sick."

"But I don't want to go to the hospital. I don't think I have a fever. I'll be fine tomorrow after taking the medicine." Jiang Xing'an's heart was soft.

"Then you go to bed and lie down first, and take the medicine. If the fever doesn't subside tonight, you have to go to the hospital."

"You are so kind." Jiang Xing'an hugged Wen Hongyuan, acting like a baby without realizing it.

The corners of Wen Hongyuan's mouth curled up. Originally, he was angry when he came on the road. He clearly thought that he must reason with Jiang Xing'an, but now that he saw Jiang Xing'an like this, he lost all temper.

Wen Hongyuan carried Jiang Xing'an back to the bed, first gave Jiang Xing'an the porridge he brought, and then poured a glass of warm water, took out the medicine, and asked Jiang Xing'an to swallow it.

Then he took out the thermometer and took Jiang Xing'an's temperature, which was 39 degrees.

Jiang Xing'an's cheeks were all red, and he seemed to have no strength at all.

Jiang Xing'an, who was usually lively and explosive at one point, was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, looking uncomfortable, and Wen Hongyuan's heart felt uncomfortable. He wished that he was the one who got sick instead of Jiang Xing'an.

Wen Hongyuan looked at Jiang Xingan from the side. Jiang Xingan slept a little too much and didn't really want to sleep, but his mind was very dizzy.

"If it's really uncomfortable, we'll go to the hospital."

"No, I don't want to go to the hospital." Jiang Xing'an shrank into the quilt: "You turn up the temperature of the air conditioner for me."

Wen Hongyuan looked at the air conditioner that was turned on to [-] degrees, and then raised it by two degrees.

Jiang Xing'an had already closed his eyes, Wen Hongyuan couldn't bear it, and kissed him on the lips.

Jiang Xing'an opened his eyes and looked at the face that was close at hand.

Because of his fever, his breathing was much hotter than usual, and all of it was sprayed on Wen Hongyuan's face.

Jiang Xing'an moved: "Well, don't kiss me, it will infect you." It's okay, then I will get sick with you. "

Wen Hongyuan, I think you are so handsome!

In the evening, Jiang Xing'an's high fever did not subside. Wen Hongyuan took Jiang Xing'an's temperature every half an hour and recorded the results of each measurement.

Instead of falling, it burned even more.

Wen Hongyuan frowned and looked at the thermometer, then touched Jiang Xing'an's forehead with the back of his hand, it was scalding hot.

He picked up Jiang Xing'an and said, "I'll take you to the hospital."

"I don't want to go to the hospital. I'll be fine tomorrow, really!" Jiang Xing'an said in a daze, his voice very low.

In fact, he seldom gets sick. He has been strong and strong since he was a child.

That is to say, this kind of people who rarely get sick, once they get sick, they are menacing.

It's okay for Jiang Xing'an to go to the hospital to see others, but he resists in his heart when he goes to live in the hospital.

The last few days when he was in the hospital because of stomach bleeding, Jiang Xing'an felt that he almost put half his life in the hospital.

It's really hard to be in the hospital!

His throat felt very itchy and a little sore.

"Cough cough cough..." Jiang Xing'an just coughed out.

Now no matter what Jiang Xingan said, Wen Hongyuan would take him to the hospital.

When I arrived at the hospital, I had a series of examinations. The doctor said there was nothing wrong with it. It was just too cold recently and the flu was quite severe. That's why I caught a cold. I'll be fine if I take the medicine on time after the drip.

"Okay, thank you doctor." Wen Hongyuan sent the doctor out of the ward, and then stayed beside Jiang Xing'an.

Wen Hongyuan made the quilt for Jiang Xingan, then sat beside him, warming Jiang Xingan's hands.

Jiang Xing'an is not sleepy now, after all he has slept all day, he feels that taking the medicine is still helpful: "Wen Hongyuan, I want to play games

play. "

Wen Hongyuan: "..."

There is still a needle on the back of the hand, and I still have to play games when my mind is not clear...

"I'm now in Star Yao III. I haven't become the king yet. The season is coming to an end soon. I want to become the king." Jiang Xing'an is still thinking about his game.

As a RMB player who has racked up hundreds of thousands, Jiang Xing'an feels that if he is not the king, he will be sorry for his V8 account!

Wen Hongyuan: "..."

Wen Hongyuan held down Jiang Xing'an and told Jiang Xing'an not to move: "Lie down, don't play!"

