Yuan Wenqian went to the open space of the French window, held a yoga ball that Yuan Yao used to do yoga, put it beside Yuan Yao's bed, climbed on the yoga ball and sat quietly.

Then he said, "I shouldn't go to Aurora international to find you, and then I just met your boss..."

Yuan Yao choked, and always felt that Wen Muyan's words were always a little awkward.

Instead of thinking deeply, he focused on another important issue.

"What happened yesterday? Seeing Xia Mingxiu, did you guess something vaguely? "

Yuan Wenqian could not help but bow his head and turned his eyes.

"Talk to you!"

Yuan Yao urged impatiently.

Yuan Wenqian raised his head, and the contempt in his eyes was taken back in the future.

Yuan Yao clenched her teeth. Before she reached for the attack, she heard Yuan Wen Qian's immature voice.

"Can you stop being so stupid? What do you mean by guessing a little bit... That's very obvious. I understand very well that the president of Aurora international, your temporary boss, is my own father!"

Yuan Yao's eyes widened in horror, "do you know? So sure! "

"... it's obvious, OK? Why are you so stupid? Anyone with eyes can see it! You made me so much like him. "

"No, no! That's not what I'm trying to say! "

Yuan Yao suddenly opened her mouth. Her tone sounded tense and urgent.

"I want to ask, you are so small to recognize, then I think, last night, that bastard didn't seem to find your identity?"

Yuan Wenqian lowered his head and flashed a wise and sharp light in his dark and bright eyes.

"I followed him and never took off my sunglasses. He should not have thought that I still exist in this world. "

So, for the sake of not being a nuisance to him, I reminded him of the details.

Now, he almost knows.

Once there is doubt, he always has a way to prove it.

This matter should not be difficult for him.

Yuan Yao stares at yuan Wenqian for a long time, raises her hand across yuan Wenqian's eyes, and then stares at him left and right.

"No, you are still you. I can see at a glance that you are my son!"

Yuan Wenqian turned his head, dodged Yuan Yao's hand, looked at her scornfully for a long time, held his breath and wanted to say something. At last, he just sighed heavily.

"Yes, he may not be as smart as you!"

A mother who has seen him for five years, on the premise of knowing that she is her son, is still so complacent and thinks she is very smart. What else can he say?

In order to prevent Yuan Yao from being stupid with himself again, yuan Wenqian seized the initiative and said, "what were you thinking just now?"

"Yes?"

Yuan Wenqian took two deep breaths and explained patiently:

"Before I came in, you were lying on the bed by yourself, what were you thinking with your eyes open?"

Yuanyao thinks about it, slightly sidelights her body, stares at yuanwenqian, and slightly hooks her lips. Anyway, her son is smart, so it's OK to talk to him.

"Wen Qian, do you think your uncle Wen is very strange recently?"

Yuan Wenqian raised his eyes, raised his eyebrows, glanced at Yuan Yao, and said, "how do you say that?"

Yuan Yao frowned, a very tangled look, "do not know how to say? I just think... He... Is different! "