MTL - Sir, Madam Went Back To Her Maternal Home Again-Chapter 107 Learn how to control your husband

  Chapter 107 Learn how to control your husband

  Luo Qingyu laughed, "She's my cousin, so she shouldn't have such a plan."

  Wen Hua smiled politely, "I don't have such an idea for now."

  Luo Qingyu raised his eyebrows when he saw that his younger brothers were still looking at Wen Hua, "Aren't you tired after a busy day? Still looking at beautiful women here."

   After being teased by her, the boys left embarrassedly.

  Miss photographer is also itchy when she sees beautiful women with superb temperament. This is a common problem of every photographer.

  But she was shy, so she said to Luo Qingyu: "Madam, can I take a picture of your cousin? She is so beautiful."

   "I have been to the studio so many times, but you have never taken a picture of me! Is it because I am not beautiful enough to fit into your camera?"

   "No, no, no, no. You are also super beautiful, why don't you go together, and I promise to take pictures of you beautifully."

  Luo Qingyu was just teasing her, and when she heard this, she turned her head and asked Wen Wei: "What do you think?"

  Wen Hua had never taken pictures in such a professional studio before, and felt it was a novelty, "Okay, let's take pictures of Tuanzi."

  The photographer's sister guided them to take a few sets of loving portrait photos. Seeing that the quick shots were finished, Zhou Silin, who went back and forth, brought a few cups of milk tea and went directly into the studio to deliver them.

   "Xiao Zhou gave me this milk tea by the way." Luo Qingyu came out with Xiaotuanzi in her arms, and pointedly said.

   Being pointed out, Zhou Silin just smiled with his eyes bent, and handed the blueberry coconut dew ice to Wen Hua.

  At this moment, there were only the two of them in the studio, and the photographer girl stopped the two who were about to come out, "You two stand together so well, let me take some photos for you."

  Zhou Silin really wanted it, Wen Hua glanced at the camera, "Yes, I will also try the feeling of being a model."

   Just now, with Xiaotuanzi, I only had the sense of sight of taking a family portrait. Now I am with professionals, and I really have a sense of experience as an artist.

  The photographer asked the two of them to stand closer to have a sense of interaction, and wanted to take CP pictures.

   After thinking about it, Wen Wei naturally accepted it. It was the posing of the two model partners. She has never been too rigid about details, so it's no big deal.

   In one picture, she was sitting on the sofa and raised her eyes slightly. Zhou Silin next to her was holding the sofa with one hand, looking down at her tenderly. From the side view, the two had sweet eyes, just like a couple.

  Wen Wei didn't feel anything when she was doing these actions. After seeing the finished product, she found that the atmosphere was really ambiguous. The main reason is that the photographer took the shots too well, and the details of the atmosphere of the characters were captured very well.

   "Should I pass it on to you?" the photographer asked enthusiastically.

   "Okay, pass on all the ones you have." Wen Hua paused, "You won't post this photo indiscriminately, will you?"

"No, you are not an artist and we will not post randomly. I will delete it when I pass it on to you later," the young lady held the camera and asked a little embarrassedly, "There are a few pictures with good composition and details. Can I keep the ones? I want to keep such a good work as a souvenir, don’t worry, I’ll just keep one or two and won’t send it to others.”

  Her eyes are clear and sincere, full of respect for the photographic works, Wen Wei can understand her mood, anyway, it is not a very personal photo, so it should be accepted.

   After having dinner with her little nephew, she still didn't dare to go back to Liuyue Mansion, and went to Grandpa Xi's.

  When she arrived, Niannian was lying in her grandfather's arms squinting her eyes and enjoying the massage. When she saw Wen Hua, she raised her head and stared with her round eyes for a while.

  As soon as Wen Hua sat down, it got up and jumped into her arms with a light jump.

  Grandpa smiled and said, "It still recognizes you."

  Plucking the soft cat fur, she bent her lips, "It's as obedient as when I was a child, it's rare to be such a clingy cat."

   "Has Mo kept in touch with you?"

   "Yes, I'm afraid he's busy, so I talk to him every day when I'm about to go to bed."

   "It's a pity that you have to go to work, otherwise he still wants to take you to Switzerland, and he will be back soon after some time. Are you going to pick him up at the airport then?"

   "He didn't say it." After a pause, Wen Wei felt that the proposal was good. Although Xi Mo didn't mention it, she could go to the airport to pick him up, and she could do her duty as a wife. "I will pick him up."

   After fighting for benefits for his grandson, the old man smiled and said, "Don't just contact him at night, he doesn't dare to neglect your news. Men can't relax too much, they should take care of themselves."

   "He is busy with work, how can I be so tough."

   "Are you just so reassuring of him that you don't call Chachagang?"

  Wen Hua was stunned for a moment, "He won't."

  The old man saw that she had a big heart before, and the more he said it, the less calm he was, fearing that the world would not be chaotic, "Men will change, especially married men, they have to rely on discipline."

   "...I can't control him."

  She doesn't want to care.

So complicated.

   "In the past, no one could control him, but you are his wife, and he only listens to you. Really, you should take care of it. Grandpa knows men better than you. Girls must learn how to control their husbands."

  Wen Hua: "..."

  About the fact that the other half’s grandpa taught her to prevent the man from cheating.

  The opening method seems wrong.

  Grandpa Xi really treats her like his own granddaughter, and even speaks ill of her grandson.

  She couldn't laugh or cry, "Okay, I know Grandpa."

  In the evening, she sent a message to Xi Mo under the quilt, and she replied with a few words and called back directly.

   "Are you at Grandpa's?"

   "That's right, you're on a business trip, I'll come to accompany him."

  The man's low and pleasant voice flowed into the cochlea along with the current, "Mrs. Xi is very filial."

  She turned over and pursed her lips, "It should."

   "Do you work very hard? How many hours can you sleep a day?"

   "Six or seven hours." Over there is the voice of him shutting down the computer, "There is more time for meetings and meeting partners."

"That…"

"Um?"

   "Is there any entertainment or something?"

  The man paused, and his tone was meaningful, "I'm here on a business trip to discuss cooperation, and some entertainment is inevitable."

"oh."

  In fact, she can guess some.

   After waiting for a while, she didn't speak. Xi Mo raised his lips in a low voice, "That's all, it's just a boring drinking party, and there will be no other activities after the end."

  Wen Hua still remembers how he was called by his partner to accompany him when he was in the imperial capital last year.

  In the business field, it is inevitable that there will be that bad style.

   But because it was written by Sun Luo, his performance at that time was considered qualified.

  Switched to another beauty, who knows what his reaction will be.

   "No party or anything?"

  The banquet needs a female companion or something.

   "Yes, yes," he picked up the coat on the sofa and went back to the bedroom, his pronunciation was unhurried, "But no one can force me to go if I don't want to go, and I can push it all if you don't like it."

   "I don't have one, just ask."

  He is a businessman, and it would be too exaggerated to push all the banquets and drinks.

   "I know, you can rest assured that your husband is outside." There was the sound of running water on the other end of the phone. It seemed that he was about to take a bath. The man's voice was low and serious, "I won't."

  (end of this chapter)