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This is the first time Xia Yuwan has experienced what "walking with support on the wall" means. It's all Jiang Shaoyan's fault for buying so much.
She didn¡¯t want to waste it, so she ate it all.
And the culprit is still gloating about her misfortune.
"Wanwan, tell me, if you marry me and your belly is so big when you get pregnant, I will definitely take good care of you mother and daughter."
Jiang Shaoyan likes daughters and especially wants a girl who looks exactly like Xia Yuwan. If she asks for stars and moons, he will pick them for her.
But Xia Yuwan only heard him mocking her for being fat, with an embarrassed look on her face.
"Shut up! Now that you've finished cleaning up, get out of here. I'm going to bed."
She said, raising her feet and moving step by step towards the room on the second floor.
"Huh? Wanwan, you are really cruel. I came all the way from Peking to find you."
Xia Yuwan just pretended that she couldn't hear him, and before leaving, she didn't forget to tell him, "Take some garbage with you when you leave. Thank you."
Jiang Shaoyan: ""
Please respect my status as a rich second generation, okay?
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A handsome guy with elegant temperament suddenly appeared on the street, attracting many people to watch.
He is about 25 or 26 years old, with soft medium-long chestnut hair, half of which is tied into a bun, and the other half is draped over his shoulders, reflecting his fair and delicate face, without flaws or pores, and his temperament. Like a banished immortal who fell into the mortal world.
His clothes are also traditional improved clothes with a more classical flavor.
A long shirt made of linen fabric, paired with wide black wide-leg pants. A breeze blew up a corner of his shirt, revealing a tanned, strong waist.
The book says, "Shen Lang is thin and his girdle is like a girdle." I guess this is the case.
However, the blind stick held by the male protagonist succeeded in surprising passers-by, who all shook their heads in regret.
It¡¯s a pity that such a handsome little brother is blind!
Those eyes as beautiful as stars looked straight ahead without focus. Even so, everyone could still feel the gentle aura radiating from his body from the inside out.
Fang Haocheng is holding my guide stick in one hand and a cute little yellow duck thermos box in the other.
The scent of bamboo fungus and chicken soup seems to be wafting in the air.
It took him a long time to learn how to make this soup. Last time, Wanwan drank two large bowls by himself.
It felt bad that Xia Yuwan was not as busy as resting after escaping from death, so Fang Haocheng specially cooked chicken soup and brought it to her.
He had just walked to the door of Xia Yuwan's office with a slight smile on his face, when the cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang.
It is a sad and long piano melody - "Dream Wedding"
Fang Haocheng's footsteps paused, and his handsome face was stained with deep thought and solemnity.
He finally gave up knocking on the door, placed the chicken soup at the door of Xia Yuwan's office, and turned to leave.
In the office.
Xia Yuwan had just sent away a patient. After defeating Mr. Wen in the last competition, she became famous.
People began to call her to see a doctor.
Although the number of people is not large, it is still a good start.
It shows that her strength has been recognized by others.
She also heard the brief sound of the piano outside the door, mistaking it for someone passing by and not paying too much attention to it.
Until Dean Wen came to see her, he walked in with a smile and a blue thermos cup, "Little girl, you have incurred a lot of debts. Does your grandpa know?"
Xia Yuwan rubbed her somewhat swollen eyebrows, her soft and delicate body forgot to lean on her back, and her head rested on the chair behind her, relaxing herself.
Hearing Mr. Wen's ridicule to her, she wrinkled her delicate eyebrows and responded softly: "What's the peach blossom debt? Don't ruin my reputation with nonsense. I'm a standard single person now."
Wen Lao had a weird look on his face and said, "I believe you are a ghost." He suddenly placed the thermos cup in his hand on her desk like a magic trick.
"What's this?"
She looked at the thermos cup and smiled softly, "Mr. Wen, I can't tell. You are still so childish. You must have stolen the water cup of one of your grandsons in kindergarten."
The corners of Wen Lao's lips twitched slightly. His granddaughter, Wen Yanyan, was the only one in his family, and she was currently single.
Where did the little grandson come from?
"I picked this up at the door of your office. Since it's not yours, I just drank it to replenish my body."
He sighed and was about to take the thermos cup away, but Xia Yuwan looked at it seriously.
I go!
This seems to be something belonging to Brother Haocheng.
right.
She remembered that she seemed to have bought this cute animal-shaped thermos cup.
At that time, I spent a huge sum of ten yuan and won the money by playing sandbags on the street. I gave it to my brother Haocheng in order to let him drink more hot water and take care of his health.
Thinking of what she just said, Xia Yuwan only felt a "pop" pain on her face.
It turns out that the clown is myself!
While she was thinking in a daze, Mr. Wen had already unceremoniously opened the thermos cup and took a deep sniff of the aroma of the chicken soup.
He nodded with emotion and said: "Not bad, not bad, I can see that you put your heart into it. Red dates and longan nourish qi and blood, wolfberry nourishes the kidneys, yam is warm in nature, and chicken soup is nourishing I don't know who this suitor is, but I agreed on behalf of Bai Lao." "
He also agreed on behalf of his grandfather. It¡¯s not like he himself doesn¡¯t have a granddaughter.
"Mr. Wen, if you have this time, why not help your good granddaughter Miss Wen find a son-in-law as soon as possible."
Mr. Wen: "You kid, you're heartbroken."
He really wanted to, but unfortunately Yanyan didn't cooperate.
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In a remote corner of the hospital, there was no one in the corridor. As soon as I walked in, I felt a chill spreading from the soles of my feet to the top of my head.
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Fang Haocheng pressed the answer button, and the gentle voice full of magnetism turned cold as frost in an instant.
"Who are you?"
A string of deep laughter came from the other end of the phone. The man had a cigar in his mouth, sitting on a revolving chair with his legs crossed, and his other hand placed lightly on the table.
He tapped the table with his index finger regularly, making a regular and subtle "dong-dong" sound.
This sound also reached Fang Haocheng¡¯s ears. He was born with sensitive hearing and could hear it clearly.
In his impression, only that person would make such a small move.
Mr. Lu Sanye!
How did he find himself?
The other party spoke first, "Jiu Luan, long time no see. I didn't expect that your noble lady is so forgetful that you even forgot about me. It seems that we have really lacked too much communication in the past three years."
Fang Haocheng held the guide stick in his hand tightly, and at the same time thought doubtfully in his heart: The third master already knows his identity, and I think the person above him will also notice it soon.
"Stop talking nonsense, I have no friendship with you. Tell me, what do you want from me?"
The heartless and indifferent words really made the third master feel sad. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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