Chapter 526
Ye Huanyan stared at Lingli for a while, and for a while, she patted her back,
"Let's go. You're holding on to my information. Do you know how much it's worth?"
Ling Li let go of his arm and fell back into the sofa with a snort,
"Come on, ye Huanyan, you don't dare to gamble. Why do you change the topic?"
"Who dare not gamble?"
Ye Huanyan eyebrows pick, "bet on gambling."
She doesn't believe that Linghan will take her to meet Wen Qingwan's family.
Ling Han knows that her busy feet are not touching the ground. In addition to her previous relationship with Jiang Meilan, her identity is not clear. It's not that her grandparents are still alive. Now taking her to meet those people is just to make trouble for herself, isn't it?
As soon as I finished speaking, I saw a dialogue window pop up on my mobile phone. After I opened it, I found that it was a text message from Lingli.
"What are you doing?" Ye Huanyan frowned.
Lingli raised his mobile phone,
"I'll wait to collect the money. I'll send you the account number first. When I lose, I'll call me first, so I don't need you to admit defeat. I'll be able to live with face."
"With this leisure, you might as well think more about how to hand over your graduation project. There's only one month left for you."
As soon as ye Huanyan mentioned the graduation project, Ling Li immediately said angrily, just like the eggplant beaten by frost,
"It's not because of the killer Alex. As long as it's a term approved by him, 50% of the people will not be able to graduate and will have to rebuild for another year."
Ye Huanyan raised her eyebrows and made fun of her face,
"And you're so strong? Don't let my mother intercede for you? Alex is a teacher of my mother's family. This kind of face will always be given to him. "
"A scholar can be killed but not humiliated. If I can't pass it, I'll rebuild it for another year. What's the big deal?"
"Yes, pray that the people who will be examined next year will not be my mother's disciples. I heard that there are three Dharma protectors in your college besides Alex, two of them are taught by my mother."
Lingli's face turned white,
That's why she's so anxious. There are five jewelry teachers in the school. Three of them are very strict. Fortunately, two of them can barely pass the exam. She doesn't think that her luck next year will be better than this year.
The next day, Wen's villa,
Early in the morning, the whole villa was busy.
"Siyuan doesn't come back for a long time. Why are you so busy? Just give it to the servant?"
Wearing pajamas and a hangover with a haggard look on his face, Weinberg stood at the door of the room, staring at the woman in the corridor with an unhappy look,
"The vacuum cleaner is so noisy. Can you let me sleep?"
Young women rarely wear formal clothes, and their long hair has been tied up on their shoulders all the year round. They look like good wives and good mothers,
"Siyuan didn't like me at all. If he didn't clean up the house, he would blame me again. You didn't think about it for me. Originally, I didn't have any position in this family. Siyuan couldn't figure out how to think of me."
Then the woman showed her grievance.
Stepmother is hard to be, especially when she is ten years younger than Wen Siyuan.
"Come on, let the servants do all these things. Don't be busy."
With a sigh, he reached for the woman,
"Take a break. You didn't sleep well last night, did you?"
"If you come back drinking like that, I can't sleep well."
"Well, lie down with me. I still have a headache."
"Then I'll press it for you."
When Wen Siyuan came back, the old man and his stepmother were still lying in the bedroom.
When the servant said this, his face was a bit embarrassed.
Wen Siyuan didn't respond. When he saw the hand of a new bag on the sofa, his face sank,
"My father is very generous to women. There are several hundred thousand bags as soon as he gives them away. He doesn't care whether his son is alive or dead outside."
The servant stood aside and said in a low voice, "let me go upstairs and call the master and his wife..."
"What kind of lady is she? What time is it? She's still lying down. What's she like?"
Wen Siyuan was calm,
"I'll go myself."
Then, regardless of the servant's obstruction, he went upstairs and banged the door,
"Who..."
Inside came the voice of a beautiful woman, opened the door, the woman's flushed face instantly became pale.