"But tonight is the end of the season. If I don't go up, I won't be able to sleep well."

"Lie down." Wen Hongyuan still said the same thing.

"Hey, how about I go find a substitute?" Jiang Xing'an thought to himself, if he can't play by himself, then he can find a substitute.

His first reaction was to play for him instead of looking for Wen Hongyuan, because he didn't think Wen Hongyuan could play games.

People like Wen Hongyuan probably haven't even touched games.

Wen Hongyuan frowned: "What game?"

Jiang Xing'an replied: "Glory of the King!"

"Ah."

Jiang Xing'an opened his eyes and looked at Wen Hongyuan: "What are you, since you won't let me fight, then go and find me a substitute, who must be the king overnight."

"En." Wen Hongyuan still said "um" lightly.

Probably because the medicine he took contained sleeping ingredients. Jiang Xing'an, who didn't feel sleepy at first, felt drowsy again. He closed his eyes and fell asleep after a while.After Jiang Xing'an fell asleep, Wen Hongyuan picked up Jiang Xing'an's cell phone next to him.

There is no secret between him and Jiang Xing'an, and he also knows Jiang Xing'an's cell phone password.

Wen Hongyuan unlocked it, then found the King of Glory app on his phone, and clicked directly into it.

It's gaudy inside, Wen Hongyuan doesn't quite understand it, this is the first time he plays a game in his life.

He first followed the prompt and said something casually, and then he discovered that Jiang Xing'an had all heroes and all skins, he had both those that he bought with money and those that he didn't.After Wen Hongyuan played two rounds, he almost knew what was going on.

Jiang Xing'an woke up the next day, and the weather outside became clear. In the middle of the night, Wen Hongyuan called a nurse to pull out the drip.

Jiang Xing'an didn't know where Wen Hongyuan had gone, but he wasn't in the ward anyway.

After taking the medicine and taking the drip, Jiang Xing'an felt that he was much better, at least his head was not dizzy and his throat was not itchy anymore.

Jiang Xing'an picked up his phone to check the time, and it was 07:30 in the morning.

He suddenly thought of his own king, and he quickly opened the app to log in.

It took Jiang Xing'an a few more minutes to download the updated installation package, and then he couldn't wait to open the ranking, and saw the succession of ranks,

It is inherited from the king to the diamond.

Then he went to look at his own record, all winning streaks, and most of them were MVPs, Jiang Xing'an thought it was too cool to see this record.

He was really king last night! !

Jiang Xing'an is very happy. His skills are still good. He was the king of every season before. Isn't this season busy with a lot of things and no time to play games, that is, he only has time to play a few games recently. However, at the end of the season, everyone wanted to make the last wave, so it was super difficult to fight.

However, at this moment, Wen Hongyuan walked into the ward with breakfast.

Jiang Xing'an was very excited when he saw Wen Hongyuan: "Wen Hongyuan, where did you find the power leveling last night? The skills are good, and you can become the king in one night!" In fact, it didn't last one night, because the server was shut down for updates at twelve o'clock in the morning , so only a few hours.

"Eat breakfast first, and I'll ask the doctor to take your temperature." Wen Hongyuan was not in the ward because he went to buy breakfast for Jiang Xing'an.

Jiang Xing'an felt that he was fine, he could feel neither discomfort nor fever.

Jiang Xing'an held Wen Hongyuan back: "Tell me first where to find the proxy player. I think I may not have so much time to play this season. He has good skills. I want him to help me play this new season."

Wen Hongyuan: "...I didn't find a replacement."

"Huh?" Jiang Xing'an was puzzled: "If you didn't find a substitute, then who did you find and how did you get there?"

He never thought that it was Wen Hongyuan who played the game, because in his heart, it was impossible for Wen Hongyuan to play games.

Moreover, it is a technical content like a king, and most people will be a thief if they do not practice for a period of time, let alone a king, they may live forever in the eternal diamond!

Wen Hongyuan was very calm: "I did."

"You!" Jiang Xing'an's pupils were shocked now.

Oh my god, Wen Hongyuan can play games?And how many hours can you become the king?

This skill is too bad, even if it is a professional player, I am afraid that it is not so good in the high-end game where the masters gather.

"I don't believe it." Jiang Xing'an still felt that Wen Hongyuan was lying to him. How could Wen Hongyuan beat the king? This is simply nonsense.

