rebirth of the first queen

When Wen Qiliang followed Mo Shaoen out of the bedroom again, the lady's lackey was already waiting at the door.

"Master, for dinner tonight, Madam has chosen a suit for you."

Wen Qiliang walked over and took a look. On the tray was a soft black shirt with the same white tie. The difference was that there was a silver chain hanging on the outer vest of the suit.

It's black and white again.

As a result, the maid at the side came over, "Miss Wen, Madam has also prepared a dress for you."

The red and black skirt is paired with high-heeled Martin boots with the same black bottom and red belt.

This also shows the madam's strong possessiveness from the side.

After the two accepted it, they went back to their rooms and changed their clothes. Wen Qiliang whispered in Mo Shaoen's ear, "Where's your father? Your father isn't a little man, is he?"

Mo Shaoen didn't shy away from this, and answered directly: "I haven't seen my father since I can remember. This Mo family is completely under Madam's world."

"Oh, no wonder! The old widow is very possessive." Wen Qiliang's voice was extremely low.

Mo Shaoen didn't express anything, and Wen Qiliang didn't express what the hell he said. It seemed that he really didn't have any feelings for the old widow.

The two of them walked all the way to the front house, and they talked about it at first.

It's quite strange to say that the mother and son in other people's family have a small table for dinner, and talk about the daily life, but this lady is so lucky that she uses the house where the meeting is held as a dining room!

Madam is already sitting in the front seat.

The rectangular western-style dining table was full of dishes, including both Chinese and Western dishes. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as extravagant, because including the two of them, there are only three people eating, and these dishes are too wasteful.

Madam wore a blue-and-white porcelain cheongsam over a white sweater, her hair was neatly arranged in a bun, and a blue-and-white porcelain hair accessory of the same style was pinned to it.

When she saw Mo Shaoen, she smiled with her phoenix eyes, and said: "Shaoen, you have lost weight after going out for more than two months! You must be better outside than at home. This time, you have really worked hard."

Wen Qiliang thought disdainfully, at least she can dress freely!

Just like that, she also sat on the chair next to Mo Shaoen.

As a result, the whole person was shocked!

That gaze gave her a chill!

Although it was only for a moment, she still felt the almost murderous gaze from the madam.

Wen Qiliang immediately blamed himself, knowing that this old woman is an old widow who has an extraordinary desire to control everyone, he must have made her angry by sitting down just now!

But it seems a little weird to sit down and get up again.

Wen Qiliang's hand quietly came down from the table and put it under the table instead, but Mo Shaoen also got down with a hand and squeezed her arm.

I don't know whether to tell her to restrain herself a little bit, or to comfort her not to worry.

Madam said again: "I know you can't eat well outside, so I personally cook some dishes you like, eat more!"

This time Wen Qiliang didn't move the bowl and chopsticks, she was afraid that if she moved the bowl and chopsticks again, the madam's murderous gaze would come over again.

Wen Qiliang didn't move for a long time, only then did his wife soften her tone, and said, "Miss Wen, hurry up and eat too! Does the food not suit your taste?"

How dare!

Wen Qiliang shook his head slightly, picked up the bowl and chopsticks and started eating.

There is nothing wrong with the taste of the food, it is delicious, but it really does not taste like home.

Looking at Mo Shaoen again, he was very rigid and well-behaved throughout the whole process. He didn't look like his mother and child hadn't seen each other for two months. It was like having dinner with a stranger they had met.

Halfway through the meal, Madam spoke again.

She asked: "Who else is in Miss Wen's family? I have discussed your marriage with Shaoen before. After all, Miss Wen is the owner of the piano box, so I started to get a little impatient; but anyway, Miss Wen and Shaoen are old Similarly, as an elder, I didn't ask anything, and I really shouldn't."

Yoyo, you just want to inquire about my family background, is it really okay to blame yourself so much?

Wen Qiliang was reborn suddenly, so everything about her was blank before.

Taking a step back, she appeared in Wanjia Village, and even if someone checked her background, they could only find Wanjia Village.

