novelweb 455 You are a smart person
455 You are a smart person
Zhan Yan hesitated when his mother asked when will you divorce.
Then he waved his hand to his mother and said, "I'm tired and want to rest."
"...Okay then, you can rest."
Zhan's mother still felt sorry for her son, so she left the room without saying anything more.
But Zhan Yan's hesitant reaction just now sent her the wrong signal. She thought her son was also considering divorce.
Since her son also hesitated, she took the initiative to help.
The daughter-in-law of her friend is either highly educated abroad or from a well-known family. If people know that her daughter-in-law is a policeman, her face will be small, and where will the face of the entire Zhan family be put?
Moreover, in the future, it will be a world of young people. Wen Rao and those wealthy ladies have no common language, so she will only be ostracized and look ugly.
It is better to separate now than to find out in the future that they are not suitable.
In the bedroom, Zhan Yan was very tired but couldn't sleep.
What flashed before my eyes were all the little moments of getting along with Wen Rao.
I turned on my phone and wanted to send her a WeChat message. I wanted to ask her about her story with Aqiang, but I still didn't have the courage.
In Zhansen's room at the old house, Zhan Buyan and Zhan Chengqi both looked disheveled at the moment.
"I heard my eldest cousin told Assistant Zhuang that he will be living in the old house these days, and our good days are over."
Zhan Chengqi looked at his sister opposite with a grave-seeking face.
Zhan Buyan pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose and said solemnly, "Everything happens for a reason! If my eldest cousin is like this, he probably had a quarrel with his eldest cousin."
Zhan Wuyan also knew that if his eldest cousin did not return to live in Hushan Huadu, they would be the ones who suffered.
"Then why are you looking so sad? Aren't you just asking your eldest cousin to return to Hushan Huadu? I have a solution!"
Zhan Sen put down his phone with a look of confused confidence.
Zhan Buyan rolled his eyes at him and said, "Pull him down, you have been blackballed by your eldest cousin."
Zhan Chengqi nodded wildly in agreement.
Zhan Sen said indifferently, "I really have a way. Listen to me..."
After Zhan Sen finished speaking, Zhan Wuyan and Zhan Chengqi looked at each other, thinking that Zhan Sen's method might work, so he pulled him into the group of three of them and Xiaoer.
Since then, the group of three has turned into a group of four.
……
At noon on Friday, Wen Rao thought that she would have a rest tomorrow, so she wanted to take advantage of her lunch break to buy some food nearby and go to Chunfeng Na to cook hot pot on Saturday.
Just after leaving the police station, a man waved to her from across the street.
Wen Rao took a closer look and saw that it was her mother-in-law.
Wen Rao hurriedly crossed the road.
"Auntie, why are you here?"
Wen Rao still calls Zhan's mother Auntie. Zhan's mother is well-dressed and her hair is neatly styled. She always looks at her with a calm and distant look.
"Are you free at noon? I would like to meet you for tea."
Zhan Zi's tone was light, and although he kept looking at Wen Rao when he spoke, he could invisibly distance themselves from each other.
"Auntie, do you have something to tell me?"
Wen Rao could feel that Zhan's mother was very dissatisfied with her daughter-in-law, but years of recuperation prevented her from breaking up in person, so Wen Rao tried not to appear in front of her.
Now the other party takes the initiative to find her, as if he wants to show off his cards with her.
"You are wise."
Zhan's mother nodded, acquiescing.
"I'm going to buy some food across the street now. Why don't you find a place to sit down first? I'll meet you later."
Wen Rao's tone was neither humble nor overbearing. Zhan's mother nodded, told her the address of a nearby teahouse, and left first.
Wen Rao bought the vegetables and bean products for tomorrow at the market. As for the other meats in the refrigerator, she carried large and small bags into the teahouse.
Zhan's mother looked at the cheap plastic bags from the vegetable market in her hand, with a flash of rejection and helplessness in her eyes.