If these people want to live in Beijing for a long time, there will be trouble. Shuqiu Duck

After seeing Wen Haoxue, Manman found that her boyfriend's face became strange, as if he was unconsciously coated with a layer of silver frost, a layer of coldness, especially in his eyes.

Knowing that his family had offended him at that blind date, Manman's eyebrows rippled slightly, and his eyes were all confused.

If you don’t understand the Wen family, you can’t figure out the situation at the moment. Yao Ziye’s narrow faces are flying in his subtle expressions, steady and heavy, and will not easily interfere.

The stadium was too quiet and Chuxia couldn't stand it, so she asked the two officers: "Why are you here?"

He was pulled back and looked at the warming of the spring breeze of Mr. Jiang, saying, "There was a holiday this afternoon. Come and take Manman to see a doctor and prescribe a few medications to regulate the spleen and stomach."

Manman finally remembered that he had answered the phone call at noon, and said to them: "Wait, I'll get a bag."

Turning around, Manman went into the gallery office to get a bag.

Hearing these conversations among them, Wen Haoxue's eyes circulated. When Manman walked out, he reached out and held Manman's forearm, looking very enthusiastic: "Sister Manman, are you sick? I'll accompany you to the hospital. Otherwise, my parents would miss me and don't care about my sister."

Chuxia dai: Do you care about Manman’s disease or about handsome guys?

Of course, no one else wanted Wen Haoxue and Manman to cause trouble. Unexpectedly, Yao Ziye suddenly interjected: "I think there is no problem, since he cares about his sister."

Chu Xia and others glared at Mr. Yao and wanted to vomit blood: Are you really blind or fake? You can't even see this trick?

Du Yu was not sure, and approached his wife and asked in a low voice: "Did you say this person fall in love with Wen Haoxue?"

"Impossible!" Chu Xia roared excitedly.

But why did Yao Ziye suddenly say such a sentence?

However, Yao Ziye spoke like this, and others could not express their opinions.

Wen Haoxue's mind flashed when she heard Yao Ziye talking for her. Perhaps she really liked her, so she didn't know if this person was like Young Master Jiang. She was just a dilapidated house. She could just observe the road. So she couldn't wait to pull Manman out: Sister, you can't delay if you are sick, let's go.

The group left the gallery.

As soon as he walked to the street, Wen Haoxue looked left and right and was looking for a private car. Whether a man had a car was the first sign.

Jiang Yan took the opportunity to pull Manman back to him and protect him.

Slowly, he was so fast that he could win Wen Haoxue half a step away. Yao Ziye asked her verbally: "Have you lost your stuff?"

There is no car. Wen Haoxue's eyes were a little disappointed, but maybe she just didn't drive the car? Thinking of this, Wen Haoxue ignited his fierce fighting spirit again.

"I just want to go where we should go."

Yao Ziye smiled as frost as the corner of his mouth when he said this to her.

But Wen Haoxue didn't see it. She thought he was smiling at him, and she smiled proudly: "Otherwise we stop a taxi and go there."

"Good idea." Yao Ziye slowly got down.

It seems that this man is not rich. Who doesn’t know that Beijing has a wide land, and even though her hometown is used to going out to take a bus, she complained about her wallet after taking a few taxi times in Beijing.

He reached out and cut the yellow face of the car. Yao Ziye took the lead in opening the front door and said something to the driver. He didn't sit in, and looked at Wen Haoxue in a long and narrow blink of an eye.

Wen Haoxue was confused by his eyes: Is he opening the door for her? He took joy and walked in through the front door.

The other three entered the back seat.

Along the way, I was probably afraid that saying too much would lead to a loss of composure in front of the man, Wen Haoxue was as quiet as a lady.

Manman's brows frowned deeply, and occasionally his eyes were swept away his boyfriend and Mr. Yao's faces without saying a word.

The taxi road was transferred for an hour and arrived at a military hospital.

According to the meter, the road cost was soaring rapidly. It was nearly 300 years old. Wen Haoxue's blood in his body accelerated: This man must be very rich.

The taxi stopped by, and the taxi was scheduled to make invoice paper. He only paid attention to the total amount of Wen Haoxue. Suddenly, he heard a pounding sound from the door behind him. He looked back and saw that the three people behind him got out of the car first.

"Hey--" He kicked the door open and wanted to follow him out in panic.

The taxi driver grabbed her and pulled down the invoice with one hand: "Miss, a total of 314 yuan."

"Me?" Wen Haoxue held her wallet tightly, looked out the window, and the three of them were gone, so she quickly called Manman.

Since she arrived at the station, Manman had been pulled by Jiang Yan and left the taxi with her footsteps. The phone wouldn't ring in her handbag. She knew that it must be Wen Haoxue's call. She tried her best and shook Jiang Yan's hand and stared at them with shiny eyes: "You can't play with others like this!"

"Manman." Jiang Yan also saw Yao Ziye helping Wen Haoxue open the door, and realized that Mr. Yao was playing tricks. Wen Haoxue was not taught a lesson, so he acquiesced, but he didn't expect Manman would get angry about it.

Yao Ziye felt strange when he saw Manman being angry. He took off his military cap and smiled innocently at her: "Isn't she very rich? She should have several thousand yuan on her clothes, shoes and bags. The fare for a few hundred yuan is just a small as for her."

Manman didn't know what to say: Uncle Er's family is rich, but it's just a middle class. Buying thousands of famous brands is just a pretentious thing. In order to save face, he is reluctant to spend anything else. For example, giving his grandmother money every month, and Uncle Er's excuses that he is the second child will always take out less than her father's monthly money.

Seeing that Wen Haoxue had not made the phone call through Manman, she had to take out her wallet first and catch up from behind.

"You are leaving well." Wen Haoxue wiped his forehead with the back of his hand, but it was hindering Yao Ziye and did not dare to lose his temper with Manman and the Pure House.

It seemed that nothing had happened, Yao Ziye put on the officer's hat lightly and said, "Let's go in. The professor is waiting."

That's it? I didn't even ask her how much the taxi fare is? Do you think the money is too little and it's not worth asking? Wen Haoxue was stunned. Looking at Yao Ziye's handsome back, he was cold to himself. Suddenly, his whole body became cold, as if he was awakened by the cold wind in the middle of summer.

Young Master Jiang didn't have the idea of ​​pitying Wen Haoxue, but just put Manman's hand in his palm and held it: "I was bullied by them at that time, why didn't you say something to me?"

Manman looked up at him, and walked a few steps away Yao Ziye. The light flashed in his eyes was that they didn't understand: That's right. Wen Haoxue owed education, and there were many ways to educate, but he shouldn't just use someone's heart as a toy.

He lowered his head and frowned: I guess for them, this kind of teasing is common and used to it, so he didn't feel abnormal at all.

Are you wrong? Do you really understand him and the environment he is in?

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