Chapter 891

All off-road vehicles.

Lin Feihang knows that these two cars belong to Zhao Wenbin!

He has got home and is waiting for Lin Feihang.

In the villa of the No. 1 scholar's residence in Jiangbei City.

Everyone is in the living room.

Cui Xinru and Zhao Ziqiang are sitting on the sofa. Beside Zhao Ziqiang, there is a tall but fat middle-aged man who is about 45 years old.

Middle aged people wear dark red Tang clothes, gray linen trousers, and cloth shoes with a thousand layers of soles on their feet. On his wrist, he also wore a long wrapped string of stationery.

This dress. I have to say, it's very characteristic!

This is not what ordinary people can control.

Ordinary people can't wear that smell. It will even give people the feeling of antiquity.

The middle-aged man can do it!

This dress is both casual and formal. It can be worn on any occasion. But the most important thing is to look at personal temperament!

This man is Zhao Wenbin!

"Mr. Zhao, please have a cup of tea." Meng Xiaodie poured hot tea to Zhao Wenbin in a respectful manner, but he didn't appear formal and generous.

"Miss Meng, don't be busy. This is my second uncle. They are all from their own family." Zhao Ziqiang smiled after Meng Xiaodie served tea.

Zhao Ziqiang didn't treat Meng Xiaodie as an outsider, not only because of Lin Feihang, but also because everyone is familiar and can play together.

Although we haven't known each other for a long time.

But Meng Xiaodie came from the Black Sea city, not far from Jingjiang City, and everyone is of the same age. They are not only close to the physical level, but also similar to the psychological level. They are all college students!

Yesterday, Lin Feihang went out. Meng Xiaodie, Zhao Ziqiang and Cui Xinru were at home. They talked, watched the play and played cards together. In this way, we have a common language.

Young people don't have so many complicated thoughts. So it's easy to make friends.

"It's a guest and an elder," Meng Xiaodie said with an implicit sweet smile.

"Xiaoqiang, this is..." Zhao Wenbin opened his mouth, looked at Zhao Ziqiang, motioned to Meng Xiaodie, and asked.

Naturally, he doesn't know who Meng Xiaodie is. He only knows that this is Lin Feihang's home.

Judging by her dress, appearance, figure and temperament, Meng Xiaodie can never be a servant.

Zhao Ziqiang called her "Miss Meng". Naturally, she can't be a servant.

Zhao Wenbin will not guess that Meng Xiaodie is Lin Feihang's woman, because he knows that Lin Feihang, who saved his nephew, is the eldest child of the Lin family and the boyfriend of LV Xuanying, the eldest granddaughter of the LV family. Zhao Ziqiang told him about the situation when he called yesterday.

"Er... Miss Meng is a friend of brother Lin Feihang..." Zhao Ziqiang hesitated for a while before saying. After saying that, he looked at Cui Xinru.

Two people already know the situation.

It's hard to tell the truth.

In particular, it's not good to say in front of Meng Xiaodie that she is Lin Feihang's lover.

"Ah!" Zhao Wenbin glanced at his nephew with a tone of understanding.

But Zhao Wenbin has seen that his nephew is lying.

Zhao Wenbin grew up watching Zhao Ziqiang. He really knows his nephew too well. However, Zhao Wenbin has no mind to expose anything, because it doesn't matter what identity Meng Xiaodie is!

It doesn't matter. I just asked casually.

"Mr. Zhao, please sit down first." Meng Xiaodie said again, then hurried away and went to the kitchen.

Zhao Ziqiang said a few words with his second uncle. Zhao Wenbin also raised his hand, pinched Zhao Ziqiang's chin, twisted it twice, and looked around at the injury on Zhao Ziqiang's face.

"The case, take it over and let me see." Zhao Wenbin said again.

"Here, uncle." Cui Xinru took out the diagnosis report directly from her bag.

Zhao Wenbin looked at Zhao Ziqiang's case.

Not long.

Meng Xiaodie came out of the kitchen again. She went to wash the fruit and cut the fruit plate. It's not important whether the guests eat or not. The important thing is to have. This is a matter of attitude!

Meng Xiaodie here has just put down the fruit tray.

At this time, the elevator on the first floor opened with a ding.

Lin Feihang came back and came up from the ground floor.

Meng Xiaodie looked back and went to meet Lin Feihang.

"Brother Lin is back." Zhao Ziqiang also stood up and looked over there.

"Mr. Lin." Meng Xiaodie greeted Lin Feihang and greeted him.

"The guest is here?" Lin Feihang asked casually.

"Uh huh." Meng Xiaodie nodded.

Lin Feihang smiled, raised his hand and pinched Meng Xiaodie's face. He acted casually, and then walked to the living room with one hand in his suit pocket.

"Brother, this is my second uncle."

"Second uncle, this is brother Lin Feihang who saved me."

Zhao Ziqiang took two steps outward and directly introduced it to both sides.

While Zhao Ziqiang introduced, Zhao Wenbin got up and looked up and down at Lin Feihang.