His Wife Calls The Shots

Chapter 174

When she was about to arrive, she had already sent a message to Tang Qianheng.

So just after entering, Tang Qianheng ran over with the little invention made in the handicraft class and explained to her how to use it.

"Sister, sit down first, sit down."

Tang Qianheng took out a round cushion, and the two sat directly under the porch. The evening sun was shining brightly.

Qian Mi sat cross-legged, resting her chin in one hand, quietly watching him introduce the homemade aircraft in her hand.

The screws were not too tight, and the wings were tilted at an angle just as they were about to start.

"Oh!" Tang Qianheng frowned.

Qian Miao smiled unconsciously and said, "Wait."

As she said that, she leaned to the left, broke off a branch the size of a little finger of a potted plant, and then dug it next to the big tree root next to it.

Tang Qianheng was surprised and crawled over to watch her dig.

After more than ten seconds, suddenly, a small iron box appeared under the loose soil.

"Wow, what is this?" Tang Qianheng was very surprised.

Qian Mi pried out the small iron box, blew off the dirt covering it, entered the password, and opened it.

There were some small tools in it. She picked out a screwdriver and tightened the screws on the aircraft.

Tang Qianheng looked at her with wide eyes, "Sister, when did you hide this under the tree?"

"When the tree was still a sapling," she said casually.

Tang Qianheng: "Then are you only six years old? Dad said this tree is 13 years old this year."

"Um."

"Did you play this when you were six?"

He pointed to the tools in the toolbox.

Qian Miao thought for a while and said, "At that time, I liked dismantling and repairing things. Mom didn't let me play. I could only hide here, but I didn't expect it to be here."

Tang Qianheng nodded, then pulled the aircraft.

The little thing flew up and down.

not far away.

Tang Yi looked at this scene, and there was a rare gentleness in his eyes.

However, soon, it was occupied by a complex and tangled emotion.

He turned his eyes away.

"Let the eldest go change your clothes." He instructed the servant next to him.

The servant nodded and immediately went to Tang Qianmiao's side.

Lin Wenyu stood in the living room, impartially, watching the whole scene.

She stared at the iron box beside Tang Qianmiao, undercurrents surging in her eyes.

The rusted iron box seemed to be mocking her. No matter how long Tang Qianmiao had been away from this house, no matter how long she had lived here, Lin Wenyu would always be the only eldest lady here.

And she... was just a guest.

As expected, Tang Qianmiao refused to change clothes and did not plan to attend the banquet with Tang Yi.

These did not ease Lin Wenyu's mood.

So, when Tang Yi was about to get angry, she stepped forward and said to Tang Qianmiao: "Sister should be preparing for next week's chemistry competition, it's normal if you don't have time, and everyone here tonight is She's a perfumer, my sister doesn't know anything about these things, and I'm sure she'll be bored, Dad, don't force my sister to go with her, she's not suitable there."

She finished her remarks with a smile the whole time, but after all, her youthful vigour failed to perfectly disguise her hostility, and instead made people think she was strange.

Tang Yiyue has countless people, and naturally she can understand what she means.

It is nothing more than saying that Tang Qianmiao is useless in perfumery, and it is of no use to the Tang family when he goes, and he may do something and lose the face of the Tang family.

Tang Yi looked at Qian Miao with a stern look and wanted to see how she would reply.

However, there is probably an answer in my heart.

Was there ever a time when he wasn't disobedient?