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Published at 11th of March 2022 09:42:42 PM


Chapter 972

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Liu Juan's body was trembling. She took the bag off her shoulder and grabbed it hard.

"What? Ready to pretend that you're not for money? Throw me your bag?"

Zhang Tong smiled and stretched out his hand. "Then give it to me. It's only a few days and you can refund it. I also think it's a little more to give you 30000."

"Hum!"

Liu Juan finally didn't throw it out. 30000 yuan. Don't be white.

Before leaving, she stared coldly at Wen Ning.

This bastard didn't like her from the beginning.

I think she will be the best person in her bedroom or class sooner or later.

Therefore, she has been imposing her own thinking on her.

Take the initiative to help her find a man and push her wechat to all kinds of people.

Unexpectedly, Wen Ning really held back.

In the past two years at school, I didn't talk about a love affair.

"Wenning, you're so secretive that you already have a boyfriend."

Guo Ru in the distance came over excitedly and whispered in Wen Ning's ear, "still so rich."

"No... no, he's not my boyfriend."

Wen Ning lowered his head to explain.

"Wen Ning hasn't promised yet. We're just ordinary friends now."

Feng Lin smiled.

"Don't explain. Take me shopping first."

Wen Ning doesn't like being surrounded by so many people. She's not a publicity person.

"OK."

Feng Lin opens the front passenger door.

Wen Ning sat in the car and waved to Guo Ru, "I'll buy a quilt first."

"Bye."

Guo Ru smiled and nodded.

Feng Lin closed the door and drove away by himself.

Wen Ning looked out of the window, and many men took pictures with their mobile phones.

She couldn't help asking, "where did you rent a sports car? When you came, you drove Wuling Hongguang."

"Borrowed." Feng Lin smiled.

"That's what I said."

Wen Ning remembered that Feng Lin also knew big stars like Wen Renxi Guya.

Girlfriend is also a famous businessman.

It must be very easy to borrow a sports car.

"What did you say to buy?" Feng Lin asked.

"You don't have to worry about buying quilts. My restaurant is diagonally opposite and sells them."

Wenning waved her hand.

"Just been bullied?"

Feng Lin looked at Wen Ning and said with a smile.

"I was bullied, you still laugh?" Wenning puffed up her mouth slightly.

"Ha ha! Are you flirting with me?"

Feng Lin couldn't help laughing.

Speaking of her age, she is one or two years older than Tang Qianqian.

But in Feng Lin's eyes, her psychological age is much older.

As for Tang Qianqian and Gu Duoduo, they look like primary school students.

"Who is spoiled?"

Wen Ning looks out of the window.

Finally, Feng Lin parked the car in front of her braised chicken restaurant.

"Uncle."

Wenning hurried out of the car and walked inside.

"The boss is back?"

The middle-aged man in the chef's clothes came out with a smile.

"Isn't it urgent to pay you?" Wen Ning joked.

Feng Lin also got off and came to the store.

"Uncle, make two large portions first." Wen Ning said to the middle-aged man.

"OK!"

The middle-aged man nodded and walked into the back kitchen.

Wen Ning sits in front of the computer at the counter and calculates all the bill records.

Then take out your mobile phone for transfer.

"Uncle, the salary is on your card. Have a look."

Wenning walks back to the kitchen.

"OK."

The middle-aged man promised.

Wenning goes to the opposite door again. After a while, she comes with a quilt and puts it behind the Wuling Hongguang Mini.

These days, her car has been used by the chefs here.

Finally, Wen Ning sat opposite Fenglin and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why did you put it in that car? You won't let me see you off?" Feng Lin asked.

"No, I like to keep a low profile. Just go back by myself. I can't trouble you."

Wen Ning shook his head at Feng Lin.

"OK."

Closing the forest doesn't want to waste time.

Wen Huarong did not promise to seal Lin and told him address of the Shura palace.

Maybe after that, there are other troubles.

It's good to go back early.

After a while, two portions of braised chicken were served.

Feng Lin looked at the chicken and unconsciously thought of old four.

This is his favorite food.

After Feng Lin ate and drank enough, he said goodbye to Wenning.

He drove back to Xiande.

When we arrived at the Township Road, we closed the forest in a deserted place and stuffed the sports car in.

Pull out Wuling Hongguang.

This kind of path, low chassis sports car, can't drive.

Back to wenhuarong's restaurant, as usual, it is overcrowded.

However, we are not eating this time.

Wen Huarong leaned against the counter and was chatting with these people.

She changed into a black skirt and wore cloth shoes under her feet.

The hair was tied into a ball head.

It feels very capable.

As soon as Feng Lin went in, Wen Huarong waved to the old men, "all go back. The people who pick me up are coming."

"Huarong, where are you going to travel? I asked my son to arrange a trip for you. The whole journey is free."

"Xiao Rong, I can't live without you. I feel bad if I can't see you all day."

"Let me know when you come back."

"It seems that you don't really love Huarong. I will come here every day in the future."

……

The old hair around me is warm and gorgeous. They are all reluctant to give up.

"Get out of here!"

Wen Huarong gave a cold drink.

Hearing the speech, these old men dispersed one by one.

"The popularity of predecessors is really high."

Feng Lin walked in with a smile, "where are you going?"

"Take me to LAN he."

Wen Huarong looked at Feng Lin expressionless.

"Elder, about Shura palace..."

Feng Lin rubbed his hands with a smile.

"Wait till you get there."

Wen Huarong went out and locked the door of the restaurant.

"OK."

Feng Lin nodded and took the initiative to open the front passenger door of Wuling Hongguang.

Beside the road, the old men haven't gone yet.

They watched Wen Huarong get on the car of Fenglin and sighed.

"Huarong, an intellectual woman, should take a Rolls Royce."

"Hey, I didn't bring any luggage. I must be poor. I don't know if I can eat enough these days."

……

Feng Lin rolled his eyes and drove away immediately.

After getting on the road, he smiled and asked, "senior, it seems that those who pursue you are big people."

"There are also little people."

Wen Huarong looked at Feng Lin and asked, "how many wives do you have?"

"Er... You stopped me." It's embarrassing to seal the forest.

"Countless?"

Wen Huarong's face suddenly became cold.

"No, I'm afraid to tell the truth. The elder beat me."

Feng Lin shook his head gently.

"Say."

Wen Huarong propped his chin and looked out of the window.

"At present, three."

What Feng Lin recognized in his heart was Xu Ruoying.

Besides her, Zhao Qingqing, a girl, should also be treated well.

The rest, of course, is Qiuhui of the Shengong temple.

They almost grew up together. Feng Lin had long regarded her as his family.

"What is the present?"

Wen Huarong's Willow eyebrows stood upright.

"Because there are still many girls chasing me. In case they impress me one day, I may agree."

As soon as Feng Lin finished, he found that Wen Huarong raised his hand.

"You said you wouldn't hit me!" Feng Lin said hurriedly.

PS: Feng Lin: I'm afraid to tell the truth. If the elder doesn't hit me, the reader's father will hit me too.




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