My scumbag sister stole my husband? I'm a scumbag and married my cowardly brother-in-law

The Chinese New Year at this time is not like in the future when people have to go back to work on the 7th or 8th day of the first lunar month. At this time, the Chinese New Year is basically over after the Lantern Festival on the 15th day.

After what happened last time, Feng Yuying's attitude towards Wen Wan had obviously improved a lot, but she just stopped looking at her with disapproval and glaring at her.

Zhang Lan is quite puzzling. She has been happy since the second day of the Chinese New Year.

In fact, what puzzled Wen Wan was not why she was so happy, but why she received so many gifts.

Normally it is the younger generations who pay New Year's greetings to the elders, and the gifts brought by relatives should belong to Xie Hu and Feng Yuying. However, given Xie Hu and Feng Yuying's stingy personalities, how could they possibly give so many gifts to Zhang Lan?

No matter how Wen Wan thought about it, she felt that there was something fishy going on.

Sure enough, within two days, the secret was exposed.

First, Xie Yumei went back to her parents' home again, not for any other reason, but just to ask when the workshop would start working. Li Baozhu did not even do his odd jobs because he was afraid that he would not be able to make it in time.

Zhang Lan stammered and couldn't explain, and just said perfunctorily that it would be soon. Although the fifteenth day had passed, the first month of the year had not yet ended, so she had to wait a few more days.

After that, all kinds of relatives came to ask questions as if they had discussed it beforehand, and Zhang Lan couldn't even answer them perfunctorily.

Zhang Lan was probably really at her wit's end, so she personally took some bacon, salted fish, dried bamboo shoots, red dates and other things that were given to her by others, and asked in a very friendly manner what she should do next in her workshop.

How could Wen Wan not understand that a weasel paying New Year's greetings to a chicken and showing kindness for no reason is either a traitor or a thief?

Besides, Zhang Lan is such a stingy person, and the fact that she spent a lot of money to get these things means that the matter may not be ordinary big. Even if it is not big, there is no need to wade into this muddy water.

Wen Wan spread her hands helplessly and said, "I really can't do anything."

Zhang Lan obviously didn't believe it. "I know I did a lot of things wrong. Isn't it enough for me to apologize to you?"

"These are two different things," Wen Wan said, "An apology is an apology, and the workshop's business is the workshop's business.

Whether you apologize or not, I don’t know what to do in the workshop.

And your apology is not because you truly realize you are wrong, it is just a strategic necessity.

So I don’t care, you should take these things back with you!”

Zhang Lan kept trying to persuade Wen Wan to give in for a long time, but Wen Wan still refused to give in. Finally, she had no choice but to take her things and leave.

After she left, Wen Wan learned from Xie Changlin that Zhang Lan accepted those gifts from relatives because she promised to reserve a position for them in the workshop.

Now the workshop has not started operation yet, and relatives are afraid that their gifts will be wasted, so they come one after another to urge the matter.

But Zhang Lan was so foolish and bold that she assigned the workers before deciding what the workshop would do.

It’s not enough to just make an appointment, but you also have to make appointments for some relatives who will give gifts. The consequences are really hard to imagine.

It seems that Zhang Lan is not completely foolish and bold. Others have their own calculations, and she has hers. What she thinks is that the workshop pays according to the work done anyway, and they will not get any money if they don't do any work.

At worst, I can find fault with them and bully them every day, and they will all leave on their own before long.

Anyway, she couldn't bear to see the gift she had received being taken back intact. It was like cutting into her flesh.

Xie Changqing went on a business trip after the Chinese New Year. Although the weather had become much warmer, the quilt was still terribly cold when he slept alone at night. He would curl up in a ball and wake up from the cold every morning.

Suddenly I miss Xie Changqing a little, and I don’t know when he will come back.

Only then did I realize that it might not be the quilt that was cold, but my heart that was cold without Xie Changqing by my side.

Wen Wan thought about it and decided to go to his unit to take a look.

I brought him buns last time I went there, and it was a bad experience. If I bring food again this time, it would be difficult to take it back if he is not around, and give it to his colleagues at work, he will definitely be jealous again.

