Yan Ge was not affected at all, and waved to Qi Yuan who was still sitting on the sofa: "Come here, let's have breakfast."
Qi Yuan sat down at the dining table, and he secretly glanced at the woman in front of him several times.
Is this woman really Wang Xiuming's wife? Is it a couple in need, or an exchange of interests
Seeing how confident this woman looks, Qi Yuan thinks it should be the latter, probably this woman has great parents that Wang Xiuming dare not provoke.
Sitting at the dining table, he asked the woman with a curious and ignorant expression, "You and Wang Xiuming are husband and wife? Are you married in secret? Why are you marrying Wang Xiuming? What happened to you?"
"He cheated on an assistant last night." Yan Ge looked up and smiled at Qi Yuan: "It might not be just last night, maybe it's been a long time, but I just found out."
"Oh!" She sighed: "So, men are not reliable at all, and the only ones I can rely on are my relatives, A Yuan, you will be my younger brother from now on, and I have to rely on you for everything."
"Just now you said I was your godson. Earlier you said you were my aunt, and now you said I was your brother."
He paused, raised his head, pursed his lips slightly, raised his eyebrows at her with a half-smile, and asked her in a hoarse voice, "Who am I?"
Although he is eighteen years old, he thinks he has the heart of an eighty-year-old, and he spends every night in romantic places, and he can completely manipulate those men and women's seductive methods with his own hands.
"Godson is fine." Yan Ge didn't care about this kind of appellation, she didn't even pay attention to Qi Yuan's face, and said while helping Qi Yuan set up breakfast: "Look at yourself, I hope I'm your godmother or aunt , or sister."
The process is not important, and the title is not important. This time, she will use her family affection to help this guy in front of her find out the tribulation of love.
Qi Yuan glanced at Yan Ge with a smile, and said slowly and word by word: "Actually, the godmother is quite nice."
These intriguing words came out of his low and slightly hoarse voice, like a feather touching people's hearts.
It's a pity that Yan Ge didn't care, she continued to bury her head in the food, and before eating, she replied to him: "It's up to you."
What kind of son kisses younger brother, she will let him call him whatever he likes.
Qi Yuan had to admit that this woman is really good at pretending.
Hmph, he wanted to see how long she could pretend.
"The disposable chopsticks are not clean." He took the chopsticks from the kitchen and handed them to her hand.
His fingers touched each other, his eyes moved down, and he was slightly in a trance.
Her white and slender fingers looked so perfect next to his rough and knuckle-boned hands, that he even had the urge to pinch them to see if they were real.
When he handed the chopsticks, he bowed his head slightly, and the whole person was in front of her. The breath he breathed out was like a breeze sweeping across her face, and the rough fingertips seemed to slide between her fingers unintentionally. Can't help trembling.
She still didn't show any expression, she didn't even dodge, she took the chopsticks and said "thank you" to him naturally.
At this moment, he had to admit that women were quite tolerant.
"I'd better be your younger brother." The woman didn't point out, Qi Yuan was so happy to pretend to be stupid, he wanted to see how far this woman wanted to play with him, he smiled and looked at her: "It sounds better to call your sister , and siblings are relatively close."
Yan Ge nodded: "Okay."
Qi Yuan immediately changed his address, sat back in his seat and called her with a smile: "Sister, what are you going to do with the matter between you and Wang Xiuze?"
Ji Zai: Don't you think this powerful person is teasing you? His eyes keep firing at you
Yan Ge: No way, I think there is something wrong with his eyes, I want to take him to the hospital tomorrow, he is my son, don't be so nasty
(end of this chapter)