I dream of marrying her

Chapter 46 The first day when I wanted to divorce

[one more]

In the evening, Wen Qing hid in the utility room of the Jiang residence and called Yu Xinlan.

The aisle outside the utility room was very quiet, the servants were all busy because Jiang Yunjuan came back, and the aroma of the food in the kitchen occasionally wafted out, making Wen Qing growl with hunger.

"Your boss Jiang really lost his memory?" Yu Xinlan coughed in shock and said, "This is too..."

Wen Qing walked to the door, put his ear on the door and listened, and after making sure that there was no one outside, he lowered his voice and said, "Yes, sister, it's just bloody!"

"Uh... I want to ask, why did you tell me this...?" Yu Xinlan couldn't help but lowered her voice, like a tunnel battle.

Wen Qing sighed: "I think Jiang Yunjuan suddenly became quite silly and cute."

Yu Xinlan was shocked: "Your boss Jiang has become cute because of amnesia? She won't suddenly fall in love with you because of amnesia, right?"

Wen Qing quickly said: "That's not what I meant! That's right... I told her just now that she went to Wen's house in person and knelt on the ground to beg for me..."

Yu Xinlan suddenly coughed violently, and asked in shock, "No? Sister, are you crazy?"

Wen Qing whispered, "Do you know what the point is?"

Yu Xinlan asked: "...What is it?"

Wen Qing scratched her head: "The point is... Jiang Yunjuan believed her..."

Yu Xinlan suddenly said: "Wo Cao!"

Wen Qing: "Hmm..."

Yu Xinlan: "No? Can she believe what you say?"

Wen Qing was also very speechless: "Isn't it? She also said that she wants to have dinner with me."

There was a sudden silence on the other end of the phone, and after a while, Yu Xinlan sighed and asked her, "What do you mean?"

Wen Qing was taken aback: "What do I mean? It's just a meal, I agreed, and I stayed, but that annoying Jiang Er also stayed."

"Jiang Er? Why does she still have thoughts about you now? Are you annoying!"

Wen Qing was also very irritable: "I don't know, she is also very abnormal today. Let me tell you, she always tells me some inexplicable things. I wonder if she has a convulsion."

Yu Xinlan was speechless for a long time, and then said: "Oh! You interrupted me and you led me astray. Who asked you if you stayed in Jiang's house for dinner? I'm asking, what do you think about Jiang Yunjuan. "

Wen Qing smashed his mouth: "I have no idea..."

Yu Xinlan asked her: "You have no idea why are you calling me?"

Wen Qing was stunned for a while, then whispered: "I just want to complain to you. Jiang Yunjuan has become stupid after losing his memory. She can believe anything I tell her. Think about it, if I get 100 yuan with her Billion... right? It feels like our dream of dominating the entertainment industry is about to come true!"

Yu Xinlan breathed a sigh of relief in an instant: "Okay, I thought you said you were going to like Jiang Yunjuan who lost her memory, but I can remind you, sister, she didn't like you before she lost her memory, but she does like you after she lost her memory, and she will recover someday." Memory will definitely forget you, and maybe I will hate you for lying to her."

Wen Qing thought for a while before saying, "It's not that serious..."

Yu Xinlan hated iron but steel: "Why not? Isn't that how it's done in TV dramas?"

Wen Qing: "..."

She immediately promised: "Don't worry, sister, I heard that Niu Hulu and King of the Sea have only little sisters in my heart, and there will be no such dry dogtail grass as Jiang Yunjuan! I want a little sister from the entertainment industry!"

Yu Xinlan yelled at her: "You always talk like a P, and today you sent me a text message saying that you don't want a little sister in the entertainment industry."

"Didn't I lose my temper at that moment?" Wen Qing quickly explained: "Look, Sister Ha, I'm staying for dinner tonight. When I'm eating, I'll tell Jiang Yunjuan that she The one who loved me before amnesia was dying, and then promised to give me [-] billion after the divorce, so I can take the money and leave?"

