It must be his mother who bought the unsweet oranges.

Young Master Jiang threw the half of the oranges in his hand into the trash can with a whisper.

Wen April just walked out of the kitchen.

I saw him throwing the orange.

He came over and asked him, "What's wrong? Are the oranges not delicious?"

Young Master Jiang was stunned and turned to his usual aloofness and arrogance, "Oh, it's so sour."

Wen April was strange.

It shouldn't be.

She just bought fresh oranges today.

She bent down, took a piece of it casually, put it in her mouth, and tried it.

He said, "No, isn't it quite sweet?"

Jiang Ci: "..."

Why didn't he think that his mother had so much trouble???

He didn't have time to refute.

Wen Siyue followed another sentence, and a sharp sword was inserted into his chest, "Aren't you very sour? Last week, I asked my mother to buy you lemons..."

Jiang Ci: "..."

His head is about to explode.

In particular, he also noticed that Lin Mo's gaze was also looking here.

He coughed twice and said uneasyly: "Mom, hurry up and look at your kitchen, okay? The dishes will burn later, let's see how you treat them."

Wen Siyue was reminded and suddenly remembered that she forgot to add some seasonings to her duck soup.

He quickly turned around and headed to the kitchen.

When I passed by the sofa at the edge, I accidentally saw my husband holding the newspaper, staring at the newspaper without a moment, as if I could stare into the newspaper with a hole!

Wen Siyue was puzzled.

Why are these two fathers and sons stranger than the other?

"Hey, husband, what's wrong with you?"

Eye Tou didn't look back, "Nothing."

"Then what are you doing to ravage the newspaper?" Wen Siyue thought he hadn't had a good rest recently, which led to a bit of menopause?

Eye still looked expressionless, "I felt moved when I saw the report on international wars, and I was just angry."

Wen April: "…"

Why didn't she know before that her husband was so concerned about national affairs?

What's more, her husband's predecessor was not a gangster, so?

A dignified gangster military advisor would even worry about such a white-tale thing?

"Strange..." Wen Siyue muttered, too lazy to ask more questions, so she hurried into the kitchen.

Although the Jiang family invites an aunt to cook and clean.

But the family is basically used to the delicious dishes made by Wen April.

So generally speaking, unless Wen Siyue doesn't want to cook, she basically cooks by herself.

The aunt helped her.

In the kitchen—

An aunt over fifty years old is washing vegetables for Wen Siyue.

He looked entangled, sighed and inhaled.

I don't know what's going on.

I looked at Wen Siyue several times and looked like I was reluctant to speak.

Just when my aunt saw it for the 26th time-

Wen Siyue finally stopped the spoon in her hand, turned her head, and smiled helplessly: "Auntie, do you have anything to tell me?"

When the aunt heard this, she finally waited for the hostess to ask her!

He quickly said it all.

"Hey, madam, I've been working in your house for more than ten years. The young master basically watched him grow up..."

"Over the years, I'm very happy to see you educate the young master so well and grow up so well."

"only……"

The aunt said, her tone hesitated. She thought for a while before continuing: "It's just... sometimes, teenagers can't help but make mistakes and go the wrong way..."

"Madam, if you have time, talk to the young master?"

Wen Siyue was a little confused when she heard it, and she didn't understand what the aunt meant for a while, "That, aunt, I actually didn't understand very much? What does it mean to go the wrong way?"

The aunt sighed and looked out carefully.

Then he lowered his voice and said worriedly: "When I went upstairs to call the young master, I saw him at the entrance of the study, and he was still touching the little boy's head..."

"You said I'm not discriminating against this...just..."
Chapter completed!