Chapter 734 "Warmth Spreading" Have a Poor Meal
Chapter 734 "Warmth Spreading" Have a Poor Meal
The bodyguard had never encountered such a situation before, so he was a little confused.
From the young master's point of view, this is obviously not the truth, so is he apologizing or not?
Wen Jingyan: "Haven't you apologized to Ms. Han and Ms. Han's friends? You're useless, you can't even drive a car."
The bodyguard didn't know anymore, and even scrambled to Han Qingman: "I'm sorry, Miss Han—I'm sorry!"
Han Qingman knew that Wen Jingyan was mocking the last time she forced him to apologize to the shop assistant in her friend's shop, but she still didn't stop them.
Bai Xiao waved his hand: "Forget it... Let's go back, Sister Man."
Bai Xiao thought, it's already dark, this place is so dangerous, it's better to go back to the hotel, otherwise there are no people passing by in the deep streets and alleys here, it would be bad if you really annoy this Lord Yan.
Whoever makes someone a boss, it's better not to provoke him!
However, at this moment, a mighty convoy came from the front, rear, left, and right sides, surrounding the two cars.
Bai Xiao was so startled that he grabbed Han Qingman's clothes, looked back and forth nervously: "Sister Man..."
what's the situation?
Is this Master Yan really going to settle accounts with them?
Wuwu, if I knew it earlier, I wouldn't want them to lose money, I think I'm unlucky!
"What should I do, Sister Man?"
Han Qingman patted her hand and said in a low voice, "It's okay."
A person came down from behind Wen Jingyan, walked around and said hello respectfully: "Young master, what happened?"
"fine."
The man went back to report again, and after a while, another person got out of the car, wearing a neat suit and holding a British gentleman's cane with a golden round head, walking towards them step by step.
Every step has a sense of oppression.
The middle-aged man gradually came out of the darkness with the light of the street lamp on his back. Han Qingman's eyes fell on him, and his smile was gradually drowned out.
When Wen Jingyan looked over, Han Qingman's eyes were moving away from him.
Although it was fleeting, he saw the strange look on her face for a moment.
Han Qingman stood under the light, and Wen Zhiming naturally saw it too. When he walked to Wen Jingyan's side, he talked to her first: "But did you scare Miss Han?"
"A little bit," Han Qingman laughed, "Master Wen, your aura is too strong, and the child is afraid."
Wen Jingyan sneered, not believing it at all.
Will she be afraid?
Wen Zhiming laughed instead: "Oh? Miss Han knows Wen?"
Han Qingman laughed and said, "With your aura and ostentation, besides Young Master Wen, can Liancheng find another one?"
Wen Jingyan asked, "Father, why are you here?"
Wen Zhiming smiled lightly and said: "Passing by, I thought something was wrong when I saw your car parked. It turned out that I was tripped by a pretty girl."
"Grandpa Wen has won the prize. It's not my face that stumbles Yanyan. He really hates me."
Wen Zhiming held the golden round head on the top of the cane with his right hand, and laughed: "That Yan'er is too ignorant. He doesn't know how to cherish such a lovely girl like Miss Han. He regrets it only when he loses it later."
"Father." Wen Jingyan frowned slightly, as if dissatisfied with this kind of joke.
Wen Zhiming smiled nonchalantly, and said to Han Qingman, "Yan'er's mother really likes you. I often hear her nagging you. When I saw you today, she really lived up to her reputation. She is a bold and exquisite person."
Wen Zhiming has seen all kinds of people, and he can tell at a glance that Han Qingman is definitely not someone in the pool.
Ordinary people, such as the little girl behind her, are the reactions that normal people should have when they see him.
As for Han Qingman, except that she seemed a little surprised when she saw him at first, she didn't look like she was shocked by them.
In such a situation where the enemy is outnumbered, she still has no fear, and she is able to answer the questions fluently, returning and returning, which is commendable for her courage.
"Master Wen really thinks highly of me."
"No, no, Miss Han deserves such praise," Wen Zhiming said, "It's no wonder Yan'er is unique to you."
"Father...how can you talk nonsense with your mother? I have nothing to do with her."
"It's really nothing?" Wen Zhiming raised his eyebrows, "I've never seen you have such great patience with any girl. I heard from your mother that you were defeated by this Miss Han. You can be cured to death, if you don’t want to, the little girl can cure you? Why don’t I believe it.”
The members of the Wen family around them were amazed, but on the surface they all held back and didn't show it.
The young master was defeated by this female star?
How can it be!
Whether it's the young master or this female star, no matter how you think about it, it's impossible.
Wen Jingyan frowned: "I was injured that day."
Wen Zhiming seemed to be amused: "When will you be subdued by the little girl's family after you get injured?"
"You underestimated her," Wen Jingyan said, "She's not weak."
"Okay, then it's you who lost," Wen Zhiming said with a smile, "The hairpin at home—"
Wen Jingyan frowned.
"Okay, don't talk, don't talk."
"Yeah," Han Qingman looked over with a smile, "Is it my hairpin? Didn't Master Yan say he lost it?"
"I don't know what hairpin is," Wen Zhiming said, "I didn't say anything."
"..."
Wen Zhiming looked at the situation at the scene and immediately understood: "My family hit me?"
The bodyguard and driver's legs were shaking with fright just now: "I'm sorry, Master Wen! I didn't pay attention..."
"It's okay, Master Wen. It's a trivial matter. Just fix it and it will be fine. Don't blame him."
Wen Zhiming called someone to drive the nanny car away.
"We are going home. I wonder if Ms. Han would like to come to our house for a light meal?" Wen Zhiming asked, "Yan'er's mother likes you so much, I definitely can't neglect you."
Bai Xiao shook his head in horror from behind.
"It's inconvenient," Wen Jingyan said, "Miss Han is a big star, if she is photographed by the media when she comes in and out of our house, I can't tell."
Bai smiled and nodded: Yes, yes, yes!We are not convenient!
But Han Qingman smiled and said, "I'm very convenient?"
Wen Zhiming laughed: "It's just convenient! Then Ms. Han can take Yan'er's car. See you at home."
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