Yu Xinlan was silent for a long time before saying, "Sister, I think, you don't need to take money from Jiang Yunjuan, I'm enough for you to realize your dream."

Wen Qing immediately refused: "No! I am determined to get money from Jiang Yunjuan, otherwise I will not be in vain for three years!"

Yu Xinlan: "...then you can do your best."

Wen Qing was full of confidence for a moment: "Okay!"

After hanging up the phone, the utility room became quiet again. Wen Qing sat on the small bench for a while, guessing that the food in the kitchen was about to be served, and planned to go back.

She stood up, stretched her waist, and stretched her neck. When she looked up at the ceiling, she suddenly found a monitor, and the little red dot on the monitor was blinking.

"..."

Wen Qing was stunned for three seconds.

She carefully thought about the content of the phone call with Yu Xinlan just now, and it seemed that she had said everything that should be said and should not be said. For a moment, her heart was ashamed.

So why security surveillance in the utility room?

What is worth monitoring in a broken room with sundries?

Wen Qing walked out of the utility room with a dark face, and the old housekeeper came up to meet him, and said with a smile: "Ma'am, are you out?"

"Ang." Wen Qing responded casually, pointed to the door of the room behind him curiously and asked him: "What is Jiang Yunjuan thinking, why is he monitoring in a dilapidated utility room?"

"It's such a lady," the old housekeeper said with a smile on his face, "Recently, many cats have been haunting the Jiang residence, and they often come to the house to steal things. I don't know how many precious porcelain, calligraphy and paintings have been stolen from Mr. Jiang's storage room. Alas, looking around There is no way to install surveillance.”

Wen Qing asked dumbfounded: "Are you sure it was the cat who stole the calligraphy and painting? Not the mouse?"

The old housekeeper nodded: "It's just cats. Sometimes they come in groups, and there are coordinated gangs to commit crimes. Those who don't know it think they blow up the cat's nest and offend them."

Wen Qing: "..."

What she is wearing is not from a cartoon, is it?

The old housekeeper remembered something, and asked curiously: "Ma'am, what are you doing in there? Why did you suddenly ask about surveillance?"

Wen Qing paused, and asked him: "Your surveillance video, can you delete it?"

Although the old housekeeper was puzzled, he still nodded: "If you have this request, you can delete it."

Wen Qing quickly said: "Yes, yes, yes! I am very, take me to the surveillance room!"

The old butler hesitated for a moment, and could only nod his head and said, "Okay, I'll take you there."

The old butler turned around, just as Wen Qing was about to follow him, the door of the utility room suddenly opened.

Wen Qing was quite sure that the door opened by itself.

The old butler was stunned for a moment, and walked over suspiciously: "Huh? It's pretty good, and the window didn't open, so why did the door open by itself?"

Wen Qing glanced inside, only to see a pair of bright little eyes staring at her suddenly in the dark corner where the sundries were piled up.

"Meow~"

There was a cat meowing.

The old housekeeper was taken aback, and he quickly exclaimed: "These cats are indeed hiding here! They are still thinking about stealing things, see if I don't kill them today!"

He said, and with a "bang", he closed the door of the utility room tightly.

Then turn around and go to call someone.

After waiting for someone, Wen Qing walked over.

She tentatively pushed the door of the utility room, and then pushed open a gap that only allowed one person to pass through. She was afraid that the cat would escape if she opened it too far, so she closed the door behind her back.

But when she looked at the corner where the cat was just now, where was the shadow of the cat?

Suddenly a cat meowed overhead, Wen Qing looked up, and saw the cat standing on top of an antique bookshelf.

It was a black cat, with not much flesh on its body, and it looked listless.

But a pair of eyes are golden yellow, like the eyes of a snake.

Wen Qing immediately stretched out her hands and showed her affection to the little black cat: "Good boy, hurry up, jump down! Give mommy a hug!"

Black Cat: "..."

Wen Qing said again: "Are you going to come down or not? If you don't come down again, someone will take you away. Quick, go with mom!"

