With money in his hand, he has enough confidence, Wang Zifan deliberately went to the most prosperous Tsim Sha Tsui Milton Road for a walk, and finished his outfit, with suits and leather shoes and expensive leather shoes, no longer a sling, the beauty turned back sharply, and before leaving, he bought a pair of crystal high heels and French perfume for Zhong Yihong, and several other children of the landlord and his wife each bought some small gifts such as comic books and snacks, and finally pinched his fingers and spent more than 3,000 in total. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

took a taxi back to the residence and entered the house, Zhong Yihong was sitting on the bench washing clothes, and saw Wang Zifan carrying a large bag and a small bag, but he didn't recognize it.

"Sir, who are you looking for?"

"Looking for you!"

"Huh?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Zhong Yihong's beautiful eyes widened, his face was full of disbelief, he wiped his hands casually and stood up, and walked in front of Wang Zifan.

"You're a prince......"

"Haha, now I know that my brother is very charming!" Wang Zifan tilted his head proudly, took out a thousand-yuan bill and handed it to her: "Na! rent, don't look for it!"

Zhong Yihong put the back of his hand against his forehead, he didn't have a fever, it wasn't a hallucination!

"Where did you get the money?"

"Don't worry, this money is earned, and it's as innocent as you!" Wang Zifan took out the crystal high heels and French perfume, and said with a smile: "Happy birthday, late birthday gift, I hope you like it!"

"Why do you want to send these, it's so expensive!" Zhong Yihong didn't answer, her face was red, the day before yesterday was her birthday, but it was the first time someone gave such a valuable thing when she was so big, and it was a man, so she was a little nervous.

"Buy everything, you don't just lose it!"

"Wait! It's a pity!" Zhong Yihong didn't know what to do, so she hurriedly snatched it over, feeling very hot with the gift in her hand, and took out the thousand-yuan bill and wanted to return it.

Wang Zifan pretended to be affectionate and said: "Ah Hong, I didn't settle down at the beginning, but you took me in......"

Zhong Yihong corrected shyly: "It's my dad!"

"It's all the same! I can't wait to make a promise...... Wang Zifan was afraid that Zhong Yihong would bite his lip and bleed, so he smiled and said: "Wash clothes!"

"Hmm!"

"Uncle and aunt haven't come back yet?"

"Hmm!"

"Liu Songren is looking for you to be the heroine?"

"Hmm!"

Zhong Yihong's heart was in turmoil, and she nodded when asked, she used to look down on Wang Zifan, and felt that she was going to be smoked to death by the smell of hillbillies, but today he seems to have changed as a person, speaking humorously, with confident eyes, and giving her expensive gifts, if it wasn't for her previous impression, she wondered if she was being targeted by a rich second generation.

Wang Zifan thought for a while and said, "I almost forgot, I also have news for you!"

"What's the news?" Zhong Yihong mustered up the courage to raise her head, she really became handsome!

Wang Zifan was funny in his heart, Zhong Yihong was a female man in his memory, she spoke and did things with a big smile, and once saw her climb a tree and climb over a wall, more skinny than a boy.

"Come with me to the TV station tomorrow and get a role for you!"

"What?"

Wang Zifan rubbed her little head: "Don't you want to sign a contract, you must be able to play this role well!"

Zhong Yihong shy fiddled with the buttons and whispered, "Wang Zifan, why are you helping me?"

Why?

I want to soak you!

Wang Zifan introspected, subconsciously seemed to have a little meaning, otherwise he would not only buy expensive gifts for Zhong Yihong, she also has two younger sisters and a younger brother, and the gifts add up to less than 100, although her mouth is dry, but her eyes stared at Zhong Yihong and did not speak, thinking, seeing her reaction, is there a door......

"Ahem!"

There was a coughing sound behind him, and Wang Zifan and Zhong Yihong woke up.

"Dad!"

"Uncle!"

At the critical moment, the landlord came back, and the inexperienced Zhong Yihong looked down at his feet as if he had been caught stealing something.

Father Zhong looked at the big bags on the ground and asked, "How do you buy so many things?"

"He bought it!" Zhong Yihong quickly glanced at Wang Zifan, and handed the thousand-yuan bill to his father.

Wang Zifan smiled and said, "Uncle, thank you for taking care of me for such a long time!"

Father Zhong smiled like a chrysanthemum, and said with concern: "Found a job?"

Wang Zifan smiled and didn't explain.