The woman wore a wine red suspender skirt, revealing a piece of spring in front of her chest, and a piece of white flowers in front of Wen Siyuan, which made his eyes tight,
Wen Siyuan soon recovered, glanced at her and hummed coldly,
"Little mom, isn't it cold to wear so little?"
The woman suddenly covered her chest, pulled down the clothes on the hanger and put them on in a hurry.
There was a dry cough in the room. "Who let you in, like what?" The old man was sitting on the bed, wearing pajamas and tired face“ Did I say in advance last night that I was coming back? Dad, if you don't think it's decent, do you mean I don't have to go back to this house in the future? My mother has a spirit in heaven. I'm afraid she won't be reincarnated. "“ You... "At the mention of his dead wife, Wenbo frowned, speechless, so many years, in the end still with the original wife's guilt. Wen Siyuan is to take this point, looked at him, "you clean up, I'll wait for you downstairs." Wen Bo answered. After Wen Siyuan left, he said in a hoarse voice, "Zhou Lan, bring me my clothes." Hearing Wen Bo's voice, Zhou Lan was slightly stunned. As if he had just recovered, he hurriedly went to the cloakroom to look for clothes. Her head is full of the eyes when Wen Siyuan just left. She worked hard in a remote mountain village. At the age of 13, she came to Lanjiang city with her cousin from her hometown. It was hard to earn money. In the past two years, she also worked in various places, which was not enough to supplement her family. Later, she was introduced to foot washing City, and then got to know Wen Bo. She was only 16 years old when she followed Weinberg. At that time, Weinberg's original wife was still alive, and she turned a blind eye to her existence. After all, besides her, there were canaries who didn't know they were wrong. She was safe. Later, wimbler's wife died, and the Canaries wanted to be righted one by one. She was the only one who lived a small life with money and never asked too much. On the contrary, she was very fond of wimbler. Over the years, Wenbo has changed a lot around her. She is not young, but she has never been disliked by him. During this time, he saw him dismissing a group of women outside, leaving her behind. To say that she followed him wholeheartedly, she did. But to say that she didn't feel sorry for him, she was a little guilty. The only thing she felt sorry for him was what happened to him two years ago when he and his son got drunk with her. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.
"Let's go. You're holding on to my information. Do you know how much it's worth?"
Ling Li let go of his arm and fell back into the sofa with a snort,
"Come on, ye Huanyan, you don't dare to gamble. Why do you change the topic?"
"Who dare not gamble?"
Ye Huanyan eyebrows pick, "bet on gambling."
She doesn't believe that Linghan will take her to meet Wen Qingwan's family.
Ling Han knows that her busy feet are not touching the ground. In addition to her previous relationship with Jiang Meilan, her identity is not clear. It's not that her grandparents are still alive. Now taking her to meet those people is just to make trouble for herself, isn't it?
As soon as I finished speaking, I saw a dialogue window pop up on my mobile phone. After I opened it, I found that it was a text message from Lingli.
"What are you doing?" Ye Huanyan frowned.
Lingli raised his mobile phone,
"I'll wait to collect the money. I'll send you the account number first. When I lose, I'll call me first, so I don't need you to admit defeat. I'll be able to live with face."
"With this leisure, you might as well think more about how to hand over your graduation project. There's only one month left for you."
As soon as ye Huanyan mentioned the graduation project, Ling Li immediately said angrily, just like the eggplant beaten by frost,
"It's not because of the killer Alex. As long as it's a term approved by him, 50% of the people will not be able to graduate and will have to rebuild for another year."
Ye Huanyan raised her eyebrows and made fun of her face,
"And you're so strong? Don't let my mother intercede for you? Alex is a teacher of my mother's family. This kind of face will always be given to him. "
"A scholar can be killed but not humiliated. If I can't pass it, I'll rebuild it for another year. What's the big deal?"
"Yes, pray that the people who will be examined next year will not be my mother's disciples. I heard that there are three Dharma protectors in your college besides Alex, two of them are taught by my mother."
Lingli's face turned white,
That's why she's so anxious. There are five jewelry teachers in the school. Three of them are very strict. Fortunately, two of them can barely pass the exam. She doesn't think that her luck next year will be better than this year.
