I Really Didn’t Want to Become a Scumbag

"Have you never thought about what to do when you get married in the future?" Wen Qing continued frowning and asked.

Zhou Yuwen was shocked, looking at Wen Qing a little strangely, and finally shook his head, with a wry smile on his face: "I have no plans to get married."

"?" Wen Qing puzzled.

The light in the living room was dim, half of Zhou Yuwen’s face was illuminated by the dim light, and the other side was facing the light. Zhou Yuwen’s eyes showed a trace of loneliness, looking at Wen Qing with a slightly sad expression: "Aunt Wen, do you think I am Is this kind of family really suitable for marriage?"

Wen Qing was suffocated with anger, but when she met Zhou Yuwen's eyes, she couldn't help being touched in her heart. Zhou Yuwen's desolation could not be pretended, as if she was an unloved child.

Zhou Yuwen smiled softly at Wen Qing. He said, "Since I was a child, I don't even know who my father is. How can a person like me be suitable for marriage."

Wen Qing stood there and was silent for a while. Although she was more than 30 years old, her figure has been maintained very well. Now she is wearing a V-neck silk pajamas, which is graceful and luxurious to show the charm of a woman.

Zhou Yuwen's words made Wen Qing not know what to say for a while. She couldn't help but said, "Then why do you want to fall in love with others?"

"Before I fell in love, I made it clear to them that I never thought about getting married." Zhou Yuwen said.

Wen Qing couldn't help laughing: "Then you are playing a hooligan?"

Zhou Yuwen smiled: "So no matter how Qian Qian chases me, I won't agree."

"?" Wen Qing was taken aback.

Zhou Yuwen's face was soft: "Qian Qian, just like my sister, don't you think that if I'm really with her, I actually hurt her?"

With that said, Wen Qing actually felt that Zhou Yuwen was great. She looked at Zhou Yuwen, but saw that the sadness in Zhou Yuwen's eyes was not like a fake. He had a faint smile on his face, but he didn't seem happy at all. The whole person was dim. Looks lonely in the moonlight.

"It’s late, Aunt Wen, I’m sorry about what happened tonight, I just hope you don’t tell others, I know I’m bad, but things are already like this, I won’t abandon Linlin, not to mention, I don’t I'm sorry to do something shallow."

Zhou Yuwen nodded at Wen Qing as he said, preparing to go back to the house. This is the end of today's matter.

But Zhou Yuwen's words have outlined Wen Qing's sympathy. Wen Qing's nose is a little sour. She has never thought that Zhou Yuwen's heart is so lonely, she doesn't plan to get married?

"Why don't you plan to get married? Even if your mother and your father's marriage is unhappy, it is their business and has nothing to do with you."

Zhou Yuwen's loneliness evoked Wen Qing's maternal love, and Wen Qing tried to rekindle Zhou Yuwen's hope for marriage.

Zhou Yuwen had planned to leave, but Wen Qing's words stopped Zhou Yuwen. Zhou Yuwen didn't know what to say for a while, turned around and glanced at Wen Qing.

But seeing Wen Qing still standing there, looking at Zhou Yuwen earnestly, the moon came out, and the moonlight shined through the window on Wen Qing's body, giving Wen Qing the brilliance of the Virgin.

Wen Qing looked at Zhou Yuwen seriously, walked towards Zhou Yuwen herself, stretched out her hand and grabbed Zhou Yuwen's hand.

She held Zhou Yuwen's hands in both hands and said: "You shouldn't think so.",

"I," Wen Qing's wave of operations made Zhou Yuwen a little uncomfortable.

"Come on, can you talk to Aunt Wen, Yuwen." Wen Qing took Zhou Yuwen and sat on the sofa.

She was wearing a nightdress, and when she sat down, the opening on the side would naturally open, revealing a long, white leg.

Zhou Yuwen saw it accidentally, but quickly averted his gaze, it was impossible for him to stare randomly.

But at this time, Wen Qing was all about saving Zhou Yuwen, she didn't think so much at all. Her hands had been tightly holding Zhou Yuwen's hands and refused to let go, and she looked at Zhou Yuwen seriously: "Why don't you want to get married?"

Zhou Yuwen smiled bitterly and lowered his head: "Auntie Wen, do you think someone like me will be happy when we get married?"

"You have to have confidence in yourself. Aunt Wen knows that your family is not good, but you are an excellent person and you can be responsible to your family." Wen Qing encouraged.

"Aunt Wen thinks that I am like someone responsible for the family? Think about who I was with just now." Zhou Yuwen smiled bitterly, thinking Wen Qing was opening his eyes and talking nonsense.

Wen Qing remembered the scene between Zhou Yuwen and Qiao Linlin just now, and couldn't help blushing and gave Zhou Yuwen a look.

Zhou Yuwen didn’t feel anything. He said, “Maybe some things are carved into my genes. I used to hate my father very much. Never be a scumbag, but you have seen it now, I ended up like this in the end."

"You don't have to be like this, and tell Qiao Linlin clearly that you are not suitable." Wen Qing said.

"Linlin's first time was given to me. She has been with me for a year. As long as she doesn't say to leave, it is impossible for me to abandon her." Zhou Yuwen said.

"Then have you ever thought, what will your mother know?" Wen Qing looked at Zhou Yuwen.

Zhou Yuwen looked back at Wen Qing and shook his head: "She won't know, will you tell her? Aunt Wen,"

"I,"

"Don't tell her, I admit that I am not a good person, but I must be my mother's good son. She is getting older and I don't want her to worry about me anymore~www.wuxiamtl.com~Do you know?" Zhou Yuwen said. As he spoke, his face had become cold, but the hand that was originally held by Wen Qing was taken back.

Although he was a thirty-year-old idle **** in his previous life, he has experienced some things, at least better than Wen Qing, a woman who only knows how to live a delicate life, so when Zhou Yuwen got serious, he gave Wen Qing a little pressure.

"Aunt Wen, I am not a good person, but I consciously treat Qianqian well. In my eyes, Qianqian is my own sister. I will give it to her if I can give it to her. And you, I'm not bad to you. You don’t need to file a complaint with my mother because of this little thing, right? I’m my mother’s son. This incident tells my mother that the relationship between our two families may also end here. Aunt Wen, what do you think?" Zhou Yuwen lowered his voice and said lightly.

Wen Qing didn't expect Zhou Yuwen's face to suddenly change, but she never reacted.

"Aunt Wen, you have always been my elder, and I respect you, but you must also consider me. As long as you treat this as never happened, you will always be my good aunt." Zhou Yuwen hugged Wen affectionately. Qing patted on the shoulder, and said seductively.