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Mrs. Ji looked very embarrassed after the call was hung up.

She turned her head quietly. Wen Qiuli was holding a cup of tea and drinking it slowly, seemingly not noticing what was happening here.

Mrs. Ji finally breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she did not turn on the speakerphone, otherwise it would be difficult to explain.

Although her son refused, she did not give up the idea of ​​bringing the two together.

As for the fact that her son hasn't come back yet, she can just find an excuse to hide it.

Thinking of this, Madam Ji came back with a loving smile. She looked distressed.

"It's unfortunate that my youngest son has an appointment with a friend and can't come back for the time being. But Xiaoli, don't worry, your uncle and I like you very much, and he will definitely like you too."

Wen Qiuli knew that this was an attempt to make up his mind, so he agreed obediently.

"Aunt, I understand. I will go back and tell mother."

"Okay, then Xiaoli, come to your aunt's house when you have time."

Mrs. Ji exchanged a few more words with Wen Qiuli, then sent him out with a smile on her face.

Watching the man leave, she immediately called her husband, the chairman of Ji Group.

"I like this little girl from the Wen family very much. Find a chance to talk to her father. It would be best if you can make a decision."

A majestic and deep voice came from the other end of the phone, "What did Weiheng say?"

"He refused to talk to me. He hung up after talking to me for only a few minutes. But it doesn't matter. This girl from the Wen family is gentle, generous and very likable. If I marry her, I will definitely be able to take good care of Weiheng."

Mrs. Ji was very dissatisfied when she thought of the noisy sound from her son's phone, and she made up her mind to make Wen Qiuli her daughter-in-law.

"I will talk to Premier Wen."

The man was used to listening to his wife, and he agreed soon.

On the road.

Wen Qiuli leaned against the car window, thinking about what happened today.

In fact, she looked at Mrs. Ji several times when she called, and her emotional changes were also noticed.

Although she finally explained that her youngest son couldn't come because of something, the sharp-minded Wen Qiuli had already guessed that the other party did not like her, nor did he like this forced marriage.

but……

Wen Qiuli frowned slightly, she had no other choice.

She had no say in her marriage.

Even if I reject my father's partner, my grandfather will still control my marriage after graduating from college.

For her, having her marriage controlled by her grandfather was even more terrifying.

My grandfather is a typical traditional patriarch with a strong desire for control. He has been strictly disciplining the younger generation in the family since they were young.

He seemed to be trying to cultivate a lady from ancient times, disciplining and restricting Wen Qiuli's every move.

Although her father was a little unconventional in the family, he also brought her a lot of happiness in her youth.

So now, rather than being the junior who was casually assigned by her grandfather to be admired after graduating from college, she would rather share the worries and problems of her father who held her up and laughed when she was a child.

Then again,

Wen Qiuli pursed his lips, a feeling of discomfort rising in his heart, and his face turned much paler.

She took out a bottle of disinfectant from her bag, and then took out a white handkerchief, and wiped the back of Mrs. Ji's hand, which had been held for a long time, over and over again.

Although Mrs. Ji was very enthusiastic towards him today, Wen Qiuli judged from her actions and expressions that she was trying to take advantage of him, and his mysophobia, which had been much improved before, flared up severely.

Wen Qiuli is usually a germaphobe, and she finds it difficult to accept contact from certain people.

The people my grandfather would introduce would most likely be younger generations whom he admires, people who have some talent in calligraphy and painting.

Wen Qiuli didn't want to generalize, but the people she saw when she was young were always extremely amorous.

My grandfather is also a very patriarchal person. He doesn't care if there are colorful flags outside a man's house, and he won't screen out someone he likes because of this.

I think my mother must have known my father-in-law's personality, which is why she agreed to let me meet the son of this college classmate.

If you can fall in love freely, it is definitely better than having your father-in-law introduce you to someone whose background you don't know.

Wen Qiuli looked at his already red palms and thought of the handsome man in the photo. He looked fair and refreshing, and should be better than the amorous "artist".

Even if it is not good, if I settle in Beijing in the future, I will probably not be able to go back to Jiangnan many times.

Leaving that place is also a good thing for myself who is more psychologically obsessed with cleanliness.

Wen Qiuli felt a headache and didn't want to think about it anymore, so he returned to his residence in the capital.

Wen family villa.

Mother Wen was in the yard, holding a pair of scissors, absentmindedly trimming branches, but her eyes were always glancing outside.

When she saw the car that had left in the morning coming back, she quickly put down the scissors and went to greet it.

"Mom, the sun is so bright, why are you outside?"

Wen Qiuli got out of the car, saw his mother, and walked up.

Mother Wen pouted and said,

"I'm worried about you. How is it? Is the person on the other side okay?"

"If your father hadn't been messing around, I wouldn't have let you go. It doesn't matter. Everything is up to my daughter. If you like it, then you can get in touch with it. If you don't like it, then don't get in touch with it."

Wen Qiuli replied with a smile:

"Mom, it's okay. I'm just going to take a look. It's not like I'm going to enter a dangerous place. Aunt Ji is a very nice person and is very warm to me."

Mother Wen was relieved. She wanted to continue asking, but she heard her daughter holding her forehead and said:

"Mom, I feel a little uncomfortable after sitting in the car for so long. I'm going upstairs to rest first."

Her daughter's face was indeed a little pale, so Mother Wen stopped talking.

Wen Qiuli went upstairs, washed and changed all his clothes before lying on his bed and taking a nap with his eyes closed.

The plot of this world also entered her mind.

The story mainly takes place in the capital, a national center integrating politics, economy, science and technology, education, etc.

The hero, Ji Weiheng, comes from the most famous wealthy family in Beijing, the Ji family, but he is not a domineering president or something like that.

On the contrary, except for his college education at the prestigious University A, he was unlearned in other areas.

Ji Weiheng is a well-known dandy rich young man in the capital. His daily routine is to spend his days indulging in wine and women in various entertainment venues.

He has had countless girlfriends and has an unruly personality. No one can control him, which always makes his parents worry about him.

In order to turn their youngest son back to the right path, they tried countless methods.

In the end, there was really no other way, so he chose to find a lady from a good family with a good personality and a good marriage, hoping that marriage would make him settle down.

But Ji Weiheng was unwilling to listen to his parents.

While having a party with friends at a club, he got to know a waiter there.

She is also the heroine of the story, Fang Manshu.

In order to save up tuition for herself, she came to the metropolis to work and study, but was ostracized because of her overly seductive appearance.

Then he was saved by Ji Weiheng when he was bullied.

At the instigation of his friends, Ji Weiheng hired Fang Manshu as his contracted girlfriend to displease his parents.