si-mexico Chapter 95 Don't you even bother to write a draft before lying?
Chapter 95 Don't you even bother to write a draft before lying?
"Wenjing, Wenjing!" someone called from outside the door, their voice loud and rough, like a duck quacking.
"Yes!" Wenjing replied, "Wenxin, hurry and open the door, Aunt Yang is here!"
"Here, these are incredibly fresh vegetables. You can stir-fry one for lunch and one for dinner, and they'll stay fresh until tomorrow." Before she even entered the room, the vegetables were already being handed to Wenxin.
Deng Xiuzhen got up to go check, but before she could move, Wen Xin was already closing the door.
“That’s Aunt Yang. She just moved in and bought the front house,” Wenxin explained.
"Are you familiar with her?" Deng Xiuzhen was worried. It wasn't that she was a conspiracy theorist, but since there were usually only three children at home, it was always good to be on the safe side.
“We don’t know her very well, but we recognize her voice. She has such a loud voice that everyone can recognize her voice after only a few days of moving in,” Wenxin replied.
“Aunt Yang is a strange person. She just likes to grow vegetables. She digs them up every day and has dug up the entire slope across the road.” Wen Yu sat down next to Deng Xiuzhen.
"Mom, Uncle Qi and Aunt Fang have come over several times, but I don't know why they're looking for you. I asked them, but they wouldn't say, they just said they wanted to see you. Did you see them when you came back today?" Wenjing reported as she put the dishes on the table.
“Yes, they come every day to ask if you’re back yet, but when they see your dad, they turn around and leave. It’s quite strange,” Wenxin said.
"Is he here to complain about his dad again?" Wen Yu asked. Recently, Qin Yanlin had been coming home every day and buying him all sorts of nice things. On weekends, he would even take him to the company and to various banquets. Wen Yu's impression of his father had improved a lot.
"Don't talk nonsense!" Deng Xiuzhen patted Wen Yu lightly and said with a smile, "They said your dad might be deliberately delaying payment for materials. I went to your dad's company this afternoon." Speaking of going to the company, Deng Xiuzhen became unhappy again.
"What did Dad say?" Wenjing couldn't help but ask when Deng Xiuzhen didn't continue.
I didn't see your dad.
"Didn't see him? How could you not have seen him?" Wenjing asked.
"Is Dad not at the company?" Wenxin asked.
“Dad must have gone to the construction site.” Wen Yu has been sleeping with Qin Yanlin every day recently and has heard Qin Yanlin talk about some things about the company.
"Your dad's at the company, and the security guards won't let me in..."
"What? Security won't let us in? This is outrageous!!!" Wenjing suddenly erupted.
"Mom, didn't you mention Dad's name?" Wen Yu quickly chimed in.
Wenhuang's words made Deng Xiuzhen feel a little uncomfortable. She thought she might as well tell everything and see the child's reaction: "He just wouldn't let me in. I said I was Mrs. Qin, and he said I was more like a crazy woman."
Wenjing slammed her hand on the table and shouted, "How dare a mere watchdog treat you like this! Mom, let's go find him!"
"I have school this afternoon, so I won't go." Wen Yu lowered his head and picked up his bowl to eat. He loved his mother, but his father was also good to him, and Aunt Tian was especially kind to him, almost always granting his requests. Compared to his mother's constant control over his life, he preferred their lifestyle.
Moreover, after attending several banquets, he realized that saving face was very important, and it would be very embarrassing for his mother and sister to argue at his company. He couldn't stop his mother and sister, but he wouldn't go; he was afraid of losing face.
Wenxin hesitated for a moment, then said in a low voice, "Mom, it's just a security guard. When Dad comes back later, we'll talk to him and ask him to fire the guard. We don't necessarily have to go to the company to make a scene."
Qin Yanlin donated money to Wenxin School, and the school held a donation ceremony a couple of days ago. She saw her father, full of vigor and speaking eloquently, on stage.
