The car finally returned to General Shangwu's mansion. The guards and servants at the door opened the door and came in. There was still a hint of cold in the background in spring, snowflakes were falling from the sky, and the road was very muddy. Wang Mao got off the car, and the butler Wang Peng hurriedly said to be careful of the slippery road. Wang Maoru smiled and said that I was not old and confused.

Seeing that the woman at home did not come to greet him, Wang Maoru was curious and asked where the people had gone. Wang Peng reported to the truth that his family was holding a full moon banquet for Wang Luoying, the daughter of the fourth wife Zhiya.

Wang Maoru was stunned at first, then smiled slightly, feeling a little emotional. It had been a month since he could not like this daughter or dislike him. He always thought that the child took Zhiya's life away, but the child was innocent, so his mood was particularly complicated. From the time of the birth of the child, Wang Maoru had just glanced at him. He was always busy in the presidential palace and could not come back home. This time it was Luo Ying's full moon banquet. Ulantuya knew that Wang Maoru didn't like the grand arrangement, so he held a small banquet at his own house, and the wives in the mansion were also participated. Everyone gave Ulantuya a face and also gave the dead fourth wife Zhiya. Even when Wang Maoru came back, no wife came to greet him.

"Master, otherwise you can rest, I think you are so tired..." Wang Peng knew that Wang Maoru had a complicated thoughts about Luo Ying, his daughter, so he took the initiative to make excuses.

Wang Maoru waved his hand and said, "How can I have a daughter's full moon wine? I, a father, don't go, lead the way."

Wang Maoru's arrival still surprised the wife. Unexpectedly, Wang Maoru, who had not returned home for seven days, came home today. Everyone hurriedly brought him a seat. Wang Maoru smiled and drank a few sips of wine, chatting with everyone about the trivial matters at home, Zong Ding was not honest and fought with others, Zong Fu was praised by his husband recently, Caiwei suddenly became a lady, and the seven aunts and eight aunts and aunts Zhang and Li family were in trouble.

During the meal, Madam Hu came out with the child in her arms, and everyone sent gifts and blessings. The second wife Yuzhuo also gave the child a golden lock, and everyone did not look down on the child because of the fourth wife's departure.

Wang Maoru didn't prepare any gifts. He looked down at the child. The little guy was still sleeping soundly in such a noisy environment. Luo Ying looked too much like Zhiya. When she saw her, she thought of Zhiya, and he sighed in his heart.

When they were fighting, they saw what gifts Wang Maoru was going to give to their children. Wang Maoru was a little embarrassed. Where did he prepare to sleep with any gifts. Suddenly he thought of something and said, "Wulan, I will give this child a gift. Her mother likes to write movie scripts, which means she also likes to shoot movies. Let's do this. Songjun, take out a sign from the mansion and run a film company in our family. When Luo Ying was eighteen years old, the film company would be handed over to her."

"Okay, that's it." Zhu Songjun said.

When the ladies saw Wang Maoru giving such a generous gift to the little guy, they were a little jealous, but when they thought about it, it was better to say it was for the dead Zhiya, and they didn't say anything.

Wang Maoru looked at the child a few more times, then took a few sips of wine and went back to rest. The ladies looked at each other, and they were also somewhat distracted.

Today is the 14th. According to the rules set by the wife, the fourth wife, Zhiya, should have served her. Now Zhiya is gone, Wang Maoru misses her. When he walked to Zhiya's villa, the door was locked. Wang Peng quickly opened it. Since he used floor heating, the room was warm for more than twenty degrees, but the dust was very thick, and black coarse cloth was covered everywhere, making it look deserted.

Jiya has been dead for a month.

This month's busyness made him almost forget about this matter, and fortunately he was busy this month, which made him focus all his energy on work.

The room is still this room, but the people are no longer there, and the windows are dusty. Although some people clean the free villa often, how can they be clean when Zhiya is there? Zhiya is a woman who loves cleanliness and knows how to live. Everything in the room is full of uniqueness and elegance. Books are included on a row of bookshelfs, and a picture of galloping horses hung on the wall to the north. Who gave her a gift to him? He forgot. But when Zhiya liked it at that time, he took it and said that he would definitely buy a big price in the future. Wang Maoru laughed at her as a little money fan.

He walked to the map of Ten Thousand Horses and looked carefully. It turned out that the charm of each horse was different. Although it was Ten Thousand Horses, Wang Mao only had about a hundred horses. After signing it, he was a man named Zong Zheng. The year name below was the 27th year of Jiajing. Because he didn't know much about calligraphy and painting, Wang Maoru didn't know if there was a famous person in history, but it should be at least a cultural relic.

