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I was happy at first, but now I can no longer be happy.
Wen Tian was so angry.
She suddenly realized that the scene where she had just spoken to Bai Jia was like an old and lustful wife and a young and beautiful mistress who came to her door.
The more Wen Tian thinks about it, the angrier she becomes.
It¡¯s a pity that she is not the main wife.
If she were the main wife, she would just slap Bai Jia down and tell her to get out of the Pei family. How could she be so arrogant there?
After a while, Li Ma came, holding in her hand the gift box that Bai Jia had placed at the door of the villa.
She said to Wen Tian: "Hey Miss Wen, this seems to be the gift box that Miss Bai Jia brought just now. It seems to be for the husband. I saw it placed at the door of the villa and brought it in. What do you think of Miss Bai Jia?" Why was it just left at the door?"
"Throw it out!" Wen Tian's reaction was very strong.
She doesn¡¯t want things sent by Bai Jia to appear in the Pei family.
Mother Li was shocked by Wen Tian's excitement.
She murmured: "Isn't it a pity to just throw it away like this? And it was sent by Miss Bai Jia"
Ma Li¡¯s words brought Wen Tian back to her senses.
A layer of gloom suddenly appeared in her eyes.
That¡¯s right, this was sent by Bai Jia to Pei Shaomu, what qualifications does she have to throw it out.
"Just put it aside, don't put it in front of my eyes." Wen Tian said weakly.
After saying that, she went upstairs.
She was upset and wanted to take a nap.
Two hours later, Wen Tian still couldn¡¯t fall asleep.
She climbed out of bed in despair.
Forget it, let¡¯s go downstairs and read comics. At least reading comics can distract your mind.
However, when she got downstairs, Wen Tian almost fainted.
Mr. Wen didn¡¯t know when he got up, and he didn¡¯t know where he found the gift box. At this time, he had opened the gift box, and inside was the specialty biscuit. Mr. Wen was eating it with joy.
Wen Tian rushed over: "Old man, how can you eat this!"
How could her biological grandfather eat the food that Bai Jia sent from Green Tea?
Mr. Wen was startled when Wen Tian suddenly rushed over.
He hugged the biscuit in his hand tightly: "Why can't you eat it? This thing is delicious. If you don't believe me, just eat one."
After speaking, Mr. Wen handed a biscuit to Wen Tian's mouth.
Wen Tian felt sick in her stomach.
"I don't want to eat it, and neither do you, old man!" Wen Tian still tried to dissuade Mr. Wen.
After all, Mr. Wen is her biological grandfather, so he always has to stand on the same front as her.
Mr. Wen¡¯s attitude was also very firm: ¡°No, why don¡¯t I eat it if it¡¯s delicious!¡±
Wen Tian was unable to hold her forehead.
"Forget it, just eat what you want." Wen Tian sat aside frustrated.
Pei Shaomu came back early this evening.
When he arrived, Mr. Wen had just finished eating a box of biscuits.
Pei Shaomu smiled and said to Mr. Wen, "Master, whatever you want to eat tonight, I will cook it for you myself."
He came to the morning meeting specifically to cook a dinner for Mr. Wen with his own hands.
After all, it is not easy for Mr. Wen to come here, and it is very likely to be the last time he comes to the Pei family, so he naturally wants to do his best.
Mr. Wen has just eaten such a large box of biscuits and is not in the mood for dinner at this time.
He waved his hand: "I won't eat tonight, just you and Wen Tian girl eat. I'm full."
"Old man, you can hug whatever you want." Pei Shaomu teased.
Before Mr. Wen could answer, Wen Tian had already stood up: "What are we going to eat? Biscuits! I've finished that big box of biscuits, how can I not be full?"
Wen Tian felt angry when she thought that Mr. Wen had eaten all the biscuits sent by Bai Jia.
Pei Shaomu: ""
Astonishment flashed in his eyes.
¡°Here, Mr. Wen just ate a box of biscuits, so Wen Tian doesn¡¯t need to be so angry, right?
Pei Shaomu couldn't help but say: "Wen Tian is just a box of biscuits. If the old man likes it, let him eat it."
Wen Tian gave Pei Shaomu a hard chop and went upstairs angrily.
Pei Shaomu: ""
Mr. Wen coughed.
Pei Shaomu looked at Mr. Wen with a helpless tone: "Old man, what's wrong with her?"
Mr. Wen waved to Pei Shaomu.
Pei Shaomu walked over and leaned over.
Mr. Wen lowered his voice and said in Pei Shaomu's ear: "I guess this girl Wen Tian also likes to eat those biscuits. She won't be happy when she sees me finish them!"
Pei Shaomu: ""
He subconsciously felt it was impossible.
Because Wen Tian is not like someone who is so angry just because his grandfather ate his own box of biscuits.
But when I think about it in a flash, I think it¡¯s possible.
Wen Tian is a complete foodie and regards food as her life. It seems reasonable to be upset if others finish all the things she likes to eat.
"Is the biscuit packaging box still there?" Pei Shaomu asked.
"It's still there." Mr. Wen took it out as if he was offering a treasure: "I saw this as soon as I woke up after sleeping. It tastes very good."
Pei Shaomu glanced at it and took note of the sign.
"Old man, do you want to have dinner now?" Pei Shaomu asked.
Mr. Wen shook his head.
"If I don't eat, I won't be able to eat." Mr. Wen touched his round belly.
"How about I go out first, and you wait first. If you want to eat later, I will get it for you." Pei Shaomu thought that Wen Tian would definitely not go for dinner now that he was so angry, so why not go out first.
First, buy back the brand of biscuits that Wen Tian likes to eat.
"Okay, okay." Mr. Wen said with a smile on his face, "Shao Mu, you'd better be nice to this girl Wen Tian."
"It should be."
Pei Shaomu went to a nearby boutique supermarket.
He directly asked the salesperson inside if they had this brand of biscuits.
But the salesperson said no.
"This brand is a Malaysian brand. It is very niche. It seems to be sold in an imported supermarket in the east." The salesperson looked at Pei Shaomu's handsome and noble appearance and was extremely enthusiastic. He also wrote down the name of the imported supermarket and gave it to him. Pei Shaomu.
Pei Shaomu thanked him and drove off.
The imported supermarket was indeed far away, and it took Pei Shaomu about 40 minutes to drive. Fortunately, when he arrived at the imported supermarket, Pei Shaomu finally found the biscuits he wanted.
After buying the biscuits, he immediately rushed to Pei¡¯s house.
Wen Tian sat on the bed and was angry for a long time.
After the anger gradually dissipated, I felt that it shouldn¡¯t be done.
Isn¡¯t it just that Mr. Wen ate the biscuits sent by Bai Jia? Why are you so arrogant?
After all, Mr. Wen is so old, and as Lin Caiqing said, his health is getting worse now. Do I still want to compete with Mr. Wen?
Thinking of this, Wen Tian walked downstairs.
Mr. Wen was the only one sitting there in the living room.
Wen Tian took the initiative to greet Mr. Wen: "Old man."
"The girl is here." Mr. Wen smiled with a smile on his face, not at all displeased by Wen Tian's anger just now.
Wen Tian felt even more guilty.
She glanced around: "Where's Pei Shaomu, has he gone to the kitchen to prepare food?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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