Chapter 929: The Great God Has White Moonlight in His Heart 9
If you buy a helmet abroad, you still have to wear it when you go through customs, and you have to go through inspection, which is also troublesome.
Anyway, I'm already so far behind, it's not easy to chase.
Fortunately, you don't need to pursue any level or anything like that, you just need to chase your benefactor.
So, it's the same to go back to your home country and buy a helmet and enter the game again.
Thinking about the world, I need to play games.
And the game is a world of faces.
The Emperor and the Chieftain, but they are two extremes.
Thinking of this, Wen Ling gently summoned his own koi beads.
The koi beads of the two worlds are shiny and white, with a shimmering glow.
After being summoned for a long time, the light grew stronger little by little.
233 actually can't understand this light.
However, Wen Ling finally hid the beads back, and the corners of his lips were smiling.
This is probably the beads that can be used in this world.
Beads in this world can indeed be used.
Although this bead is arrogant, it has raised two worlds, and it should be raised.
It's not retired, it's raised.
So, the work has to be done.
If you really can't do it, you can find a partner to help you get a temperature difference.
The beads were arranged, and Wen Ling got up from his chair.
The butler and maid immediately gathered around, and they didn't say much, either handing water or receiving bath towels.
Everyone is very busy, and Wen Ling is also adapting to his identity.
Bai Fumei's life may not have been experienced
But Mrs. Kuo's life has been experienced more than once.
I still have experience, so I can deal with it without any pressure.
Wen Ling went back to his room, took a shower, changed his clothes, and began to study the matter of returning to China.
As for whether you want to have a brother with your parents?
After thinking about it, Wen Ling talked to her mother on WeChat.
My father was busy, and the WeChat message sent by the original owner a week ago was just a simple transfer back, and he didn't type.
Fortunately, the original owner's purpose was only to ask for money, and his father couldn't get it back.
In a wealthy family, family affection is always extravagant.
In the original owner's house, it is even more typical.
The original owner's father was quite indulgent to the original owner, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to raise a character like her.
The original owner's mother is too, but the two of them are business associations, although they haven't reached the point of playing their own games, but the relationship is not deep.
The strong alliance is only for the better development of the business of the two families.
It's too much to talk about feelings, let's talk about interests.
Wen Chao is more like a father's character, but his finger twisting is soft, and he is given to the heroine of the plot.
When it comes to the heroine of the plot, Ginseng Jing has to sigh that this setting is also powerful.
The heroine of the plot not only looks seven points like the original owner, but the names are extremely similar.
The original owner's name is Wen Ling, and the heroine of the plot is named Wen Lingling.
If it weren't for the extra overlapping words, if you didn't listen carefully, I guess you wouldn't be able to hear anything.
However, it has been repeatedly emphasized in the plot that Wen Lingling and the original owner's family really have nothing to do with it.
It is not Wen's father who gave birth to a daughter out of wedlock, nor Wen's mother who messed around outside of marriage.
Wen Lingling and her mother are mother and daughter, and the mother and daughter look alike.
It's just a coincidence that the two look alike.
Wen Chao doesn't care.
I talked to Wen's mother about his return to China, and the message he sent at noon, and waited until the evening, when Wen Ling was about to get on the plane, and then he received Wen's mother's reply.
Just a few simple replies, let her pay attention to security issues and the like, and then there is a transfer, but I didn't go to WeChat, and I went directly to the account.
Looking at the bank card, another six digits arrived.
Ginseng Jing nodded in satisfaction.