However, Mu Shuining is not useless at all.

After all, she also designed Wen Ling to marry her.

For this point, Sun Chengyi's eyebrows deepened, and the curvature of the corners of his lips was slightly hooked upward.

How Mu Shuining went to work, Wen Ling didn't care.

After looking at the place early in the morning, I went back to my room.

The engineering team came near noon.

After all, this project of overturning and starting over is actually quite big.

It was almost noon, and Wen Ling's drawings were almost finished.

The drawing is not detailed, and this is mainly used to communicate with the other party.

The specific drawings need to be made by the other party.

After all, things like the size ratio, the little ginseng spirit is too lazy to calculate.

Jiang Lan was trained last night, and she felt very uncomfortable today.

But Mr. Sun didn't come back today.

She couldn't find the object of complaining, so she finally got angry and went out to do beauty and play cards.

Staying at home, she was afraid of running into Old Man Sun.

Sun Heya is at home.

Together with Zhao Yue.

Zhao Yue is also thick-skinned, no matter what, I just won't leave.

No one can do anything to me.

After all, Jiang Lan is still here, and she can still live here.

Listening to the buzzing sound in the back garden, Sun Heya was startled, thinking that something was wrong.

"Go see, what's going on in the backyard?" Sun Heya jumped up from the bed violently, his clothes were not tidied up, he was wearing home clothes, and his hair was scattered.

After all, the backyard saw the wind, and when I went out, it was still a little cold because I didn't wear a coat.

Sun Heya shrank for a moment, and the next second when she saw that all the flowers planted by her mother were overturned, Sun Heya was almost so angry that her blood pressure soared.

"Stop, stop!!" Sun Heya's eyes were so angry that he didn't care about the cold, he rushed out directly, and almost stopped in front of the machine.

It's a pity that there are workers on the other side of the machine.

As soon as Sun Heya approached, a staff member came out to stop him: "Construction, it's too dangerous, go back, go back!" ”

The two staff members directly stopped Sun Heya.

Sun Heya wanted to slap someone with his backhand, but as a result, other workers took money to work, and at this time, it was naturally impossible to be honest.

Plus, she's still far away.

So, flashed.

Sun Heya pounced and threw himself directly to the ground, because the ground that had just been pushed had mud and grass on it, but he gnawed a mouthful of mud.

"Bah." Sun Heya was so angry that she cried, and she scolded while crying: "Who are you, do you know where this is, you dare to start construction casually, that is my mother's favorite garden, my mother is Mrs. Sun, do you know!! ”

After Sun Heya finished yelling, he looked around with red eyes.

Finding that Wen Ling was watching seriously on the side, Sun Heya pounced directly.

"It's you, isn't it? You did it, you look for death, smell the spirit. "Sun Heya was also scared yesterday, and today this fire is bound to find someone to spread out.

Now that I see Wen Ling, I can't wait to tear it up directly.

It's a pity that she pounced, but was thrown out directly by Wen Ling.

There was a bang, and Sun Heya only felt that his ears were buzzing.

And it smells earthy.

Wen Ling threw her directly to the dirt clearing to the side.

As soon as Sun Heya opened his eyes, he could still see those flowers that had fallen out and were scrapped.

The pain in her body, as well as the reality in front of her, told her.

Wen Ling turned the other way.

She pushed Jiang Lan's favorite garden.