Substitute for the little ancestor

Having lost his bet, Xiang Lingfeng felt a little bored.

The car stopped on the side of the road, picked up the phone, and casually dug out the address book, a woman sent a message.

A woman who is eager for money can naturally make an appointment with a word.

Xiang Lingfeng dismissively swiped across the dialog box that was still playing messages.

Those women were too passionate about him, or maybe they were too eager to get a steady hand from him.

Because the car window was closed tightly, Ruan Tong was slightly motion sick, so he slowly lowered the car window by a thin slit.

It was still early, so Xiang Lingfeng squeezed out the cigarette in his hand, stepped on the accelerator and sped away.

In the commercial building, Ruan Tong walked aimlessly.

I don't know what to buy to meet the old man's wishes.

She found an empty seat in the waiting area and sat down to browse the web.

Standing on both sides are burly bodyguards. They are all in black suits and black sunglasses, standing majestically in front of everyone.

People passing by couldn't help but look back.

Ruan Tong didn't have so many airs, she waved her hand: "Come sit down, you don't have to stand all the time."

When I went to the old house earlier, I remembered that I bought a famous painting for the old man.

But giving the same gift a second time seems unintentional.

It is said on the Internet that if you give a gift to a patient, you should give more to replenish your body.

After thinking twice, Ruan Tong decided to follow this.

There are a variety of supplements on the counter, and the prices are high.

Those bottles and jars, even the finest ginseng sealed in glass bottles, are pleasing to the eye just by looking at them.

I don’t know when Qiqi medicine is no longer simply treating people’s diseases. People have worked hard on its packaging to obtain a higher share of profits.

Ruan Tong carefully selected a few.

I heard from the salesperson that these herbs are all natural collections. Because the environment in which the herbs grow is difficult and the annual output is small, they are expensive but also valuable. Drinking them in a casserole can nourish blood and nourish Qi.

There were more and more shopping bags in his hands, and Ruan Tong picked up the bags and nodded in satisfaction when he left the gate of the commercial building.

"Is it getting dark so quickly?"

It was still four o'clock before entering the mall, and the street lights were all turned on.

The car is parked across the road.

Ruan Tong stood at the intersection and waited for the traffic light.

It seems that there is an accident ahead.

Ruan Tong's eyesight was fairly clear, and the sky was not so dark.

Looking up at the location where the accident happened, it seems that it is the location where Xiaopang parked.

A trace of uneasiness suddenly rose in Ruan Tong's heart.

She quickened her pace slightly.

The figure in front of him gradually became clear.

Sure enough, it was Chubby.

I saw him constantly apologizing to the people in the car.

Ruan Tong stopped him from behind: "Little fat."

Facing Ruan Tong Xiaopang, he looked guilty.

The car in front of him looked expensive, and the windows were protected from glare. Ruan Tong couldn't see the people sitting in the car clearly, only the light reflected on the windows.

Xiaopang explained to Ruan Tong.

It was he who reversed the car and accidentally rowed into the car in front of him.

The car owner was very angry, but has not given a way to mediate.

The sound of Xiaopang's explanation hadn't gone down, and there was another sound of the car window falling.

I saw the person inside raised his arm slowly and put it on the car window.

The man turned his head to face Ruan Tong, his heroic face was vaguely visible under the sunglasses, and the corner of Ling Feng's mouth curved upwards.

He looked at Ruan Tong, and his eyes returned to the previous unruly expression.

"So it's Miss Ruan's driver, no wonder he drives so recklessly."

The woman in the co-pilot looked at Ruan Tong with scrutiny.

Ruan Tong's face was calm. Even if he didn't want to see Xiang Lingfeng again at this time, it was his driver who made a mistake first, and he had to deal with it.

She stabilized her voice and asked him: "The car has arrived, please make a price. I will bear the cost of repairing the car."

"puff."

Xiang Lingfeng smiled contemptuously.

He looked Ruan Tong up and down and shook his head: "Tsk tsk. Miss Ruan is really generous."

Then he asked Ruan Tong: "Do you know how much I paid for this car? It would cost hundreds of thousands to repair it, can you afford it?"

Ruan Tong didn't seem to expect that the fee would be so expensive.

She frowned, her face remained calm and unchanged: "You can just make an offer."

Applauding Xiang Lingfeng, his smile became even more unruly: "How can you give it to me?"

He stuck his neck out of the car window, looked at Ruan Tong, and asked curiously.

Si Chenmo bought several cards for Ruan Tong, more than hundreds of thousands and millions.

It was the first time that Ruan Tong spent money on things like this without blinking an eye, but he simply didn't want to have too much interaction with Xiang Lingfeng.

However, as smart as the man in front of him, he could of course guess who Ruan Tong spent the money on.

The moment Ruan Tong took out his mobile phone, Xiang Lingfeng changed his words again: "How about this, Ms. Ruan will accompany me to have a meal, and today's business will be over, how about it?"

His tone was gentle, and he couldn't hear the slightest bit of trouble.

It was the woman who was the co-pilot, seeing that her big money was about to be snatched away by another woman, feeling a little uneasy.

She said delicately: "Xiang, you promised me that you would stay with me all night tonight."

Xiang Lingfeng only cast a piercing gaze, and the woman was too frightened to make a sound.

Ruan Tong didn't stop what she was doing, as if she didn't hear the words just now, she said to herself: "Receipt code."

"Miss Ruan is very generous."

Seeing that Ruan Tong didn't react at all, Xiang Lingfeng's enthusiasm came up again.

He began to sarcastically: "Don't think I don't know whose money you are taking now."

"The Si family, the second youngest of the Si family, Si Chenmo, is quite a fortune."

"I'm worried that I have nothing to do in the past few days. I don't think it will be possible to catch up with Mr. Si. Miss Ruan, do you mind if we go together?"

Sure enough, when Si Chenmo was mentioned, Ruan Tong's expression flashed strangely.

Xiang Lingfeng had a panoramic view of this momentary emotional change.

There was an imperceptible smile on his face, and he just looked at Ruan Tong, waiting for her to change her words at any time.

The bodyguard next to him would feel wronged when he saw his wife being bullied.

They stood in front of Ruan Tong, with hostile eyes, and confronted Xiang Lingfeng in a blunt tone: "Sir, it's getting late, our young master is still at home waiting for his wife, so it's not flattering."

The unyielding posture seems to be a posture ready to fight at any time.

Ruan Tong reached out to stop one of them, she shook her head and remained silent.

After a long silence, Ruan Tong said slowly, "Okay, I promise you."

Xiang Lingfeng laughed: "That's right."

There was a smug smile on the man's face, and he didn't care about the woman who was about to be kicked out of the co-pilot.

Xiang Lingfeng is used to flirting with flowers and grass, and occasionally coaxes those Yingying and Yanyan around him.

He pinched the face of the woman next to him and softly comforted him in a rare way: "Good boy, I will ask you out tomorrow night, and I will definitely make it up to you then."

The woman leaves coquettishly, and before she leaves, she doesn't forget to give Ruan Tong a supercilious look.