The black cat swung its tail, as if unhappy was written all over its face.

Wen Qing asked it: "Do you not like mother?"

The black cat flicked its tail very coldly, as if responding to her.

Wen Qing said helplessly: "Okay, then I can't help it. If you don't come with me, you will be beaten. Anyway, I tried my best."

After Wen Qing finished speaking, he laughed at himself again.

Look at her, what is she doing?

How can you talk to a cat here?

How can this cat understand people?

But she has raised cats before, and anyone who has pets probably knows that pets are friends and family members, even though they can't understand your words, they still can't help but want to communicate with them.

Moreover, the cat seemed to be very spiritual, and this was the world in the book, so talking to a cat was much better than dealing with the group of people outside.

Thinking of this, she acted as if she was about to go out, opened the door and threatened: "Then I'm leaving? I'm really leaving? If you follow me, I promise you will have delicious food and spicy food in the future, and there will be small dried fish every day." Canned food~"

The black cat looked at her, seemingly hesitating.

Wen Qing smiled: "So are you sure you don't think about it anymore?"

The black cat tentatively stretched out its paws, as if hesitating whether to jump or not.

Its action made Wen Qing stunned.

Can this cat really understand what she says?

Still a coincidence?

The black cat looked down at her, and stared at Wen Qing for three seconds.

Wen Qing also blinked, just watching it quietly.

Wen Qing paused, then asked her: "If you can understand me, you can call out once, if you don't understand, then call out twice, how about it?"

The black cat suddenly raised its throat: "Aww!"

Wen Qing was frightened by it.

For a moment, she was powerless to complain: "You are a cat, brother? Do you still remember that you are a cat and not a wolf?"

Black Cat: "Awwhhh!"

Wen Qing: "..."

Does it mean not remembering?

Can you really understand?

Wen Qing quickly asked it: "So you can really understand what I'm saying?"

Black Cat: "Aww!"

Wen Qing blinked and asked it: "Then, do you think I'm good-looking? Am I pretty? If you think I'm pretty, just bark?"

The black cat was silent for a while, then suddenly raised its pitch-black right paw and patted the antique shelf, and uttered a series of words: "Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Wen Qing: "..."

Ok.

Surely she shouldn't have expected a cat to understand her.

This shows that even in the book world, it is impossible to really talk like this.

How can a cat talk?

Unexpectedly, when she came back to her senses again, she found that the black cat had jumped off the antique shelf at some point.

And squatted in front of her, looked up at her, and wagged his tail.

Wen Qing couldn't help sighing: "You look pretty from a distance, why do you look so ugly up close?"

The black cat's wagging tail stopped instantly.

And there is a bit of a hairy posture.

Wen Qing sighed: "But you are pretty good, and you can steal Jiang Yunjuan's stingy antique. I have been lurking by her side for so long, and I haven't even stolen a hair, so you really It's great, you know?"

Wen gave it a thumbs up: "Good boy, well done! Mom loves you! Mom wants to buy it for you—"

But before she finished speaking, the black cat turned around and ran away.

It runs extremely fast, not at all like a cat's speed.

Wen Qing didn't see how it ran at all, as if it disappeared into the utility room in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, Wen Qing heard Jiang Yunjuan's cold voice behind him——

"Wen Qing, what do you want to steal from me?"

Wen Qing was stunned for a long time before turning around with embarrassing lips, only to see a circle of servants standing outside the door, as well as the old housekeeper, and...

Overlord Jiang Yunjuan.

Overlord's expression seemed to be very ugly.

Wen Qing laughed twice, and said with a smile: "If I say, I want to steal your heart again, would you believe it?"

Jiang Yunjuan: "..."

[pretend to be more]

Facts have proved that such things as earthy love words are still very useful for most people.

Especially for a woman with amnesia.

No matter how hard or tragic your car overturned.

As long as you tell her that you really love her.

No matter how nasty the love words derived from this love are.

She will believe it.

And believe it.