Thinking that a dormitory where a grown man lived would not be very clean, she could accept washing his sheets, quilts, clothes, pants, even his underwear, but she really couldn't bring herself to wash his fermented, smelly socks.

Afraid of being watched if she washed these at work, Wen Wan specially took some clean sheets, quilt covers and underwear from home. She didn't have many socks, so she bought a few pairs at the mall.

I originally wanted to buy some flowers to bring over, but I didn't expect that there was no one selling fresh flowers in the town. Fortunately, there were fake plastic flowers in the mall.

Wen Wan picked out a few large, bright-colored peonies, and bought another vase because she was afraid he didn't have one.

It looks realistic, but it doesn't have the scent of flowers.

This is easy to make up for. Just spray some big-brand perfume like Liushen. It can refresh the air and repel mosquitoes.

The last time she came here was quite a long time ago, and Wen Wan was not sure if the guard would still recognize her. The amazing thing was that before Wen Wan even opened her mouth, the guard blurted out and asked her if she was here to see Xie Changqing.

Then he called a young comrade to take her in.

When she arrived at Xie Changqing's dormitory, Wen Wan finally realized that she was too dramatic. Xie Changqing's dormitory was cleaner than her own home.

The sheets were pulled straight and the quilt was folded into neat blocks. There was nothing else in the small room except a bed, a desk and a wardrobe.

Not to mention smelly socks, even the clothes are hung neatly in the closet.

Wen Wan lay straight on Xie Changqing's bed, like a deflated ball.

She had never felt so helpless as she did now, wanting to be nice to someone but not being able to find a way out.

At this moment, she suddenly understood why Xie Changqing was angry because she didn't come to him for help.

It seems that I have really been confirmed to be a scumbag.

Wen Wan buried her head in the pillow in annoyance, wishing she could suffocate herself to death.

I don’t know if it was because I didn’t sleep well last night, or because there was the smell of Xie Changqing on the pillow, but Wen Wan actually fell asleep like this.

In a daze, Wen Wan seemed to feel a figure approaching. She was so scared that she opened her eyelids. After seeing that it was Xie Changqing, her eyelids, which had been kept open, were closed again by sleepiness.

In fact, Xie Changqing had encountered some problems at work these days and was passively under investigation by his superiors. His trip to other provinces ended yesterday.

The reason why he didn't go home was that he was feeling upset and didn't know how to face Wen Wan, and secondly, he had some small things to take care of in the provincial capital.

When he received a call from Wen Wan looking for him at work, he rushed back.

When I walked in, I saw her sleeping obediently with her head resting on her arms. My irritable mood seemed to have been ironed out.

For fear of waking her up, Xie Changqing only pinched her rosy face gently. When he stood up to take off his coat, he discovered a vase of fragrant flowers on the table.

Xie Changqing smiled in a low voice, somewhat incomprehensible. She was a grown man, but she didn't put books on her desk, but flowers instead. It was really...

Sometimes habit is a terrible thing. Even though Wen Wan was already unconscious in sleep, when that familiar breath lay beside her, she would still move towards him reflexively.

Xie Changqing lowered his eyes and looked at the woman who was burrowing into his arms, and the corners of his lips gradually rose.

When she woke up, Wen Wan looked out the window at the sky that was about to get dark, then looked at Xie Changqing's handsome face that was so close to her. Her mind was dazed for a moment, and she thought she was at home.

The person holding her felt the movement and pulled her into a hug, even patting her on the butt at the end, "Be good, don't move!"

Be good, uncle.

Only then did I realize that I wasn't at home.

Wen Wan took a breath and twisted in his arms, trying to break free. When she failed, she had to lower her voice and warn him, "Xie Changqing, this is in your dormitory."

Unexpectedly, he didn't care at all. He rubbed his chin on her hair like a spoiled child, and said in a lazy voice with a sleepy tone:

"I know!"

“It’s a bad thing to let people see the impact.”

"No one saw it."

Wen Wan looked out the window again. It was already so dark that it was impossible to go back to the village.

Well, destroy it! Just sleep a little longer.