Knowing that Wen Jing didn't give away the sports car, and knowing that it was just Zhang Yadong who drove the sports car back, Wen Dabao felt comfortable and excited, as if he had eaten honey, but remembered the call from Director Xiao of the Public Security Bureau last night......

"Dongzi, ......" Wen Dabao looked at Zhang Yadong with a serious face, and said in a deep voice: "Famous cars, sports cars, yes, pull the wind, but you still have to pay attention to safety, safety first, so don't speed in the future, I will help you get the license plate as soon as possible." ”

Safety first, speeding, no, Zhang Yadong felt that there was something wrong with Wen Dabao's words, as if he was reminding himself...... "Uncle Wen, speeding......"

"Don't worry, listen to me!" Zhang Yadong's words were interrupted by Wen Dabao before he could say anything. "Young man, the first time, it's inevitable, as long as you don't commit it in the future, otherwise you will scare away a bunch of traffic police, how bad the impact will be!"

understood, this time Zhang Yadong completely understood: it was Wen Jing's dead woman who was speeding, and then the police car chased all the way, and finally was thrown off, reported to the above, and checked...... It's troublesome, the whole wine is a Mercedes-Benz SL-65-AMG, which belongs to the daughter of the Wen family, and the director of the public security bureau also saw it in Wen Dabao's villa, and the most important thing is that the director of the public security bureau has just returned from Mr. Wen Dabao's birthday party......

No wonder last night a group of policemen ran away when they saw themselves, no, it should be said that it is no wonder that last night the policemen ran away as soon as they saw the sports car, there is no license plate, drunk driving, and the previous speeding, it's not good not to catch it, it's a trouble to catch it back, it's better to leave!

Zhang Yadong understands that it is not his own face that is big, nor the face of Wen Jing's dead woman, but Wen Jing's father, Wen Dabao's big face!

"Got it, got it. Zhang Yadong looked helpless, but he couldn't explain anything, just smiled bitterly and nodded heavily.

"Hmm!" Wen Dabao also nodded with a smile. "It's okay, let's go out, find Jingjing, go out and yo-yo, hehe......"

"Hmm!" Zhang Yadong nodded heavily, but his eyes fell on the plastic bag on the sofa next to him. "Uncle Wen, this medicine ......"

"What's the medicine, it's all good, you don't need to apply the medicine!"

"Uncle Wen, in fact, I helped you do acupuncture, this medicine really can't be used, and it will clog pores and hinder metabolism when applied, so I still take it out and help you throw it away, right?"

"Okay, okay, just throw it away. Wen Dabao had a big face, but how did he know Zhang Yadong's heart......

"Oh. Zhang Yadong picked up the plastic bag on the sofa, and then walked slowly towards the door, but when he was about to reach out to open the door, he slowly turned around. "Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you, this medicine was quietly asked for you. ”

"Huh?" Hearing Zhang Yadong say this, Wen Dabao was in a hurry, and hurriedly shouted: "Dongzi, Dongzi, wait a minute, you wait a minute!"

"Uncle Wen, are you still in trouble?" Zhang Yadong said with a sly smile on his face.

"After all, it's medicine, it's a pity to lose it, and it's also bought with money, don't throw it away, it's too wasteful, give it to me, give it to me, I'll stay, and I'll ...... it in the future."

"Oh, that's right!" Zhang Yadong handed the plastic bag in his hand to Wen Dabao, and then walked slowly towards the door, and reminded him when he left. "Uncle Wen, remember, don't apply that medicine, although it has no countereffect, but it has no effect, don't waste it. ”

Zhang Yadong walked out of Wen Dabao's room, gently closed the door, but did not close it, and then walked towards the door of Wen Jing's room. Zhang Yadong remembers the quiet room clearly, after all, what he kicked that afternoon and everything he saw...... Mom, I'm still panicking when I think about it now.

"Miss Jingjing......" Zhang Yadong has learned to be well-behaved this time, and he knows how to be polite, so he has to knock on the door first!

