How to capture the evil villain? I choose to be his mother!

Chapter 69 The Black Lotus Movie Emperor's Rich Mother
"Why is he here?"

Zhu Wen frowned.

Feng Siyi hesitated and said:
"Is it...Mr. Pei?"

Zhu Wen said with a firm tone:

"Well, it's him."

Feng Siyi was surprised at Zhu Wen's speed in recognizing people.

However, she has a deep filter for Zhu Wen and feels that Zhu Wen is omnipotent, so it is normal for him to recognize someone in just one second!
Feng Siyi: "I don't think I see Mr. Pei's assistant and driver nearby. Do you want to get off? It's raining heavily."

After a few seconds of silence, Zhu Wen finally nodded.

Finally, Feng Siyi and the driver got out of the car and tried to send Pei Zhou back to his home opposite.

However, Pei's residence was dark in the pouring rain, and no one was there.

Pei Zhou himself was also drunk, so it was not realistic to ask him to open the door.

Feng Siyi turned around to seek Zhu Wen's opinion.

Zhu Wen: "...Forget it, take him to the car and put him in the guest room at home."

Feng Siyi and the driver quickly did as they were told.

The car was so small that Pei Zhou was carried to Zhu Wen's side.

Feng Siyi even winked at the driver, asking him not to let Pei Zhou get too close to Zhu Wen.

result……

boom.

Pei Zhou slid weakly to the ground at Zhu Wen's feet, curling up into a small ball like an abandoned stray dog.

Feng Siyi was at a loss.

Zhu Wen: "That's it."

The back seat space is spacious enough to accommodate Pei Zhou lying down.

What's more, the way he was doing it made him look like he wanted to curl himself up into a ball!

Zhu Wen sniffed and smelled a faint, sweet scent of wine.

How much did you drink? You're already drunk?
Zhu Wen sneered, but the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

The garage is not far from the gate and only takes a few minutes.

After the driver parked the car, he called a bodyguard from home and asked him to help him lift Pei Zhou up.

When Pei Zhou moved, Zhu Wen's skirt moved with him.

Zhu Wen looked down and found Pei Zhou, who was lying at her feet, grabbing the hem of her skirt at some point.

It was a small corner, held so tightly that the veins on the back of his hand bulged.

"Sorry ma'am."

The driver tried to pry it open, but it was impossible. The two of them tried in vain.

Zhu Wen kicked Pei Zhou's shoulder with his toes:

"Get up when you wake up."

Pei Zhou was too sleepy to agree.

Zhu Wen called out twice more, and only gave up after confirming that he didn't respond:
"Then let's go down together."

Fortunately, her skirt was long enough and there was a layer of petticoat underneath, so even if the hem of her skirt was grabbed it had no effect.

It's just that the posture is a bit weird.

So much so that Shen Mo, who ran to the door upon hearing the news, had a strange look in his eyes:
"mom, Mom, Mom?"

He was wearing blue little monster pajamas, looking white and soft, with his hair hanging down obediently in front of his forehead.

Those dark and bright eyes only revealed a hint of displeasure when they looked at Pei Zhou.

When he turned to Zhu Wen, he smiled again:
"Mom, why is Uncle Pei here?"

"I met him at the door."

Zhu Wen also explained what had just happened.

Shen Mo exclaimed in surprise:

"So drunk people will run around everywhere like a dog that can't find its home?"

This vivid metaphor almost made Zhu Wen laugh out loud.

She quickly sent Shen Mo upstairs to rest.

Shen Mo: "I...I want to listen to my mother's stories."

He made a request rarely, so how could Zhu Wen bear to refuse?
Originally, she didn't dare to pull the skirt hard, fearing that she would use too much force and tear her favorite skirt.

Now, she pulled it decisively.

A sting.

The hem of the skirt was still in Pei Zhou's hand, but Zhu Wen's skirt was ruined.

I wonder how he will feel when he wakes up tomorrow and sees...

Zhu Wen: "Let's go."

She put Pei Zhou behind her mind without even looking at him.

Shen Mo looked back two or three times before he and Zhu Wen stepped into the elevator.

Zhu Wen saw through his thoughts and suddenly said:

"Momo, Mommy always remembers the promise she made to you."

Shen Mo knew what Zhu Wen was talking about.

He sighed slightly:

"Don't blame mom, it's the men out there who are so bad!" He clenched his fists, looking indignant!

Zhu Wen was delighted:

"You know these at such a young age?"

"Of course I understand!"

Shen Mo raised his chin proudly.

Zhu Wen's smile deepened.

"By the way, Mom wants to tell you a good news."

"What is it?"

Shen Mo's eyes were full of curiosity.

Suddenly, something occurred to him.

"Could it be..."

"That's right! Custody agreement! Your father...oh no, it was Shen Xuecheng who signed it!"

Shen Mo was so excited that he clenched his fists!

There wasn't much surprise on his face, but his clenched white hands were enough to prove everything.

Zhu Wen was stunned.

She didn't expect Shen Mo to care so much about custody.

"Ink."

"Mom, from now on...I only belong to you, and have nothing to do with Shen Xuecheng anymore, right?"

Shen Mo asked seriously, word by word.

Zhu Wen also answered seriously:

"of course."

Shen Mo suddenly smiled.

It was like the clouds had cleared and the rain had stopped, and dawn had arrived.

After Zhu Wen washed up, the mother and son lay down on Shen Mo's small bed together.

Zhu Wen leaned against the head of the bed, flipping through the... um, "Encyclopedia of Weapons" in his hand?
"So Mo Mo is interested in these?"

Zhu Wen flipped through the children's book with detailed introduction in amazement.

Shen Mo nodded shyly:

“I just like it.”

Zhu Wen's suggestion:

"So, does Momo want to be a scientist in the future?"

She once doubted whether Shen Mo really liked acting as described in the book. Could it be that he actually had other hobbies but they were suppressed because of his unhappy family?

Unexpectedly, Shen Mo's answer was:

“No, I still want to be an actor.”

Zhu Wen realized that this was a rare opportunity to have an in-depth exchange with Shen Mo:
"So Momo really likes acting?"

Shen Mo nodded gently:

"Well, acting is...interesting."

He used to like acting because he liked experiencing the illusory happiness in movies.

As the character he played had a happy ending, it seemed that even his real life was warmed up.

Now, he has real happiness.

Looking back, I found that acting is still very interesting.

Zhu Wen stroked his head:
"Well, pursue whatever you want to pursue, don't worry, don't be afraid. Mom will always be behind you."

Shen Mo nodded vigorously, with tears in his eyes.

Meanwhile, downstairs.

Pei Zhou opened his eyes from a daze and found himself lying in an unfamiliar room.

He was startled and sat up.

Then he found something in his hand.

Is this...the fabric for the skirt?

Pei Zhou had a bad feeling.

He looked through the glass and saw the familiar scenery outside the window. He quickly determined where he was by direction and angle.

The guest room on the first floor of Zhu Wen's house.

Slowly, his memory came back and he remembered what happened not long ago.

What about getting drunk and squatting at the door of Zhu Wen's house?

What fell at Zhu Wen's feet and grabbed the hem of her skirt;

Why can't others separate his hands?
……

what.

awkward.

Hopeless.

Wait to die.

(End of this chapter)