Chapter 890: The Old Dream of the Republic of China 80
Regarding the fact that there was an extra male bodyguard by Wen Ling's side, Wen Sheng didn't say much.
Wen Ling knew that it was not good for him to say it in the Zuo Mansion now, so he would just wait to go home.
But think you're going home and you're on your home turf?
The little ginseng snorted carefully, and he was already very disdainful of Wen Sheng.
I didn't come out with a whip, and it was already my last tenderness.
Wen Sheng lowered his figure, and responded to a lot of conditions, and the Zuo family was relieved.
The family had a noon meal together in a friendly manner.
In the afternoon, Wen Ling followed Wen Sheng home.
Wen Ling and Wen Sheng were sitting in the car, and Chen Qi followed behind.
Chen Qi is still familiar with the route of Fengzhou City, after all, he has pulled a rickshaw before.
Therefore, where Wen Zhai is, he knows, even let him go by himself, and he understands.
However, Wen Ling called a carriage for him.
Called in front of Wen Sheng.
"There's no need for this, just let him walk back by himself, it's really not okay to call a rickshaw." Seeing that Wen Ling called a carriage for a bodyguard's subordinate, it was still a double row, Wen Sheng couldn't help but twist his eyebrows.
It's not that I feel sorry for those money, but I mainly feel that Chen Qi is not worthy.
In this regard, Wen Ling said casually while paying: "My bodyguard, can't I feel distressed?" ”
Wen Sheng: ......
When Wen Ling said this, Wen Sheng was a little unhappy.
But then I thought, let's coax people home first.
It's just that in my heart, I was totaling the words that the second aunt cried in front of me before.
For Wen Ling's daughter, you can't let her spend money at will in the account room.
The children who came back from overseas are too big with their hands and feet.
Even if he has money, he can't help such a scourge.
Wen Sheng's thoughts in his heart, Wen Ling didn't know for the time being.
If you know, you will probably sneer three times, and you don't want to think about it, after the original owner came back from abroad, did he spend money on the Wen family's account?
It's really a big face, and I think too much.
Wen Ling insisted, and Wen Sheng couldn't say too much.
Watching Chen Qi get into the carriage, Wen Ling followed Wen Sheng into the car.
"In a few days, the old man of the Ling family is on his birthday, and the invitation has been received here, let the second child arrange it to make you two dresses, and then you can attend." After getting into the car, he looked at the clothes on Wen Ling's body, Wen Sheng felt that it was not very good, and after thinking about the eyes of the second aunt, he spoke directly.
The main thing is that Wen Ling's clothes are too conservative, what if Mr. Lal's son doesn't look down on him?
The women on the foreigner's side are very open, that is, they are boundless in their hearts, but when they look at such an open woman, they can't help but scold in their hearts.
It's really shameless, it's exposed here and there.
But when he needed it, he felt that it was actually good for Wen Ling to wear such a little dress.
Although Wen Ling didn't know, Wen Sheng thought in his heart.
However, he had just carried two large boxes of things, both of which were on Chen Qi's carriage.
There are new clothes, where can I use new clothes?
Wen Sheng: What is the idea of this?
Turning his head sideways, he sneered at Wen Sheng's disgusting eyes like looking at the goods, but said very indifferently on his face: "That's not necessary, I just bought more than ten sets recently, and I can't wear them all for a while, and I can't believe the eyes of a little woman like the second aunt." ”
"When did your mouth become so poisonous, no matter how bad the second child is, it is also your aunt and your elder, you are talking like this, it is too much." When Wen Sheng heard this, he was annoyed, now that he is not in the Zuo family, he doesn't need to be too restrained.
Between the words, it is inevitable that there is a trace of annoyance and anger.
(End of chapter)