"Eat breakfast first, I'll call the doctor." Wen Hongyuan didn't tell Jiang Xing'an about this matter.

In fact, he was indeed the one who played last night. Wen Hongyuan felt that this game was not too difficult, but it took more time.

Jiang Xing'an was still immersed in his achievements. He saw that the light porridge that Wen Hongyuan bought was not so delicate, so he just picked it up.

He ate the lunch brought by Wen Hongyuan at noon yesterday, and didn't eat it at night. He was really hungry.

Soon Wen Hongyuan called the doctor, the doctor took Jiang Xingan's temperature, the temperature was normal, and the fever subsided, but he still had to eat for two more days

Wen Hongyuan, I think you are so handsome!

Medicine, keep warm, otherwise it may be repeated in a short period of time.

Wen Hongyuan wrote down everything the doctor said, and what to eat and what not to eat during a cold.

Jiang Xing'an didn't worry about this before, but now he doesn't have to worry about it at all, and he has someone to worry about for him.

Jiang Xing'an was used to this kind of casualness. He held his mobile phone next to him, and seeing Wen Hongyuan listening to the doctor's words so seriously and confidently, he couldn't help being happy.

Fortunately, the person he's looking for for the rest of his life is Wen Hongyuan. If he finds a girlfriend, then he should serve her every day. Thinking about it, I feel creepy, it's too difficult!

After the doctor finished speaking, he left directly. Wen Hongyuan watched Jiang Xing'an staring at him unblinkingly, his pupils shone like they were filled with stars.

Wen Hongyuan came over: "What are you looking at?"

Jiang Xing'an has always been a person who speaks the truth, and there is no such word as shy in his world: "Of course it's about you, Wen Hongyuan, I think you're so handsome!"

Wen Hongyuan: "..."

"What I said is true!" Jiang Xing'an looked at Wen Hongyuan with a smile. He felt that Wen Hongyuan really looked good,

But at the end he added: "Although you are a little bit worse than me, but if I am the most handsome in the country, then you are the second most handsome!"

While praising Wen Hongyuan, he couldn't help but praise himself.

Wen Hongyuan looked at Jiang Xing'an, who was smiling very much, and he just recovered from his illness, and he was full of energy again.

Such a narcissistic Jiang Xing'an is really good, at least it's much better than lying on the bed with no energy at all and talking about not going to the hospital.

"The temperature is not high these few days. You must wear more clothes. You can't catch a cold anymore." Wen Hongyuan put on the clothes for Jiang Xing'an. Originally, Jiang Xing'an had a scarf around his neck, but Wen Hongyuan made his own When it reached Jiang Xing'an's neck, that is to say, Jiang Xing'an was wearing two scarves.

"Don't curse me, I won't catch a cold!" Jiang Xing'an was already wrapped into a ball by Wen Hongyuan.

He curled his lips: "You wrap me up like this so I'm not handsome."

Girls all like boys who are tall, thin, and have good manners. Look at him now, with such a good skin, he must have been tossed by Wen Hongyuan into the image of an old man.

"Aren't you the most handsome man in the country?"

Jiang Xing'an chuckled: "The number one handsome man can't wear a green military overcoat. You know that little old man who is the gatekeeper in my junior high school? He wears it like this every day!"

Jiang Xing'an looked at the green coat on his body, and now he felt that he was that little old man.

Wen Hongyuan couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth: "You are the prettiest.

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The ugly daughter-in-law always wants to see her in-laws

Jiang Xing'an's cold came and went like crazy, but he got better soon.

After all, Jiang Xing'an is managing the company now, and he can't ignore the company's affairs just because he is in a relationship, so he went to work in the company as soon as he recovered from the cold.

He moved out and didn't have to go home every day, but he would also call Jiang's mother every day to chat with him.

Going home at night, either he followed Wen Hongyuan home, or Wen Hongyuan followed him to the house he bought.

Anyway, two people are like glue.

Soon it was the weekend, Jiang's father asked Wen Hongyuan to go home for dinner.

Wen Hongyuan didn't have parents, so he didn't know how to get along with his elders. When the weekend came, he was still a little nervous.

Jiang Xing'an ruthlessly laughed at him: "Aren't you omnipotent? There's nothing to worry about seeing your parents. It's not like you haven't seen them before, and they won't eat you."

Wen Hongyuan was really nervous. When he was standing at Jiang Xing'an's door with a gift, his palms were covered with sweat.

