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Chapter 8

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    Not long after, the sound of a jeep was heard outside, and He Wenyan quickly greeted him. Outside the window, He Wenyan was talking to the orderly who was driving. The other party was obviously very discerning and did not want to disturb the commander's family. He gave a polite salute and left.

    Unlike He Wenyan, who usually has a serious face, when she faced the hero's father, Yan Weiguo, she had a shy smile like a newlywed's.  In the book, she got married less than a year ago, and after Yan Weiguo resumed his position, he has been very busy at work, so the time they spent together probably didn't last long.

    When she came in, she followed Yin Qin and talked to him. On the other hand, Yan Weiguo's expression was as usual, even a little cold.

    Yan Weiguo has a decent appearance and a very stable temperament. Although he is not as evil as his son, he was definitely a handsome guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes when he was young. However, from this point of view, the male protagonist¡¯s cheeks are inlaid with impeccable facial features.  Helongzhangfengzi's style is probably more similar to that of his mother. From this, we can vaguely guess that Yan Weiguo's first wife should be a top beauty.

    When He Wenyan introduced Wen Wen, Yan Weiguo didn't look at her at all because of what happened to the Wen family, or even showed any signs of displeasure on his expression. Instead, he mildly cared about her studies and life, and the superior's  His understanding and magnanimity are indeed impressive.

    When she turned around, He Wenyan winked at her and asked her to quickly bring the food. She stepped forward and helped Yan Weiguo take off his military uniform very considerately.

    Wen Wen placed the prepared meals on the plates and brought them to the dining table in the hall. At this time, people had just recovered from the disaster. Some people were eating. If they could eat well, it would be good if they could be cooked in a different way. Who cares if it was good or not?  nice.

    But warmth is a modern thing. No matter what you eat, you want good color and flavor. Naturally, you want to put it on the plate beautifully.

    He Wenyan¡¯s requirements in the book are indeed a bit overwhelming for an ordinary nanny. She is just a nanny, not a chef.

    But it's not bad for Wen Xin. In the modern age where information is exploding, it can be said that everyone is a health master. Because she has a system, it is very convenient to extract food ingredients. In addition, she is an art school student and usually cares about her figure.  She is also involved in facial care and nutritious meals, so He Wenyan's requirements are at least relatively easy for her.

    Wen Wen placed the fish head stew in the middle of the dining table, a small plate of sweet and sour pork ribs, a family portrait stewed randomly, a small dessert of cat ears made by Yan Miaomiao, and two green leaf vegetables. When mixing, she added the freshest extract from the sea.  That part of the sea salt, each one is as pure as a diamond. It is very delicious when put into the soup. Sometimes Wenwen will add sea salt to the mountain spring water, soak it directly in the mask paper and apply it on the face. After applying it, the face is very comfortable, better than many moisturizers.  Facial mask.

    She tucked away her sweaty hair from her forehead. She had just placed the two vegetables on the plate and was about to take them out when she heard loud voices coming from the living room.

    "Comrade Yan Zeyang, don't use your methods in the wrong place. You must consider the overall situation when doing things. You can't always put personal grudges first!" I didn't know what he said before, but Yan Weiguo slapped the table and actually called his son Comrade  , obviously angry.

    Yan Zeyang came down at some point and was sitting opposite him, with his back straight and his expression cold and aloof.

    "You two, don't quarrel as soon as you meet. It's hard to get together once, come and sit down and have a warm meal!" Seeing that the atmosphere was not good, He Wenyan persuaded and shouted towards the kitchen.

    If she was allowed to go out in this atmosphere, wouldn't it be a slap in the face?  Using her to plug the hole in the gun, Wen Xin reluctantly agreed. After dilly-dallying for a while, he still had to take the things out.

    "You can live in peace with the enemy's gang and laugh off the rumors. I can't do that. If I don't kill them with one shot, they will live in peace."

    "Nonsense! Your idea is very dangerous! I won't force you to get along, but you can't do small tricks behind your back. This is a very serious ideological problem!" Yan Weiguo looked at his only son seriously.

    "I just pay back double what they did to us back then. You can lose your wife and remarry, but I can't forget how my mother died!"

    "you¡­¡­"

    Just as Wen Xin walked over, Yan Weiguo didn't say anything anymore. The atmosphere was very cold. Even He Wenyan didn't dare to say anything next to him. If the original wife was still alive, it might be able to ease the tense atmosphere between the two. After all, one of them is deeply in love.  Wife, a biological mother, this woman will be the best lubricant between two people, just say something to ease it and it will be over.

    But He Wenyan couldn't do it. She was a necessary wife for Yan Weiguo to re-enter politics. To the other person, she was just a second-married woman who took advantage of the opportunity to cling to his father.

    &nbs?I simply pretended not to see it and turned away, turned off the light, and prepared to go back to the room without saying a word.

    Although this person looks good to her, she can't stand the hatred-like eyes he always gives her, with disdain in his eyes. Her warm face freezes from a smile, but nothing can be changed.

    In this case, she is not willing to catch up and lose her life. Even if she has done a lot in the service industry, is knowledgeable about picky customers, and is more tolerant, she is not a person without self-esteem.

    But she didn¡¯t want to ignore him, but he stopped her instead.

    She raised her head and smiled hypocritically and asked, "Are you okay?"

    "Where are my clothes?" Yan Zeyang looked at her with stern eyes.

    Wenxin opened her mouth, but she didn't expect that the other party actually recognized her.

    I left my clothes at Wen¡¯s house and forgot to take them over

    However, when she mentioned this matter, she also remembered that this person seemed to have saved her life, and she had not said thank you to him yet. Thinking about it now, she felt a little lack of confidence, and her attitude naturally softened and she said with a guilty conscience: "  that¡­¡­"

    Before she could finish, he interrupted her, "From now on, I will get up at four o'clock every morning, do morning exercises for half an hour, and come back for breakfast."

    "Ah?" Wen Xin didn't understand for a moment, what do you mean?

    "I want to see breakfast at half past four." He folded his arms and looked at her condescendingly. His face did not have the fierce aura he had at the dinner table. His voice was also hoarse and magnetic at night, but his tone was unceremonious.  The command.

    "Can't do it?"

    Seeing her slightly parted red lips, she looked at him with an unbelievable look on her face.

    He threw it down coldly: "If you can't do that, pack your things and leave. The Yan family doesn't need useless nannies." After saying that, he walked around her with his long legs indifferently, poured a glass of water and turned to go upstairs.  .

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