A Pillow of Greedy Love: The Young Master's Little Wife

"Uncle Quan, look at what you said. If you are considered down and out, how can we juniors live? People on the road, once they are out of breath, they will sometimes be down and out, but you have already prepared for it, Jin After washing your hands, the glory remains the same. To use a novel term, it is called the invisible rich. It is also because of this wealth and the connections you accumulated in the early years that even though you have retired honorably, your reputation on the road is still the same. The respect of the younger generation."

Bao Jinghan's voice was much lower than before, with respect and a little seriousness.

This subtle voice change is just right.

But Chi Jun, who had been winking at her all the time, really sweated for her.

"Invisible rich man? Heh, little girl, you are quite capable and have found a lot of things. But this kind of you is not what your mother expected..."

Uncle Quan seemed to recall something from the past, sighed, and shook his head.

At this time, the waiter who served the food knocked on the door.

Chi Jun finally found an entry point, interrupted the conversation between the two, and called the waiter outside the door to pass the dishes.

A dish of dishes was served on the table, and the aroma was overflowing.

The dishes are not exquisite, but Bao Jinghan found that many of them are her mother's favorite.

"Hanhan, don't just talk too much. Didn't you say you were hungry before? Eat quickly!"

Just as he was wondering, Chi Jun's voice came.

Bao Jinghan understood his kindness, so he laughed and said, "Brother, don't worry. You treat me, I will never treat my stomach badly, let alone your wallet!"

After speaking, she blinked her eyes.

The playful little gesture made Chi Jun curl his mouth, his eyes full of doting.

……

The atmosphere of this meal is particularly wonderful.

It's not that the atmosphere is awkward, on the contrary, it's still very lively.

During the banquet, they persuaded and toasted, talking and laughing, like old friends who have known each other for many years.

But the subtlety is that, for two full hours, they chatted, but they didn't say a word about Quan Leng's purpose of seeing her, and no one mentioned her mother again.

At the end of the meal, Quan Leng suddenly said: "Xiao Xu, you go outside and watch, don't let anyone approach you."

After a pause, he took a deep look at Aze again, and said to Bao Jinghan, "Nizi, if it's convenient, can you let your housekeeper leave for a while? I want to be alone with you and the little girl." Jun... the three of us, let's have a good chat."

Is this what you mean by cutting into the subject?

Bao Jinghan clenched his fist without leaving a trace, but his face was still calm, showing no sign of his heart.

She turned around, exchanged glances with Aze, and told him softly to leave for now.

But Ace was unwilling.

"Miss, Mr. Bo asked me to follow you all the time, not to leave every step!"

"I know what Grandpa's order is, but we should act urgently, Aze, can you go to the parking lot and wait for me first? You see, there are brothers here, as well as Uncle Quan and Xu Zhu. Even if someone wants to wait for me at this time He has to think about whether he has his life to go back if he lays his hands on me!"

Bao Jinghan gently persuaded.

But her gaze was very solemn, revealing a sonorous coercion like an order.

Seeing her persistence, Aze naturally had nothing to say, so he could only nod in agreement.

The two figures left one after the other.

Nuo Da's private room was even more empty.

And in this emptiness, there is also an indescribable solemnity mixed indistinctly.

Ding--

Blue flames flickered on the lighter, Uncle Quan lit a cigarette, and opened his mouth slowly...