"I'm afraid they don't like me." Wen Hongyuan was a little embarrassed. After all, this was his first time to meet Jiang Xing'an's parents.

Although I have met before, those few meetings were not very pleasant.

"How come, let me tell you, my mother likes you very much now. She heard the story of your childhood, and now she can't wait to treat you as his own son. My father is also very satisfied with you now. He thinks You are a young man with ideas."

Jiang Xing'an was also very happy that his parents were satisfied with Wen Hongyuan.

Jiang's father has indeed changed a lot towards Wen Hongyuan, because Wen Hongyuan is a responsible person. He never thought of running away from anything that happened, but trying to deal with it, including his attitude towards Jiang Xing'an. Father is quite satisfied.

There is a more important point, which is probably Wen Hongyuan's ability.

Wen Hongyuan's ability is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary people, in every aspect, especially his clever mind, he has his own unique set of ideas in terms of enterprise development and project planning, Jiang's father has been in the mall for so many years, what kind of person He is capable, and he can tell at a glance what kind of person is a waste.

Let's not talk about what Wen Hongyuan is like in life, at least Wen Hongyuan is very satisfied with Jiang's father in terms of work.

Wen Hongyuan knew that Jiang Xing'an was comforting him, and he abducted his son who had been raised for so many years. It would be nice if Jiang's father and Jiang mother didn't chase him with a knife, how could he still like him.

However, he is very grateful to Jiang Xing'an's parents for giving him such an opportunity, and he will definitely work hard to get their approval.

"Okay, don't think about it so much, if my parents know that you regard them as scourges and dare not go in at the door, they will live

The ugly daughter-in-law always wants to see her in-laws

angry. "Jiang Xing'an said, and then directly and generously took Wen Hongyuan's arm: "Let's go, go in, ugly daughter-in-law always wants to see her in-laws!" "

They went early, before noon.

Wen Hongyuan is rarely so nervous, he has always been able to handle all difficulties well, but in this aspect, Wen Hongyuan is not his forte.

Being teased by Jiang Xingan, Wen Hongyuan felt a lot more relaxed: "Let's go."

When Jiang Xing'an and Wen Hongyuan entered, Jiang's mother was still fiddling with the flowers and plants in the hall, while Jiang's father was sitting on the sofa solemnly, watching the financial channel.

"Mom and Dad, we're back." Jiang Xing'an pushed Wen Hongyuan.

Hearing the sound, Jiang's father didn't move, but Jiang's mother came over with a happy face.

"I'm home."

"Hello, Uncle and Aunt, my name is Wen Hongyuan, and I..." Wen Hongyuan was very nervous when he saw the parents, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

Jiang Xing'an elbowed him: "You don't need to introduce yourself, my mother knows that your name is Wen Hongyuan, and you are 27 years old."

"What are you talking about!" Jiang's mother hit Jiang Xing'an quietly, and then smiled and said to Wen Hongyuan: "Come in and sit down."

"Aunt, Uncle, this is a gift for you." Wen Hongyuan was still nervous. He didn't have this attitude when he met Jiang's mother before.

Jiang's mother's previous appearance, and talking to Wen Hongyuan alone, all have shadows in Wen Hongyuan's heart.

"Come here, and bring any gifts."

"Mom, just accept it quickly, Wen Hongyuan specially picked it for you." Jiang Xing'an was beside him, and his elbow turned out naturally.

Mother Jiang glanced at him angrily, and then accepted the gift.

"Then thank you, I'm really caring, Xing'an, take Xiao Wen to sit for a while, it's still early, and I can have lunch later." , the more pleasing to the eye.

When Jiang's mother passed by Jiang's father who was watching the news on the sofa with a gift, she said: "When Xiao Wen didn't come, you kept talking about why it wasn't the weekend yet, why didn't they come to see you? Come on, what are you doing, why not hurry up and chat with Xiao Wen."

Jiang's mother's ruthless demolition made Jiang's father feel uncomfortable.

Jiang Xing'an chuckled: "My dad is like this, he likes to pretend, let's go, let's see how long he will pretend!"

Father Jiang: "..."

How can a son talk about his father like that, he doesn't have such a son!

"Dad, don't watch TV, just look at me." Jiang Xing'an flicked to his father's face.

"What's interesting about you, don't block me from watching TV." Jiang's father kept a serious face.

How could Jiang Xing'an not know that his father also has such a problem, he just doesn't know how to get along with Wen Hongyuan, in fact, in his father's heart,

It should have been truly let go.