She could feel that if the envious looks from her classmates could turn into knives, they would definitely stab her with holes!
Everyone on and off the stage treated Dad with exceptional respect; even the principal bowed and scraped before him.
And that young woman next to Dad, I heard she's Dad's secretary, she's so classy!
The students all idolized that Secretary Tian and tried to emulate her. They even set a goal to become a woman like Secretary Tian who was both capable and sophisticated!
The woman treated her very well, picking out small gifts for her, teaching her how to coordinate clothes, taking her to upscale restaurants to taste all kinds of delicacies, and providing her with a refined lifestyle, making her classmates so envious they wanted to bang their heads against the wall.
If she weren't afraid of her mother scolding her when she got back, she would have already become a fashion icon.
Deng Xiuzhen was somewhat disappointed; she feared that the child had been turned against her by Qin Yanlin!
“Mom, if they’re not going, the two of us will go!” Wenjing said.
"Mom, it's not that I don't want to go with you, it's just that I have class this afternoon!" Wenxin hurriedly explained, her voice as soft and sweet as ever.
"Wenjing, you have class this afternoon, so let's not go. It's just a small matter." Deng Xiuzhen remembered that Wenjing also had to go to school in the afternoon.
Wenxin raised her eyelids slightly but didn't say anything, feeling that her mother was utterly useless!
Look at you! You have no backbone at all. It's just going to school, so what if you miss half a day?
If it were me, I would definitely vent my anger first!
Why would a security guard stop you at the door? Because you're too unfashionable! You have no class!
A dog looks down on people, but that dog only looks down on someone carrying a tattered bag!
If you dress like a decent human being, how dare that watchdog look down on you?!
Wenxin had all sorts of complaints in her mind.
Wen Yu quickly ate his rice, eager to get to school so his sister wouldn't drag him to the company.
Wenjing picked up the bowl and chopsticks and handed them to Deng Xiuzhen, saying, "Mom, eat first! After you finish eating, I'll go beat up that watchdog!"
"Wenjing, this afternoon..."
“I’m a top student, not having class this afternoon won’t affect me!” Wenjing interrupted Deng Xiuzhen, picked up a piece of food for Deng Xiuzhen, and urged, “Mom, eat up. You have me, I won’t let you suffer.”
Deng Xiuzhen's eyes inexplicably welled up with tears. Yes, she didn't need to be too disappointed; she still had Wenjing.
Wen Xin and Wen Yu were probably just misled for a moment.
After finishing their meal, Wenxin and Wenyu ran away as if they were escaping.
Wenjing took Deng Xiuzhen to the company by taxi.
"Mom, look over there!" Wenjing tried to distract Deng Xiuzhen. As soon as she got out of the car, she saw two people walking hand in hand into the company, and she knew from their backs that the man was her father.
But Deng Xiuzhen had already seen it.
"Qin Yanlin!" Deng Xiuzhen called out coldly.
Qin Yanlin was startled and turned around to see Deng Xiuzhen. He subconsciously shook off Tian Yutong's hand.
Upon seeing Deng Xiuzhen, Tian Yutong gave a mocking smile out of sight: This woman is a typical village woman, completely different from herself, no match at all.
Looking up, he explained sincerely, "Mr. Qin had a bit too much to drink. I was just helping him up. Please don't misunderstand."
"Qin Yanlin, what do you say?" Deng Xiuzhen ignored Tian Yutong and asked Qin Yanlin instead.
"Just like she said, I did drink a little too much," Qin Yanlin explained with a forced smile.
“We’ve been husband and wife for over ten years. Do you think I don’t know what you’re like when you’re drunk? Qin Yanlin, don’t you even think before you lie?” Deng Xiuzhen’s heart sank deeper and deeper.
"I..." Qin Yanlin was speechless. He hadn't drunk any alcohol at noon; instead, he had gone shopping with Tian Yutong.
“You fired this woman! I’ll still acknowledge you as my father, otherwise…” Wenjing said, gently holding Deng Xiuzhen’s hand.