In the evening, there was a slight chill in the air. Although the Jiang house was an old house, it was relatively old, but it was located in a prime location. It was obvious that the noise on the streets near the Jiang house would not stop until late at night.

The light in the dining room was dim, and Wen Qing sat at the dining table, a little drowsy.

The delicious food on the table made people move their index fingers, but because Jiang Yunjuan hadn't touched the chopsticks yet, even if she was so hungry that her stomach was about to twitch, she was obviously too embarrassed to take the chopsticks first.

After all, girls still need to be reserved.

But Jiang Yunjuan obviously didn't intend to eat directly at this time, so Wen Qing just sat there dryly, looking at the food in front of her but not eating it, the more she looked at it, the more hungry she became, and the more she looked at it, the more sleepy she became.

Wen Qing: "..."

I couldn't help complaining in my heart, you should eat quickly!

What's the matter?

After eating, I will go back to Shibei early.

However, Jiang Yunjuan was still slowly preparing for the meal - tasting tea.

Although this habit looks quite put on, it seems that this person has a special style, but Wen Qing always feels that drinking too much tea is not good, especially for people like Jiang Yunjuan who have a bad stomach.

She really didn't bother to think about whether Jiang Yunjuan drank tea because of a bad stomach or whether it was because of tea that his stomach was even worse.

In short, it was Jiang Yunjuan's fault that he couldn't cook.

In the end, Jiang Er couldn't stand it anymore, so she picked up the chopsticks, put a piece of pork ribs into the bowl in front of her, and said, "Eat quickly."

Wen Qing looked at her gratefully for a moment: "Thank you, Jiang Er."

Jiang Er smiled: "Eat when you are hungry, why are you being reserved?"

Wen Qing smiled embarrassedly, and said, "Damn, it's because you didn't move your chopsticks."

He still picked up the small yellow porcelain bowl in front of him, picked up the ribs and stuffed them into his mouth.

The sweet and sour pork ribs are very delicious, with just the right amount of sweet and salty, which shows the level of chef Jiang Zhai.

Wen Qing immediately praised after eating: "It's too delicious!"

Jiang Er laughed and cursed: "Pretentious!"

Wen Qing looked up inadvertently, and saw that Jiang Yunjuan had put down the expensive small ceramic teacup and was looking at her.

Wen Qing was taken aback by what she saw, and quickly asked, "Honey, have you finished your tea yet?"

Jiang Yunjuan nodded: "After drinking, they told me that I always drink tea before meals."

Wen Qing nodded and said perfunctorily, "Good habit."

Jiang Yunjuan paused and asked her, "Are you hungry?"

Wen Qing savored the taste of the sweet and sour pork ribs: "It's okay, I'm not particularly hungry."

Jiang Yunjuan looked at her hand covering her stomach, and said, "Next time you are hungry, you can eat first, and you don't have to wait for me."

Wen Qing was taken aback: "Next time?"

Jiang Yunjuan raised his eyebrows, noncommittal.

Wen Qing suddenly felt bad, and asked: "Why is there a next time?"

Jiang Yunjuan propped up his chin with one hand, leaned casually on the table, and tilted his head to look at her: "Didn't you say that you are my wife?"

The bad premonition in Wen Qing's heart suddenly became stronger, and she nodded hesitantly: "Yes...."

Jiang Yunjuan continued to ask: "You said that I came to Wen's house in person, knelt and kowtowed all the way, crying and begging?"

Wen Qing nodded: "Yes..."

Jiang Yunjuan looked at her: "You said I love you to death?"

Wen Qing continued to nod: "Of course it is..."

Jiang Yunjuan raised his eyebrows, looked at her casually, and smiled at the same time: "Then you should live with me, right?"

Wen Qing: "..."

Jiang Yunjuan: "If we live together, then we should have dinner together every day, right?"

Wen Qing: "..."

Well, so.

How on earth is she going to explain to Jiang Yunjuan now.

Although the two of them love each other very much, even though their love is unforgettable and the sky is falling apart.

but……

But what about the fact that they live in two places?