Your sister's kindness!

Hey, Ling Qianjun had asked her once before. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info It stands to reason that the other party and the original owner's children have it, how can it be so unfamiliar. Could it be that in these days, there is really such a thing as sleeping under a quilt?

Can you get pregnant with a finger?

When did the world become transparent? How she didn't know.

Jiang Weisheng hid the surprise in his heart and asked rhetorically: "Mr. Ling knew me before?" ”

Ling Qianwei smiled: "I heard that you are my brother's lover?" ”

"No, it's a misunderstanding." Jiang Weisheng felt the need to explain this matter clearly, and as soon as she heard Ling Qianchao's name, she became angry. "My child is not his."

"And ......?"

That sounds weird. Who's the business!?

No, it really has something to do with him.

Did he see something? Jiang Weisheng broke the topic with a little weakness: "I'm so hungry all of a sudden, didn't you just say that you were going to eat?" ”

"It's me who didn't think it through." Ling Qianwei stopped and said politely, "Please." ”

Jiang Weisheng nodded reservedly, revealing an appropriate smile: "It's bothering." ”

Hate the rich.

It's a wonderful psychology.

Jiang Weisheng, who followed Ling Qianwei cowardly, desperately endured the hatred of the rich in his body. As far as the eye can see...... She thought of a lyric:

"This finger, as far as the eye can see, is a city. Why not be afraid of ruining the reputation behind him. Jin Ge Iron Horse is flawless, like a flower like jade. No one knows the prosperous song, and it has gone far. ”

In layman's terms, it is the prosperity of corruption.

The walls, the floor, the stairs, the hall, the sofa, the table, the chairs...... It is all in line with Jiang Weisheng's concept in this life, and it is comfortable and elegant to pile up with money.

[Host, you have to be calm, calm down!] Impulsiveness is the devil! Xiao Meng said in a timely manner: [What you are pregnant with is the flesh and blood of this Ling family, and in the future, there will always be a share of this property that is yours, what are you still hating to be rich. Go ahead, shamelessly! Little Dream has your back! I can't bear the child and can't catch the wolf! 】

Jiang Weisheng: I don't want to be a little woman who sells children.

[This is not selling children, this is fighting for their own welfare. 】

Jiang Weisheng: I have a little dream, your benefit is enough, you don't need too much.

If you can rely on the system, why rely on men? This man is not C yet.

Jiang Weisheng sat down.

Ling Qianwei was very considerate: "It's not okay, let's drink a glass of milk first." ”

As he spoke, he pushed a glass of milk in front of her. Jiang Weisheng was a little thirsty, and after glancing at him, he still couldn't resist the temptation of milk...... Hesitantly took a sip, it didn't taste too good!

It's not scientific that his milk is so delicious.

Jiang Weisheng now thought of another sentence: "If you are hungry and sleepy, drink some incense." New Zealand milk source, Indian black tea, 1.2 billion people drink it a year. ”

This really doesn't make sense.

Looking at him, there is a strong smell of capitalist decay all over his body.

Rotten to the point of drowsiness.

Jiang Weisheng raised his eyes and looked at him with a complicated look.

Ling Qianwei didn't expect her to look at him so directly. This look is presumptuous, frivolous, and arrogant, but he likes it inexplicably......

However, her eyes are getting more and more wrong, and there is still a fire burning in it? What kind of attitude did she have, but he saved her in time.

"Why does Miss Jiang keep looking at me?" His voice was deep and nice.

Little Dream: [Poof! 】

Burst!

Jiang Weisheng endured the embarrassment and almost squirted out a mouthful of milk. She smiled slightly, and said indifferently: "There are not many handsome young and promising young and handsome people like Mr. Ling this year, I can't help but take two more looks." "You can't say that she was hating the rich just now.

"Miss Jiang is really straightforward and sincere." He seemed pleased with her words and smiled very pleasantly: "I have always thought so. ”

Little Dream: [Poof! 】

Burst!

Are rich people narcissistic and confident?

The corners of Jiang Weisheng's mouth hung with a hazy smile like Mona Lisa: "Mr. Ling, you are so modest. ”

"Hmm." Ling Qianwei replied lightly.

In fact, it was the first time he had heard such a blunt compliment, and those women might have thought of him before, but they didn't dare to say it to their faces, they all hid their words in their eyes. His heart was about to jump out just now, but fortunately he held back.

A man came out of the kitchen and began to serve the food.

Jiang Weisheng always felt that the young woman had been staring at her as if she had been staring at her nonchalantly.

At the end of the dish, the other party exclaimed in surprise, "Are you fensheng!?" ”

Ling Qianwei's searching gaze suddenly fell on them very neatly, and he asked interestingly, "Xiao Wu, do you know my guest, Miss Jiang?" ”

Wu Linlin was rarely questioned by Mr., for fear that he would annoy her and disturb their dinner, and she didn't expect that Mr.'s guest would be her friend Jiang Weisheng!

"Yes," the timid Wu Linlin stumbled when she spoke: "Yes sir, I am friends with Ansheng Sheng." ”

Ling Qianwei sighed and looked at Jiang Weisheng unexpectedly.

Jiang Weisheng looked back at him and smiled calmly. What can she say at this time? Ling Qianwei still has her acquaintances at home? She could only laugh.

"Go down." Ling Qianwei said a word, and finally relieved Wu Linlin's embarrassment.

After she left, Ling Qian's deep eyes swept down Jiang Weisheng, and said meaningfully: "I didn't expect you and my nanny to be friends. Now that you've met today, you can catch up after dinner. ”

Up! Yarn old!

How to reminisce when the memory is blank!

What kind of eyes does he have?

Could it be that he was suspicious of something?

His home is really a tiger's den!

It's better to leave as soon as you finish eating!

Jiang Weisheng glared at him shortly: "Mr. Ling may not know, I had an accident a while ago, I lost my memory, and I don't remember anything." ”

The other party asked lightly: "Then why are you so sure that your child is not my brother's?" ”

"A woman's intuition."

"And can you intuitively tell who his real father is?"

"A woman's intuition is limited." Jiang Weisheng gritted his teeth and picked up his chopsticks: "Can I eat?" ”

Only this table of Chinese food can dissolve her anger.

Ling Qianwei was silent and looked at her. A pair of narrow eyes were dark and bright, as if they had a lot to say.

It's the same look again......

I thought he was going to ask some sharp question again, but he suddenly smiled, "Eat more." When I held you just now, I felt as light as a feather. ”

After speaking, Wuzi buried his head in eating.

His eating movements are more elegant, and he doesn't move after a few strokes of eating, as if he is full.

It's hard for Jiang Weisheng, as I said before, she used to be a vegetarian and had a very light appetite. But since she became pregnant, she felt that pregnancy had inspired a hidden devilish attribute in her, foodie. Birds die for wealth, and people die for food. She hadn't eaten half of it yet, and he was full of a big man.

Jiang Weisheng decided to be cheeky and continue to eat.

"I didn't expect you to look skinny, but you're still very edible." The other party said leisurely.