"If you don't want to see me, then look at your daughter-in-law!" Jiang Xing'an continued: "When I was still in college, you asked me to bring my daughter-in-law back, and now I bring it back for you. You ignore people."

Jiang Xing'an sighed: "You are more fickle than my mother."

Wen Hongyuan: "..."

Father Jiang: "..."

"Okay, you two come here, read the news, and then share your views." Jiang's father was still sitting on the sofa, motionless.

Jiang Xing'an was also convinced. His father felt like a high school teacher, and he didn't think so. What's so good about this financial news.

Jiang Xing'an was very disapproving. Just when he felt that his father was deliberately making things difficult for him, he heard a man's nice voice next to him.

"Actually, the recent economy has indeed been affected by the secret provocations from Country A. It is not a bad thing for those big companies to re-list in City H."

Wen Hongyuan began to talk about his own views, because the conversation was too in-depth, Jiang Xing'an seemed to understand, but felt that what Wen Hongyuan said was very reasonable.

Looking at his father's expression, he also nodded, it seems that he should be satisfied.

Then Jiang's father asked a few more questions about corporate finance and economics, which can be regarded as Wen Hongyuan's strength. Although he used to speak with his fists, in recent years, because Feng Sheng planned to completely turn black into white, Wen Hongyuan here On the one hand, great efforts have been made.

Therefore, Jiang's father's questions did not bother Wen Hongyuan at all.

In comparison, if Jiang's father was asked to chat with him about family matters, he might not know what to say, and he might still be nervous, but in this respect, Wen Hongyuan could definitely answer.

"Then what do you think..." Jiang's father said something first, but was directly interrupted by Jiang's mother.

"Okay, okay, this is home and not a company, what do you think, don't talk about business, come over for dinner." Jiang's mother said: "Xiao Wen, come and taste, these dishes are made by myself, uh. . . . that he himself expected others to do."

Jiang's mother is also a daughter who has been spoiled since she was a child. She really doesn't know much about cooking.

According to Jiang's mother, what she made can only be eaten by herself.

The four of them sat at the dinner table, and it was Wen Hongyuan's first time eating with his elders, so he was naturally nervous.

There are also home-cooked dishes on the table, four sets of bowls and chopsticks, it really feels like home.

Although Wen Hongyuan often cooked for himself in the past, it was completely different.

He always made it to eat alone. After meeting Jiang Xing'an, he would only feel happy when he had dinner with Jiang Xing'an.

"I don't know if you are used to eating. Try this. This is our aunt's specialty dish, and this taste is also good. An An didn't tell us what you like to eat. If these don't suit your taste Don’t be angry if you don’t, tell your aunt what you like, and she will ask someone to do it for you next time you come.”

"And this is what An An likes to eat. He has been picky eaters since he was a child."

Jiang's mother continued to pick up vegetables for Wen Hongyuan, and soon Wen Hongyuan's bowl was piled up into a small hill.

Jiang Xingjian acted displeased: "Since when did I become a picky eater? I am obviously well-fed, and Mom, I am your son. Why don't you bring food for me?"

"Go, eat your meal, don't make trouble." Jiang's mother treated Jiang Xing'an with a different expression, and she kept adding food to Wen Hongyuan: "Come on, Xiao Wen, eat more."

"Thank you, Auntie. I like to eat these very much." Wen Hongyuan served Jiang Xing'an with food without leaving any trace, and was actually very moved in his heart.

He was the one who shared the maternal love that belonged to Jiang Xing'an. If he wasn't there, the things in his bowl should have been given to Jiang Xing'an by Jiang's mother. For this, Wen Hongyuan still blamed himself.

So he has to treat Jiang Xing'an twice as well, at least return Jiang Xing'an's mother's share.

Jiang Xing'an saw the food that Wen Hongyuan put into his bowl, happily picked it up and put it into his mouth, and then couldn't help but sweetly said: "Mom, I think the food made today is very delicious!"

"As long as you eat a lot, you can see that you have eaten so much. Come on, Xiao Wen, eat more."

Jiang Xing'an: "..."

He suddenly felt that he was not his own.

secret conversation

After lunch, Jiang's father called Wen Hongyuan to the study room. Jiang Xing'an wanted to follow him in, but Jiang Hong stopped him at the door.

