Liang Yin pulled his lips and smiled, and looked at Chong Wanying, who came to ask him to do something today: "Aunt Chong, I asked her to pick up the ball, you say, should she go?" ”

Chong Wanying looked at Wen Weaving, and then said, "It's time to go." ”

Hearing the sound that it was time to go, Wen Zhi only felt that the hair in the back of her throat was choked, and she looked at Chong Wanying: "Mrs. Shang, I ......"

The remaining words suddenly got stuck in Onori's throat.

Because Chong Wanying threw a pleading look at her.

Chong Wanying hopes that she will cooperate, as long as Liang Yin is happy, today's matter of asking Liang Yin can be done.

"Okay, I'll pick it up."

Wen Zhi knew in her heart that if she disappointed Chong Wanying today, she might not have a good time in the business in the future.

Liang Yin put the club on his shoulder and urged her: "Don't rub it." ”

"I know." Wen Ori turned and walked towards the court.

As soon as Wen Zhi left, the smile on Liang Yin's face disappeared. He casually threw the club to the caddie behind him, took the mineral water and took a sip of it.

Seeing Wen Zhi's figure getting farther and farther away, Liang Yin's face also sank: "I haven't seen you for a few years, and the more I live, the more I go back." ”

Seeing that Liang Yin was suddenly angry, Chong Wanying guessed and said, "It turns out that Xiao Yin just wants to tease Weaving." ”

"Tease her? Do I know her well? Liang Yin's tone was not good.

Chong Wanying said: "I heard that Weaving used to be in the same middle school as you. ”

Liang Yin's tone gradually became impatient: "So what, should I be very familiar with the people who have studied in the same middle school as me?" ”

"That's not what I meant." Chong Wanying knew that it was not interesting to continue.

Liang Yin followed his father, had a big temper, and had to be supplied.

Liang Yin's cool eyes shone at Chong Wanying: "But how do I think that Aunt Chong's meaning is very obvious, and even the means are still as clever as before." ”

Chong Wanying smiled calmly.

In the end, he was old, and even if he was seen through, he didn't show a little embarrassment, but asked frankly: "Xiaoyin, what about Shang Jing?" ”

Liang Yin threw the mineral water to the caddy: "The best result at the moment is to be released on bail pending trial." ”

Chong Wanying's face was happy: "Xiaoyin, I knew I was looking for you to find the right one." ”

Liang Yin said casually: "Aunt Chong, you don't know me too well, fair and just in front of the law, if you abide by it, I must also abide by it." Shang Jing was only involved in this matter, and the end of the matter had nothing to do with him, the investigation was clear, the process was over, and he should be released. ”

This is not only for Chong Wanying, but also for the people around her.

"Xiaoyin, what you said is that it's me, and the more I live, the more I go back." Chong Wanying was relieved.

Great.

It's finally done.

Originally, she wasn't very sure that she would come today, but fortunately, she was well prepared, and when she knew that Liang Yin and Wen Zhi knew each other before, she immediately moved this selfishness and asked Wen Zhi to follow her to talk about things.

She made up her mind, thinking that what if Liang Yin would look at Wen Zhi's face and give her a little affection?

Sure enough, it was right to bring Wen Ori.

The other side.

Wen Ori walked a long way to the hole-in-the-hole for the ball just now.

She asked the caddie which hole the ball Liang Yin had hit just now, and the caddy pointed out the direction to Wen Weaving, and she went over to pick it up.

When she found the hole, she picked up the ball and was about to turn back, when another caddy stopped her: "Miss Wen." ”

Wen Zhi turned around and saw that it was a caddie calling her and asked, "Did I pick it up by mistake?" ”

The caddy shook his head, then pointed Wen Zhi in a direction: "It's a Mr. Shang, he asked me to take you there." ”

Wen Weaving's heartbeat accelerated inexplicably: "Which one ...... Mr. Shang? ”