Chapter 4

Wen's words were beyond his expectation. He thought the woman simply wanted money.

After all, these days, it's not many, even one, to dare to peep at Mrs. Qi's position so plainly.

"Why?" He looked straight into the face of the woman in front of him.

She smile, holding him into the bathroom, give Wen Jingxuan a hot bath.

Wen Jingxuan pointed to the dining table in front of him and said, "after eating, the fried chicken cooked by my aunt is delicious."

Wen Wan Wan picked him up with one hand, held him in his arms and asked in a low voice, "Simon, have you had dinner?"

When he saw his mother coming back, he ran down from the sofa and hugged her legs.

When Wen comes home late at night, Wen Jingxuan is still watching pig Peiqi.

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at this time, Wen Wanye was nearly 100 meters away from him, and when he pushed his foot hard, the black Maserati rolled into the traffic like a shuttle.

If there is no problem, the woman who plotted against him five years ago will be him.

He had no impression of this woman, but her words tonight made her interested in him.

I watched her walk to the street step by step, as if she didn't mean to take a taxi.

"Wen Wan Wan." He let out a low cry.

When the car comes out of the underground garage, you can see the woman coming out of the hall.

Qi Beichen left the banquet hall. He never liked to attend such a party. But in the name of birthday, in fact, looking for a blind date.

When I see it, I can't help thinking of the picture that I put him to sleep five years ago. I'm not strong enough.

Even before she returned home, she had investigated everything.

Today is the second day of her return to China. Before she can feel the changes of Huaicheng, she has to prepare for meeting Qi Beichen.

People come and go on the road.

Instead of taking a taxi back, she walked slowly down the street in high heels.

When I left Huaicheng five years ago, it was not so prosperous. Now, the buildings in rows are shining. Under the bright lights, it looks like a dream.

At this time, the Huaicheng, lights.

She took out her mobile phone, sent her a wechat and a red envelope, and quietly walked out.

Wen kuaiwan looks at Xiang ruo'an's performance on the stage in the corner, casually puts in a piece of cake and smiles bitterly.

A woman of both talent and appearance.

Xiang ruo'an, the youngest daughter of Xiang's family, is also deeply loved by the master of Xiang's family. She is not only good-looking, but also has a cool breath when she comes out with her education.

The reception party has already started. Xiang ruo'an, dressed in white, slowly comes down the revolving stairs and wins the screams of all the people present.

When the words fell, he strode away.

He picked up his glass and poured it into his mouth. "We Qi family do not lack such a wife."

"It's not wise to listen to rumors at will."

Qi Beichen took the goblet that just poured wine and said nothing. His narrow eyes were very secretive.

"I'll help you solve all these problems."

"The mother at home is pressing hard again."

Wen Kuai was late and turned his eyes to Qi Beichen's pants and crotch, with an awe inspiring smile.

"Mr. Qi is 30 years old today." Wen didn't answer his question directly. He went on to say: "online, Mr. Qi's sexual dysfunction is another gay."

At the same time, Qi Beichen, who returned to his apartment, stood in front of the huge French window, dressed in a white bathrobe, waving red wine in his right hand, looking at Huaicheng with thousands of lights.

Holding the goblet, the mobile phone on the coffee table "Ding" a sound.

He looked up and poured down the wine.