The next day, Wen's villa,
Early in the morning, the whole villa was busy.
"Siyuan doesn't come back for a long time. Why are you so busy? Just give it to the servant?"
Wearing pajamas and a hangover with a haggard look on his face, Weinberg stood at the door of the room, staring at the woman in the corridor with an unhappy look,
"The vacuum cleaner is so noisy. Can you let me sleep?"
Young women rarely wear formal clothes, and their long hair has been tied up on their shoulders all the year round. They look like good wives and good mothers,
"Siyuan didn't like me at all. If he didn't clean up the house, he would blame me again. You didn't think about it for me. Originally, I didn't have any position in this family. Siyuan couldn't figure out how to think of me."
Then the woman showed her grievance.
Stepmother is hard to be, especially when she is ten years younger than Wen Siyuan.
"Come on, let the servants do all these things. Don't be busy."
With a sigh, he reached for the woman,
"Take a break. You didn't sleep well last night, did you?"
"If you come back drinking like that, I can't sleep well."
"Well, lie down with me. I still have a headache."
"Then I'll press it for you."
When Wen Siyuan came back, the old man and his stepmother were still lying in the bedroom.
When the servant said this, his face was a bit embarrassed.
Wen Siyuan didn't respond. When he saw the hand of a new bag on the sofa, his face sank,
"My father is very generous to women. There are several hundred thousand bags as soon as he gives them away. He doesn't care whether his son is alive or dead outside."
The servant stood aside and said in a low voice, "let me go upstairs and call the master and his wife..."
"What kind of lady is she? What time is it? She's still lying down. What's she like?"
Wen Siyuan was calm,
"I'll go myself."
Then, regardless of the servant's obstruction, he went upstairs and banged the door,
"Who..."
Inside came the voice of a beautiful woman, opened the door, the woman's flushed face instantly became pale.
The woman wore a wine red suspender skirt, revealing a piece of spring in front of her chest, and a piece of white flowers in front of Wen Siyuan, which made his eyes tight,
Wen Siyuan soon recovered, glanced at her and hummed coldly,
"Little mom, isn't it cold to wear so little?"
The woman suddenly covered her chest, pulled down the clothes on the hanger and put them on in a hurry.
There was a dry cough in the room. "Who let you in, like what?" The old man was sitting on the bed, wearing pajamas and tired face“ Did I say in advance last night that I was coming back? Dad, if you don't think it's decent, do you mean I don't have to go back to this house in the future? My mother has a spirit in heaven. I'm afraid she won't be reincarnated. "“ You... "At the mention of his dead wife, Wenbo frowned, speechless, so many years, in the end still with the original wife's guilt. Wen Siyuan is to take this point, looked at him, "you clean up, I'll wait for you downstairs." Wen Bo answered. After Wen Siyuan left, he said in a hoarse voice, "Zhou Lan, bring me my clothes." Hearing Wen Bo's voice, Zhou Lan was slightly stunned. As if he had just recovered, he hurriedly went to the cloakroom to look for clothes. Her head is full of the eyes when Wen Siyuan just left. She worked hard in a remote mountain village. At the age of 13, she came to Lanjiang city with her cousin from her hometown. It was hard to earn money. In the past two years, she also worked in various places, which was not enough to supplement her family. Later, she was introduced to foot washing City, and then got to know Wen Bo. She was only 16 years old when she followed Weinberg. At that time, Weinberg's original wife was still alive, and she turned a blind eye to her existence. After all, besides her, there were canaries who didn't know they were wrong. She was safe. Later, wimbler's wife died, and the Canaries wanted to be righted one by one. She was the only one who lived a small life with money and never asked too much. On the contrary, she was very fond of wimbler. Over the years, Wenbo has changed a lot around her. She is not young, but she has never been disliked by him. During this time, he saw him dismissing a group of women outside, leaving her behind. To say that she followed him wholeheartedly, she did. But to say that she didn't feel sorry for him, she was a little guilty. The only thing she felt sorry for him was what happened to him two years ago when he and his son got drunk with her. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.
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