Wen Miao dismissed his words, and said flatly, "It happens that my mother is bored at home, and if my second uncle comes over, she will definitely welcome me warmly."
"At that time, you can reminisce about the past together and talk about things and pictures when my dad was still alive."
"you!"
Wen Zhicheng's face froze, and he glared at him, his eyes flashed with embarrassment, he wanted to say something harsh but didn't know how to say it, so he could only shake his sleeves and leave in a fit of anger.
"My good nephew, you are really nice." Wen Zhicheng didn't forget to add trouble to him before he left, "Don't forget, Wen Qin is still on my household registration book, I can pick him up at any time go home."
Wen Miao lowered his eyes and ignored it, as if he didn't hear the door being slammed.
The nurse on duty heard the movement and ran to see, but did not dare to make a sound when she saw that the atmosphere was not right, she closed the door lightly and left.
The night is deep, and the night in early autumn is chilly.
Jiang Lan didn't wear a coat, she rubbed her arms unbearably at this moment, and raised her head to take a last look at the glass window on the top floor. She wanted to try her luck to see if she could see the patient's family, but maybe she left her IQ in the studio. It was only now that she remembered that she didn't know who the family members were.
At this time, the bus had already left work, and she walked along the sidewalk to the stop sign to take a taxi, and the street lights elongated her shadow.
People are prone to hypocrisy at this time, and Jiang Lan also feels a feeling of loneliness.
Mrs. Jiang died early, and it was not easy for Lao Jiang to pull her up. Although Wen Qingyun's mother picked her up most of the time, her biological father was always different.
She has a rebellious personality, and since she was a child, she has loved to fight against Lao Jiang, even after graduating from university. Originally, Lao Jiang was able to go to a large hospital for an internship in the psychiatric department, so she had to open a studio with Qiao Shaobai.
Outsiders only know that after Lao Jiang's death, she opened the studio in anger with the association. In fact, it was not the case. Shuxin had already opened it at that time, but she didn't say anything because she didn't like the embarrassment because she didn't have any customers.
Later, Qiao Shaobai said that he was going to solicit investment, and then he didn't come back. Lao Jiang suffered a sudden illness and failed to rescue him.
In just a few days, she became a loner, and a talented rookie in the psychological circle became an unknown owner of a small studio.
Wen Miao glanced out of the window inadvertently, and what he saw shocked him. The new boss, who in his impression was able to handle everything with ease, was standing in the shadow beside the stop sign at this moment, looking pitiful.
Like a stray cat, waiting for the owner to pick her up.
He turned his hand holding the steering wheel, turning around faster than his brain. He just looked at her pitifully, and definitely didn't have any thoughts about her.
"Dididi"
Jiang Lan's body moved slightly, and her brain was not enough to move her steps. She thought it was a taxi, but she didn't expect to see an acquaintance from the lowered window, and her expression was mixed.
Her family's interns are too miserable. It's almost early in the morning and they are still driving illegal cars to earn extra money. It's a pity that such a good car.
Wen Miao regretted it for a moment, and almost forgot that the new boss had unreasonable thoughts about him. In the dark night, her eyes peeped at him unscrupulously, and the tenderness in her eyes was tiresome, eh~
Jiang Lan approached, opened the car door and sat in, casually reported the address, and did not forget to generate income for the employees during off-duty hours, she is really a good boss.
Wen Miao's eyes widened slightly, he was really rude, he was not allowed to stop at the same spot, so he could only listen to the navigation to send her back.
Compared with Wen Miao's strict defense, Jiang Lan was more casual, and looked at the interior of the car enviously, "It's too wasteful to use such a good car to run Didi."
Wen Miao's eyes flickered, and he responded without any excuse, "I borrowed from a friend, and I sold my car a long time ago."
Jiang Lan, "Hey, it's too hard. You don't have any debts, so you don't need to work so hard."
Wen Miao opened his mouth silently, guessing that this tragedy should be enough, "I don't do it often, and I won't run away after a while."
Jiang Lan suddenly had a flash of inspiration and understood, "Is there no place to live?"
Ignoring Wen Miao's astonishment, the pain in her eyes is about to turn into reality, this is too tragic, the new employees have no place to live in her mind, and they can only lie in the parking lot and take a nap in the car in the dark night. Only when the salary is enough can I afford to rent a house.
Wen Miao coughed dryly, "Actually, I still have some money."
"Tsk, I know, isn't it just 15,000?" She gave it to her, and thinking about it, I feel that the child is even worse.
Although she has no money, she still has the house left by Lao Jiang, eh? house!
There are two rooms in her house, and the other room is idle all year round, which can completely solve the plight of newcomers and save parking fees.
think ofJiang Lan in the village immediately offered the invitation, but Wen Miao flatly rejected it, "No need, I'm actually not as miserable as you said."
See it, see it, Sima Zhaozhi's desire to possess him is so obvious, and he even invited him to live with him in the past. He is a lonely man and a widow, he used to be a wolf!
Jiang Lan, "Are you a shaft? I don't want your rent, so you can live in peace of mind. When you have money, you can move out at any time."
Wen Miao was full of resistance from head to toe, from inside to outside, from top to bottom, wishing to rewind the time to five minutes ago, he would firmly hold the steering wheel, step on the accelerator, and drive away without looking sideways.
"Thank you, I have a place to live!" Wen Miao refused coldly.
There is a big bed bathtub and a massage chair in the big villa. As far as he knows, the community she lives in is an old house. Whether he can take a bath at night is a question mark. He has a sick mind and chooses to abuse himself.
Jiang Lan thought he was talking hard and maintaining the face of a big man, and she also blamed her for not being so clear-headed at the moment, or else she had already seen something wrong with him, mainly because she decided that he was a poor little bankrupt, so she didn't think much about it.
Wen Miao stepped on the accelerator with a slight force, stuck at the peak of the normal speed, trying to send her to the destination in the fastest time.
"Why are you there?" Wen Miao changed the subject before she could say anything explicit.
"Me? Just go around." Jiang Lan thought that Wen Miao knew something about the patient's situation, so she said vaguely, "By the way, I will meet the patient's family."
Wen Miao's body froze, "Did you see it?".
"Of course not. I don't even know what the family members look like." Jiang Lan didn't want to expose her IQ, so she could only take back the initiative of the topic. "You can think about what I said. Living in my house is good for you."
benefit? Who is it good for? Wen Miao curled his lips dismissively.
Jiang Lan, "You don't have to be afraid of disturbing my family, don't worry, my family is just me, no outsiders."
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Hearing this makes you feel even more worried, okay?
After she finished speaking, she closed her eyes happily, and automatically blocked his rejection. Men love face, and when he got to the place, he believed that she was sincerely inviting, not a verbal gesture.
Then, Wen Miao, who was forced to get out of the car, was controlled again, his arm was pulled by her, and he approached the dragon's lair step by step. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com