My Destined Lover

Fortunately, Arthur lived in the Lambert family every day these days, and Lily was used to his command. She smiled in a good temper: “Well, wait for me here for a while, and I will be right back.”

Arthur watched Lily walk into the sun. He looked up at the shade above his eyes, remembered something, and complained: “Why does Grandpa insist that I live in the Lambert family for a few days? It’s not fun at all, and I don’t know what the picture is…”

…

Rowan family.

At the dinner table, Uncle Wen and Wen Qingye just learned that Laura and Lin Fu had broken their relationship, and they were sincerely happy.

“Come on, come on, touch a cup!”

“Clink the glasses!”

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Uncle Wen took the lead in moving chopsticks. “Come and come, you eat more vegetables and eat more.”

A table is full of dishes that Laura and Wen Qingye love to eat. Laura picks up a shrimp with a smile. “Qingye, why don’t you eat it?”

You know, when I was a child, Wen Qingye liked to rob shrimp with her, but now, she doesn’t move with chopsticks?

Wen Qingye buried himself in rice, and his voice was stuffy: “Don’t worry about me, I will eat.”

It was rare to see him like this. Laura felt strange and gave Uncle Wen a look.

What I got was Uncle Wen’s helpless shaking his head, which was obviously unclear.

Laura couldn’t ask any more questions, so he had to add vegetables to Wen Qingye’s bowl from time to time. However, the other party didn’t look at it from beginning to end, and after eating in a low mood, he got up straight and went back to his room.

“Uncle Wen, what happened to Qingye?” Laura bit his chopsticks.

Uncle Wen shook his head. “It was like this yesterday. He didn’t say anything when he kept asking him. He just said ‘Nothing’, and I don’t know.”

With a long sigh, the child grew up and had his own worries, but he was a father who didn’t know at all.

Laura put down his chopsticks thoughtfully. “I’ll ask his classmates tomorrow.”

…

The next day.

Class two.

Clearly it was time for class, but the class was very quiet, and one by one, I buried myself in hard work to prepare for the next class.

“Dudun”. The noise outside the window caught the attention of the students by the window.

Looking up, I saw Laura standing in front of the window, leaning over and whispering: “Classmate, can I ask you a question?”

Seeing that it was her, the eyes of the students by the window lit up: It was Laura! The first grade who went against the weather actually asked himself questions!

After excitement, I was nervous. The students by the window pinched their skirts and instinctively whispered, “What’s the problem? If I can answer it, I will definitely say it.”

Laura bent his eyes: “Don’t be nervous, just a little thing-you can ask, why does Wen Qingye seem to be very unhappy recently?”

“Huh?”

The students by the window were stunned, and the schoolmaster in his class had friendship with Laura. This feeling was as novel as knowing that Einstein and Lu Xun were friends.

He flashed his eyes a few times and mumbled something: “These words should not have been said to the outside world.”

Speaking of this, the students by the window licked their lips nervously and looked at the eye corridor from side to side. After confirming that no teacher passed by, Fang continued: “Mrs. Wilson has an interview quota at Notting University. Wen Qingye wants it very much, but I don’t know why. Mrs. Wilson seems to dislike him very much.”

“Yesterday, Mrs. Wilson even said in front of the whole class that even if Wen Qingye took the first grade, she would not give him the quota…”

“Maybe, because of this, Wen Qingye has only been in a bad mood these days.”