After a pause, Father Zhong asked Zhong Yihong to go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, and the remaining two big men were speechless for a while, Father Zhong had a conservative personality and was very serious about dealing with people, when Zhong Yihong participated in the Hong Kong beauty contest and was scolded by him, he was grounded for several days, Zhong Yihong had to go out over the wall, in the face of this face, Wang Zifan was really a little weak-hearted, and moved a chair: "Uncle, you sit!"

Father Zhong nodded and sat down, looked at Wang Zifan's suit, and asked, "Newly bought?"

Wang Zifan said yes, the inconspicuous middle-aged man in front of him was a tailor who specialized in making suits for foreigners.

Father Zhong said with a professional eye: "The fabric and workmanship are too rough!"

Wang Zifan said with a smile: "Factory mass production, how can you have your old craftsmanship, by the way, uncle, I have to order a few sets of this suit for you!"

Father Zhong was stunned and reminded: "A suit is not cheap, only foreigners could afford it before!"

Wang Zifan said: "The price is not a problem, as long as it fits, after all, the handmade products are high-end and high-grade, and they have face when they are worn out!"

"You kid can talk, I'll let Ah Hong measure you later!" Father Zhong was so happy that he looked at the door, frowned, and said, "It's almost dark, why haven't these two girls come back!"

"I'll go out and see!"

It seems that every son-in-law can't talk to his mother-in-law, Wang Zifan trotted all the way to the vegetable market, and listened to Zhong's mother's loud voice from a distance, unlike Zhong's father's serious and honest, Zhong's mother refused to suffer, and a penny had to be broken in half to spend, and when there was no money to pay the rent, Wang Zifan didn't sigh at her eyes.

When she arrived, Zhong Yihong was having a headache.

"What's going on? Why are you arguing with the beef seller?"

"It's not the hawker's fault!" Zhong Yihong told the story of the incident, it turned out that Zhong's mother came to buy beef after buying tofu, and at first weighed three pieces of meat, two large and one small, and felt that it was too much, so she weighed two small ones, and the hawker cheated, three of them weighed 68 yuan together, and the two small ones actually asked for 50 Hong Kong dollars, and they had to buy Zhong's mother, but Zhong's mother didn't buy it, and they quarreled.

Depend on!

Such a simple thing is noisy!

Wang Zifan was really anxious for the woman's IQ, stepped forward to stop the hawker and Zhong's mother from arguing, and only after it was quiet did he point to two small pieces of beef and ask the hawker: "Are these two 50 Hong Kong dollars!",

"That's right!"

"These three are not 68 Hong Kong dollars!"

"That's right!"

Wang Zifan threw the two small pieces back, gave the hawker 18 Hong Kong dollars, and said with a smile: "Then I want this big one!"

The hawker was dumbfounded, Zhong Mu's was happy, and Zhong Yihong gave Wang Zifan a charming white eye, but with a smile on his face.

Leaving the vegetable market, Zhong's mother praised and said: "It's still Fanzai who is smart!

Zhong Yihong said helplessly: "Mom, it's not a shame to quarrel like this for dozens of yuan!"

Zhong Mu retorted confidently: "Mom spends money on vegetables, what do you lose!"

"What my aunt said is that Ah Hong still needs to learn more from you!" Wang Zifan squeezed his eyebrows at Zhong Yihong, the big beauty stomped and raised her pink fist to catch up, and the two soon laughed and chased, Zhong Mu stopped in shock, no matter how she looked at it, she felt that something was wrong.

Back at the residence, Father Zhong was cooking on the fire in the kitchen, Mother Zhong went in with a basket to help, and the prince was a tenant, and when he returned to his room, Zhong Yihong knocked on the door with a measuring stick and came in a few minutes.

"Wang Zifan, Dad asked me to measure you!"

"Oh!"

Wang Zifan stood up, Zhong Yihong took the measuring stick and gestured on him, and also wrote down the size, could it be that when he got down, he hesitated and squatted down, his face was as red as a persimmon.

I wonder if this little girl is hinting at me?

Zhong Yihong still didn't know.

"I'll do it!"

"Hmm!"

Wang Zifan hunched his waist, it was so embarrassing that he almost ejaculated.

Zhong Yihong turned his back, wrote down the numbers, and when he turned his head, he saw Wang Zifan's movements, and finally reacted, and forgot to take the measuring stick and covered his face and went out.