Dad asked me to choose one of ten goddesses to marry

Chapter 972 I'm Afraid of Seniors Beating Me

Liu Juan's body was trembling with anger. She took off the bag on her shoulder and grabbed it hard.

"What? Are you going to pretend to be grand, pretending that you're not doing it for money? Throw the bag to me?"

Zhang Tong smiled and stretched out his hand, "Then give it to me. It's only been a few days, and you can still get a refund. I also think it's a bit much to give you [-] at once."

"Humph!"

Liu Juan still didn't throw it out in the end, 3 yuan, don't waste it.

Before leaving, she stared at Wen Ning coldly.

This bastard has disliked her from the very beginning.

I think she will be the best person in my dormitory, or in my class, sooner or later.

That's why she kept imposing her thinking on her.

Take the initiative to help her find a man, push her to various people on WeChat.

Unexpectedly, Wen Ning really held back.

In the past two years at school, I didn't talk about a relationship once.

"Wen Ning, you're hiding something. So you already have a boyfriend."

Guo Ru, who was in the distance, walked over excitedly, and whispered in Wen Ning's ear, "You're still so rich."

"No... no, he's not my boyfriend."

Wen Ning lowered her head and explained.

"Wen Ning hasn't agreed yet, we are just ordinary friends now."

Feng Lin smiled from the side.

"Don't explain, take me to buy something first."

Wen Ning doesn't like being surrounded by so many people, she is not a flamboyant person.

"it is good."

Feng Lin opened the co-pilot's door.

Wen Ning got into the car and waved to Guo Ru, "I'll go buy a quilt first."

"Goodbye."

Guo Ru smiled and nodded.

Feng Lin closed the car door and drove away by himself.

Wen stared out the window, and there were many men taking pictures with their mobile phones.

She couldn't help asking: "Where did you rent the sports car? When you came here, you drove Wuling Hongguang."

"Borrowed." Feng Lin said with a smile.

"makes sense."

Wen Ning remembered that Feng Lin also knew a big star like Wen Renxi Guya.

The girlfriend is also a well-known big businessman.

It must be very easy to borrow a sports car.

"What did you say to buy just now?" Feng Lin asked.

"You don't need to worry about buying quilts. My restaurant is diagonally opposite and they sell them."

Wen Ning waved her hand.

"You were bullied just now?"

Feng Lin glanced at Wen Ning and smiled.

"I've been bullied, and you're still laughing?" Wen Ning puffed up her mouth slightly.

"Haha! Are you acting like a baby to me?"

Feng Lin couldn't help laughing.

Speaking of which, her age is only one or two years older than Tang Qianqian.

But in Feng Lin's eyes, her mental age was much older.

As for the two girls Tang Qianqian and Gu Duoduo, they looked like elementary school students.

"Who acted like a baby?"

Wen Ning looked out the window.

Finally, Feng Lin parked the car in front of her braised chicken restaurant.

"uncle."

Wen Ning hurriedly got out of the car and walked inside.

"The boss is back?"

The middle-aged man in the chef's costume came out with a smile.

"Isn't this a rush to give you your salary?" Wen Ning teased.

Feng Lin also got out of the car and came to the store.

"Uncle, make two big portions first." Wen Ning said to the middle-aged man.

"okay!"

The middle-aged man nodded and walked into the back kitchen.

Wen Ning sat in front of the computer at the counter and calculated all the bill records.

Then take out your phone to transfer money.

"Uncle, your salary has been credited to your card, please take a look."

Wen Ning went to the back kitchen.

"it is good."

The middle-aged man agreed.

Wen Ning went to the diagonally opposite door again, and after a while came over with a quilt in her arms, stuffing it behind the Wuling Hongguang mini beside her.

These days, her car has been used by the chefs here.

Finally, Wen Ning sat opposite Feng Lin and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why did you put it in that car? Don't let me see you off?" Feng Lin asked.

"No, I like to keep a low profile, just go back by myself, I can't trouble you."

Wen Ning shook her head at Feng Lin.

"it is good."

Feng Lin didn't want to waste time either.

Wen Huarong did not agree to Feng Lin, and told him the address of Shura Palace.

Maybe later, there will be other troubles.

It would be nice to go back sooner.

After a while, two servings of braised chicken were served.

Looking at the chicken, Feng Lin unconsciously thought of the fourth child.

This is his favorite food.

After Feng Lin ate and drank enough, he bid farewell to Wen Ning.

He drove back to Xiande.

When he arrived at the small road in the township, Feng Lin stuffed his sports car in a deserted place.

Pull out Wuling Hongguang.

A sports car with a low chassis cannot be driven on such a small road.

Back to Wen Huarong's restaurant, as usual, it was overcrowded.

However, this time everyone was not eating.

Wen Huarong was leaning against the counter beside him, chatting with these people.

She changed into a black skirt and cloth shoes.

The hair is tied into a ball head.

It feels very capable.

As soon as Feng Lin walked in, Wen Huarong waved at the old men, "Go back, the person who picked me up is here."

"Huarong, where are you going to travel? I'll ask my son to arrange an itinerary for you. The whole trip is free."

"Xiao Rong, I can't live without you. If I don't see you for a day, I feel bad all over."

"Let me know when you come back."

"It seems that you don't really love Hua Rong. I will come here every day in person from now on."

……

The old men around found out that Wen Huarong had chased him away, and they all looked reluctant.

"Get out of here!"

Wen Huarong snorted coldly.

Hearing this, all these old men left one by one.

"Senior's popularity is really high."

Feng Lin walked in with a smile, "Where are you going?"

"Take me to Lanhe."

Wen Huarong looked at Feng Lin expressionlessly.

"Senior, about the Shura Palace..."

Feng Lin smiled and rubbed his hands.

"Let's talk later."

Wen Huarong went out and locked the door of the restaurant.

"it is good."

Feng Lin nodded, and took the initiative to open the passenger door of Wuling Hongguang.

Beside the road, those old men have not left yet.

They watched Wen Huarong get into Feng Lin's car, each sighing.

"An intellectual woman like Hua Rong should take a Rolls Royce."

"Hey, I didn't bring any luggage. I must be traveling poorly. I don't know if I can eat enough these days."

……

Feng Lin rolled his eyes and drove away immediately.

After getting on the highway, he smiled and asked, "Senior, it seems that the people who pursue you are all big shots."

"There are also little people."

Wen Huarong glanced at Feng Lin and asked, "How many wives do you have?"

"Uh... You stopped me." Feng Lin was a little embarrassed.

"countless?"

Wen Huarong's face suddenly turned cold.

"No, I'm afraid to tell the truth, senior will hit me."

Feng Lin shook his head slightly.

"Say."

Wen Huarong propped his chin, and looked out of the window calmly.

"For now, three."

What Feng Lin believed in was Xu Ruoying.

Besides her, the girl Zhao Qingqing should be treated well.

The rest, of course, is Jinguji Qiuhui.

The two almost grew up hugging each other, and Feng Lin had long regarded her as his family.

"What is present?"

Wen Huarong raised her brows upside down.

"Because there are still many girls chasing me. If they impress me one day, I may agree."

As soon as Feng Lin finished speaking, he noticed that Wen Huarong raised his hand.

"You said you wouldn't hit me!" Feng Lin said hastily.

PS: Feng Lin: I'm afraid to tell the truth, if the seniors don't hit me, the reader's father will hit me too.

(End of this chapter)