So she said: "I am from Wanjia Village. I live in a small village as far away as possible. I guess you have never heard of it; I also accidentally became the owner of this piano box. I heard that I could become the owner of this piano box before that." The owner is only a man, not a woman."

"Where is this? What's wrong with women? Can't women occupy a place in major decision-making?" The sudden change of the lady's topic made Wen Qiliang's eyes shine.

At least this time the wife is more bold and stylish!

"Look, the Zhang family of the top ten families is still relying on selling their son to marry Luo Chenliya!"

This remark made Wen Qiliang feel a little jealous again, and made Wen Qiliang want to know this girl named Luo Chenliya.

But what Wen Qiliang could hear more was his wife's extravagant desire for power.

When she said these words, she glanced at the piano case on her back intentionally or unintentionally.

"What madam said is true." Wen Qiliang wanted to take the opportunity to go down the slope.

The madam suddenly said coldly: "But if you marry Shao En, then you should be a little woman."

Wen Qiliang's heart is surging, only your state officials are allowed to set fires, but our people are not allowed to light lamps?

In fact, the meaning of these words is obvious. Although you are the master of the piano box, don't really think that you can be the master!Can the puppet understand?

Wen Qiliang still had no expression on her face, she kept her head down.

Mo Shaoen was afraid that Wen Qiliang would lose his temper, so he said, "Mother, I don't intend to marry her!"

The madam seemed to be annoyed by Mo Shaoen, but she couldn't directly refute, so she put a chopstick of bean sprouts into Mo Shaoen's bowl, and said, "Isn't Shaoen my favorite dish? How much?" Eat some."

Mo Shaoen was stunned for a moment, then he really started to eat.

After that, she followed Mo Shaoen back to Mo Shaoen's own villa.

As soon as Mo Shaoen entered the room, he grabbed the toilet sink and vomited!

He turned on the tap to wash his slender fingers, and then rinsed his mouth.

His face wasn't pale, but it wasn't pretty either.

After all, people are vomiting, and it is impossible to spit with a red face.

Wen Qiliang hurriedly asked, "Is there poison in this dish?"

Mo Shaoen wiped his mouth with a towel, and said, "That's right."

Wen Qiliang immediately pushed Mo Shaoen away, and leaned directly on the edge of the sink, trying to scratch her throat and vomit. The force of her impulsiveness pushed Mo Shaoen against the door panel, with a "bang".

The other party covered the wound on his arm with his hand and frowned.

After vomiting for a long time, Wen Qiliang didn't spit it out. The main reason was that she was quite useless before, and she never threw up food, especially delicious food.

"Will I be poisoned to death? Your mother is already so mad?"

"It turns out that salty death is really the happiest way to die! It would be so ugly if I was poisoned to death!"

Seeing that Wen Qiliang had started talking nonsense, Mo Shaoen suppressed a smile and said, "I lied to you, the food is not poisonous, you can rest assured."

"It's not poisonous...that's good...no! Then why are you throwing up? Mo Shao, we don't bring this kind of fun! You vomited up when you came back, watching me wait to die, you will not be the same as your mother thinks , occupy the piano box?"

Mo Shaoen kept looking at Wen Qiliang, with some doubts about his exquisite facial features, "I...like that kind of person?"

There is no teasing meaning in this sentence, on the contrary, it is serious.

So Wen Qiliang also replied seriously: "No way! You can give me the painkiller. To be honest, I really think you are good."

Only then did Mo Shaoen turn around and walk out of the bathroom. He pulled off his tie and loosened his neckline, revealing his fair neck.

"Then it's not poisonous, why are you vomiting?"

Wen Qiliang obviously saw the corner of Mo Shaoen's mouth twitch, and realized that he probably didn't want to answer.

So I didn't take it seriously, and I didn't intend to get to the bottom of it.

As long as it's not poisonous, it doesn't matter to Wen Qiliang.

But Mo Shaoen said, "I'm allergic to bean sprouts."