Jiang Hong should have something to say to Wen Hongyuan, but Jiang Xing'an didn't know what his father would say to Wen Hongyuan, so he was quite worried.

Jiang Xing'an looked at the closed study door, but chose to go back downstairs.

"Mom, do you know what my dad is going to tell Wen Hongyuan?" Jiang Xing'an wanted to know something from his mother, and began to insinuate.

"What are you worried about? Your dad will still eat people up." Jiang's mother was not worried at all, because she knew that Lao Jiang had completely accepted Wen Hongyuan, and even if she talked to Wen Hongyuan alone, the topic of the conversation was not dangerous.

"Aren't I worried about my dad? What if he thinks Wen Hongyuan is too good?"

What Jiang Xing'an got was a blank stare from his mother.

"By the way, son, Shen Huan..." Mother Jiang seemed to hesitate to speak.

"Huh? What's wrong with Shen Huan?" Jiang Xing'an gnawed on an apple and sat on the sofa.

"Your Uncle Shen talked to your dad about something yesterday, but mom didn't hear it. Anyway, your dad looked very bad at the time. I think it should be about Shen Huan." Mother Jiang really didn't know the details.

"Huh? But didn't we and Shen Huan's family make it very clear?"

And looking at Shen Huan's appearance, it doesn't look like he wants to marry him. Besides, Shen Huan still has Dr. Lu. Dr. Lu treats Shen Huan so well, he doesn't believe that Shen's father and mother can't see it.

Parents must always want to find someone who can treat their children well for the rest of their lives. Shen's father and Shen's mother should be able to tell that he is not Shen Huan's beloved. Dr. Lu really cares about Shen Huan.

"What's the use of making it clear, you are engaged, as long as Chen Huan is unwilling to regret the marriage, you can only be together." Mother Jiang said.

"Mom, don't bring such forced buying and selling. We are only engaged, and we haven't obtained a certificate. It doesn't count in law, and Shen Huan should not worry about marrying." Jiang Xing'an couldn't understand it. It's the 21st century, and thinking won't be so imprisoned.

"What are you talking about, anyway, I still have to listen to what your Uncle Shen has to say, I just want to remind you first."

Upstairs, Father Jiang took Wen Hongyuan into the study.

The study room is very spacious, and the cultural background of the family can be seen from the study room. In the study room, besides a large number of books, there are also many precious calligraphy and paintings. simple thing.

Wen Hongyuan looked at a series of calligraphy and paintings on the wall, and then stared at the few in the middle.

Jiang's father followed Wen Hongyuan's gaze and looked at Wen Hongyuan with a little admiration. Does Wen Hongyuan still know calligraphy and painting?

"See what?" Father Jiang asked.

Wen Hongyuan withdrew his gaze: "I don't know much about calligraphy and painting, but...the three in the middle should be made by the same person."

The plum, orchid and chrysanthemum in the middle are only a piece of bamboo to make up a set.

These three paintings are all from the hands of famous calligraphers and painters in ancient times, especially these four paintings are very famous.

"That's right, it's indeed one picture short. It was not easy for me to collect these three pictures at the beginning. It is said that the bamboo was sold at a high price." When he said this, Jiang's father still had regret in his eyes.

It would be great if they could be made together, but now that they are missing one, it feels incomplete and not so perfect.

"Uncle, I happen to have a piece of bamboo in my house. I will send it to my uncle tomorrow." Wen Hongyuan also thought it was a coincidence that the bamboo happened to be with him.

A trace of surprise flashed in Jiang Hong's eyes: "You mean the bamboo is with you?"

"It's a coincidence that I took the picture."

In terms of this, it is really a coincidence. Before Wen Hongyuan returned to China, he was in Southeast Asia once for a mission. He was asked to approach a person and then assassinate him. That person liked calligraphy and painting, and Wen Hongyuan was at that auction. In the end, he paid a high price for the painting of orchids, and it really caught the attention of that person. Later, his mission was successful, and the painting was still in his hands.

"Good! Good!" Jiang's father said two good things in a row, which was enough to see the excitement in his heart.

Father Jiang was even more satisfied with Wen Hongyuan, and now he even felt that Wen Hongyuan was much better than his inconspicuous son.

Look at him, he is so outstanding, and then look at his ineffective son, he is simply a waste!

"I asked you to come up because I have something to tell you." After talking about calligraphy and painting, Jiang Hong finally got to the point.

Wen Hongyuan sat opposite Jiang Hong