Including Jiang Yongrui's car, there must be many people who know it, and Wen Lian doesn't want to take this risk.

She's not afraid of gossip, but some things are her own private after all and she doesn't want to attract too much attention.

So Wen Lian plans to go over by himself.

It just so happened that I sat for almost a day, and I went out and walked around.

It's almost two kilometers from here to Jiang's house, walk over quickly, and when you come back in the evening, run a few laps and do some extended abdominal exercises, it's almost the same.

When he heard about Jiang Yongrui's villas, Jiang Yongrui was already waiting at the gate.

It seemed that he had already gone home first, and changed out of the school uniform he was used to wearing on weekdays, and changed it into an ordinary-looking but obviously hand-sewn casual suit, with a coat on the outside.

There is still a little research on brand-name clothing, and Wen Lian knows that Jiang Xiaocao looks at ordinary clothes, at least five figures.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, the gap between these people is really big.

It's like when she first entered the entertainment industry, she started with group performances, and at most she was a small supporting role.

Even if you work hard for several days, you will get a hundred dollars.

Later, the fame slowly rose, and you can also play some leading roles, but the salary is not high, only a few hundred or a few thousand yuan.

Even if she later became the heroine of the actress, because most of the dramas she starred in, the salary was millions.

is not as good as some traffic peanuts at that time, with a salary of tens of millions at every turn, and the advertising endorsement fee is also eight or nine figures, which is scary to watch.

This is called a person who is more popular than a dead person, Wen Lian looked up at the clothes on Jiang Yongrui's body, and then looked down at himself.

Uh, I still think her clothes are better!

Wen Lian's coat is a knitted sweater, which was hand-knitted by her mother, a love brand, isn't it much stronger than Young Master Jiang's handmade international brand?

After taking the food box in Wen Lian's hand, Jiang Yongrui hugged her and walked to the house.

There was no one in the big room, and it seemed empty.

Just kidding, the little girl was willing to take the initiative to come to his house and bring him delicious meals, how could he miss such a wonderful opportunity to be alone?

After the driver sent him back, Jiang Yongrui simply gave everyone in the villa a holiday, and also gave them a bonus to go out to play.

Of course, everyone is willing to do such a good thing.

Jiang Yongrui is not worried at all, wait a minute, Wen Lian is coming, and no one will do the work of washing the dishes after entertaining the guests and setting the dishes and chopsticks.

With his little girl, everything will make people feel happy.

Placing the food box in his hand on the locker at the entrance, Jiang Yongrui took out a pair of specially put away slippers from the shoe cabinet, bent down, and changed Wen Lian in person.

Wen Lian was a little embarrassed and shy, so he could only maintain his stiff body movements and let someone fiddle with him.

She found out that the slippers she wore were the same as the last time she came, could they have been specially left for her to wear?

When Wen Lian took off the knitted sweater, Jiang Yongrui had already opened the double-layered food boxes one by one and put them on separate plates.

It's mainly soup, side dishes, and white rice for two.

Wen Lian only needs to stay at the table and wait to eat, Jiang Yongrui doesn't need her help.

No one has to sit there like a man, but a woman has to be doing everything in the house.

In contrast, Jiang Yongrui prefers to help Wen Lian do something, which will make him feel happy.

And Wen Lian has to lose weight or something, he really wants to make her fat again, white and tender, so tender and tender, is it more comfortable to hold a bunch of bones?