"Huh?" As soon as she heard the knock on the door and Zhang Yadong's scream, Wen Jing was almost startled, not because she was not wearing clothes, not because she was afraid that Zhang Yadong would see her body, but because she was ......

Mobile phones, two mobile phones, the mobile phone that I snatched from that guy just now is exactly the same as the mobile phone on his bed, which means that people have never entered their own room at all, and they have not taken away the mobile phone they bought, but ...... Mom, this time it's over, this time it's really embarrassing, what face do I have......

Hmph, who asked you to buy a mobile phone is exactly the same as Miss Ben bought? Hmph, whoever let you buy a mobile phone didn't tell Miss Ben, and didn't tell Miss Ben their phone number, so ......

"Miss Jingjing, are you inside?" Zhang Yadong's voice came from outside the door again.

"In ...... I'm changing clothes, you wait a minute!" Wen Jing was nervous, and immediately inserted the mobile phone card she had just bought into her newly bought mobile phone, hid the mobile phone that Li Chenggang bought for Zhang Yadong under the pillow, and then hurriedly walked to the door, opened the door, and handed the mobile phone to Zhang Yadong's eyes. "What are you yelling about, isn't it just a mobile phone, who is rare, I ...... I'm just going to take a look. ”

"This ......" made Zhang Yadong confused, but thinking of his own affairs and his "tricks", Zhang Yadong took the mobile phone in Wen Jing's hand, and then said anxiously: "Miss Jingjing, it's not good, your father ...... him"

"He's not my father!" Zhang Yadong was interrupted by Wen Jing before he could finish his words.

"This ......" Zhang Yadong looked embarrassed and embarrassed, but after pondering for a while, he still said anxiously: "Uncle Wen, his knee has a problem, and he has a pure fracture, even if he is sent to the hospital, it is estimated that it will not be of much use, and it is estimated that he will be disabled!"

"Huh?" Hearing Zhang Yadong say this, Wen Jing was really anxious, but she really didn't expect that because of her Wen Dabao, she actually ......

"Ahh ”

"I ...... I'm not going. ”

"Cut!" Zhang Yadong had a look of disdain and anger, but he didn't mean to obey Wen Jing, he reached out and grabbed Wen Jing's arm, and dragged Wen Jing to the door of Wen Dabao's study.

Zhang Yadong didn't speak, didn't let Wen Jing in, just gently pushed open the door, just the "sinister" smile on his face......

"Hmph...... ...... hummed, "Wen Dabao is fine, Wen Dabao is proud at this moment, the smile on his face can be bright, but he is happy, while applying ointment on his knees, he is still humming a small tune in his mouth.

"You ......" Wen Jing looked angry, Wen Jing knew that she had been deceived, she was deceived by the guy in front of her, she turned around and was about to leave, but ...... However, Zhang Yadong grabbed his arm.

"Uncle Wen, I've come to see you quietly!" Zhang Yadong looked proud, pushed open the door as he spoke, and pushed Wen Jing in front of him in.

"Huh?" "When I saw that it was Zhang Yadong, and when I saw that there was my own daughter, I thought that Zhang Yadong had said that the medicine had no effect, it was just a waste...... Wen Dabao looked nervous and embarrassed, and hurriedly hid the potion bottle in his hand behind him.

"Uncle Wen, you ...... Why are you applying the safflower oil that Jingjing bought for you?" Zhang Yadong was shocked, puzzled, and pretending to be really similar. "And this Yunnan Baiyao, you don't bleed, what Yunnan Baiyao are you applying? Didn't I tell you, you can't apply it, not only has no effect, but even has a counterproductive ......."

"Reaction?" "Didn't you say there was no reaction just now, how can you ...... me now...... I like to paint, it's your business, I'm ...... I'm comfortable, can't I?"

"Oh......" Zhang Yadong nodded thoughtfully, or rather with satisfaction. "Understood, understood, continue to paint, it's okay, it's okay, as long as you're comfortable!"