Next to Wanmatu is a desk, which is the desk that Zhiya usually creates. Zhiya is a film screenwriter and has created more than 20 excellent film works for Jin Xiushan's film company. Wang Maoru walked over and looked at it and found that there was a half-written movie script.

Jiya hasn't finished the script?

Wang Maoru picked it up and looked at it carefully. The name of the story is "He comes from the Future", which is a very interesting name.

Wang Maoru sat in the chair, opened the script, and saw this unfinished story. The story was about an ordinary girl living in the city who met a robber on the way to school at the girls' school. At this time, a boy suddenly appeared to save him, but was injured and rescued by the girl. The girl took the boy home for treatment. The boy showed weirdness everywhere, and sometimes he could predict what would happen in the next few days. The boy told the girl that he came here to find a man. After the boy recovered, the girl helped him start looking for someone. Finally, after finding the man, he found that the man was in danger. The boy tried his best to save the man, and the girl who had friendship with him resolutely joined the ranks of saving people...

When the story goes through here, there is no more. This is half of the movie script created by Zhiya.

It's quite interesting. Zhiya is actually creating a science fiction movie script, from the future? Didn't he come from the future? Haha, Wang Maoru felt very interesting when he thought of this, so he picked up his pen and continued to write the story. No one came to disturb him. As he was writing, he fell asleep on the table.

At night, Wang Maoru felt someone approaching and woke up alertly. Seeing that it was Tang Baoqi coming over with a blanket and preparing to cover him. Seeing that Wang Maoru woke up, she said, "Xiusheng, take a break."

"Okay." Wang Maoru looked at the script that had written several thousand words, but it was not finished yet, but he was not in a hurry. After sorting it out, he followed Tang Baoqi to her villa. It was already three o'clock in the evening. Wang Maoru was curious about why she was not sleeping, so he asked. Tang Baoqi sighed and said, "I have to worry about my nephew and niece these days."

"What's wrong?"

"Prime Minister Gu is having a divorce, and the children do not want to lose this stepmother. Although Huang Huilan has made things difficult for her appointment, she regards her two children as her own. The two children have already regarded her as a mother." Tang Baoqi said.

Wang Maoru said in surprise: "Prime Minister Gu Weijun? Divorce?"

"yes."

Wang Maoru smiled bitterly, what happened to his brother-in-law, how could he think of divorce, and asked, "Do you know the reason before and after?"

"The reason before and after is related to you." Tang Baoqi said.

"Why is it related to me? The more you talk about it, the more I am confused."

Tang Baoqi sighed lightly before saying, "The Huang family in Nanyang was originally ranked among the 36th-generation families, but because Mr. Huang was on two boats, he was finally fired from the 36th-generation families alliance by you. He was even angry and implicated Gu Weijun. Ms. Huang also thought that Gu Weijun was weak, so she urged him to fight against you. This was completely willful revenge. Gu Weijun naturally refused, so the two had a conflict. The two children ran to me for a few more days and were sent back today."

Wang Maoru was surprised how tricky she was with Ms. Huang, and even clamored that Gu Weijun was fighting against her. She didn't know that as long as Gu Weijun fought against her, she would immediately dismiss him? She was really willful and unwise. It seems that the Huang family in Nanyang is really not promising.

"Xiusheng, I want to say one thing." Tang Baoqi said.

"you say."

Tang Baoqi hesitated for a moment and said, "I am going to move back to Shenyang Xiu Mansion."

Wang Maoru was surprised and said, "Why? Isn't it okay here?"

"I am the only hostess in Xiugongguan." Tang Baoqi said in a firm tone, "But here the hostess is someone else, I seem to be a guest, and I still have a job in Shenyang, and here? Just like flowers in a vase, it's just a decoration."

Wang Maoru listened to the same words many times, and he knew that according to her personality, Tang Baoqi had already made up her mind before saying this to herself. She was such a girl. Once she decided on what to do, she would definitely go all the way, regardless of whether she agreed or not. He smiled bitterly, stroked her hair, and said, "Is there any room for a turn of things?"

Tang Baoqi said softly but firmly: "No, when the weather gets warm in May, I will go back to Shenyang. The children also return to Shenyang, where their classmates and friends are there."

"The children may not be willing to leave." Wang Maoru said.

Tang Baoqi said: "Have you asked the children? Of course they are willing to leave with me. Are they willing to stay with you? They have only seen you at Zhiya's funeral this month. How long has there been any other time?"

Wang Maoru was speechless immediately.

"Let's rest, you still have work tomorrow." Tang Baoqi said hard, leaving no room for anything.
Chapter completed!