The villain husband raises ginseng online

Chapter 890 The Old Dream of the Republic of China 80

Regarding Wen Ling's addition of a male bodyguard, Wen Sheng didn't say much.

Wen Ling knew that it was not easy for him to talk about it in the Zuo mansion now, he just waited to go home to talk about it.

But thought that when you go home, you have arrived at your own home court?

Little Ginseng let out a soft snort, already looking down on Wen Sheng.

Not taking out the whip is already my last tenderness.

Wen Sheng lowered his figure and complied with a lot of conditions, the Zuo family finally let them go.

The family had a lunch together in a friendly manner.

In the afternoon, Wen Ling went home with Wen Sheng.

Chen Qi followed behind Wen Ling and Wen Sheng in the car.

Chen Qi is still familiar with the route of Fengzhou City, after all, he has pulled a rickshaw before.

Therefore, he knows where Wen Zhai is, and even if he is asked to leave by himself, he also understands.

But Wen Ling called him a carriage.

Called in front of Wen Sheng.

"It doesn't need to be like this, just let him walk back by himself. It's really impossible to call a rickshaw." Seeing that Wen Ling called a carriage for a bodyguard servant, and it was a two-row seat, Wen Sheng couldn't help but frowned.

It's not that he feels sorry for the money, but mainly because he feels that Chen Qi is not worthy.

Regarding this, Wen Ling said casually while paying the money: "My bodyguard, can't I feel sorry for you?"

Wen Sheng: ...

Wen Sheng was a little unhappy when Wen Ling said that.

But I thought again, let's coax people home first.

However, he was thinking about the words that the second aunt cried in front of him before.

As for Wen Ling, a daughter, she couldn't be allowed to pay the cashier at will.

Children who have returned from overseas have too big hands and feet.

Even if he is rich, he can't resist such a disaster.

Wen Ling didn't know what was going on in Wen Sheng's mind for the time being.

If he knew, he would probably sneer three times, and he didn't even think about it. After the original owner came back from abroad, did he ever pay the Wen family's account?

His face is as big as a basin, and he thinks 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, it will be the birthday of the old man of the Ling family. Han has already received the invitation. Let the second child make arrangements for you to make two suits for you so that you can attend." After getting in the car, he looked at the clothes on Wen Ling's body , Wen Sheng felt that it was not very good, after thinking about the eyes of the second aunt, he spoke directly.

The main reason is that Wen Ling's clothes are too conservative, what if Mr. Lal's son doesn't like him?

The women on the side of the foreigners are very open, even if they are very romantic, but looking at such open women, they can't help but curse in their hearts.

It's really shameless, it's Lu here, and Lu there.

But when he needed it, he felt that it would be nice for Wen Ling to wear such a small foreign dress.

Although Wen Ling didn't know what Wen Sheng was thinking.

But I just brought two big boxes of things, and they were all in Chen Qi's carriage.

There are plenty of new clothes, so where is the need for new clothes?

What is Wen Sheng's idea?

Turning her head, Wen Ling sneered at Shang Wensheng's disgusting gaze as if sizing up the goods, but said indifferently on the face: "That's not necessary, I just bought more than ten sets recently, and I can't wear them all at once. And I can't believe the eyes of a young lady like Second Aunt."

"When did your mouth become so poisonous? No matter how bad the second child is, that's your aunt and your elder. It's too much for you to talk like this." Wen Sheng was annoyed when he heard that, and he is not in Zuo's house now. , he doesn't need to be too restrained.

There was inevitably a trace of annoyance and anger between the words.

(End of this chapter)