The goddess of fast wear is super burning

Chapter 392 The tablemate is a black lotus (28)

Wen Yan was taken aback for a moment, then hurriedly replied: "Come back and get the things."

"That's it." Father Wen glanced down at his watch, and said a few words: "Then you have fun, remember not to come back too late."

"Ah."

Wen Yan suppressed the suspicion in her heart, and nodded in response.

After Wen's father left, Wen Yan went to her room to change clothes.

When he came down, he saw the cleaning maid and asked casually, "Where's Wen Shao?"

The servant replied respectfully: "Second young master hasn't gotten up yet."

After finishing speaking, the servant asked again with concern: "Has the young master had breakfast?"

Wen Yan glanced at the servant in surprise, and said softly, "I've used it."

"Young master, go slowly." The servant turned sideways to make way with a smile on his face.

Seeing the servant's low-browed and respectful appearance, Wen Yan felt a little ironic. Before, the servants here often gave him cold eyes, and even talked gossip behind his back.

He had just arrived at Wen's house at that time, and with Father Wen's indifference, the servants in the villa naturally didn't pay much attention.

Sometimes when I came back late, I didn’t even have food, and I was scolded when I went to the kitchen to find something to eat.

Wen Yan didn't hate them, but thought it was a little funny.

Obviously, the identity of the illegitimate child is not something he can decide by himself, but because of this identity, everyone talks and insults him wantonly.

As if he had done something heinous.

Wen Yan exhaled lightly, walked past the servants and walked out of the hall.

The two made an appointment and met at a crossroad not far away at ten o'clock.

There is only one intersection, so it is easy to find.

Wen Yan arrived 10 minutes earlier, and the wind was a bit strong today. He raised his hand and pressed the brim of his hat, leaning against the light pole next to him to read the news on his mobile phone, and looked up at the intersection from time to time.

At this time, a few girls were walking towards him, and they all looked curious when they saw the slender boy leaning on the lamppost.

The boy was wearing a simple white T-shirt and a light blue shirt jacket. He was tall and tall, with the brim of his hat pulled down very low, and only a small part of his white chin could be seen.

But that clean and dusty temperament still attracted the eyes of those girls frequently.

"Hey look, that little brother is so handsome!"

"You can't even see your face, how do you know if someone is handsome?
"Temperament, look at that hand! I bet he must be a handsome guy!"

As she said that, the girl looked at the person next to her: "Qingqing, you are beautiful, why don't you try it? See if you can make the little brother look up."

Hearing this, the girl who was wearing earphones and listening to English words looked up at Wen Yan in front of her, and suddenly felt familiar.

But she didn't care, and replied uninterestedly: "It's boring, don't go."

"Go, let's go, we just want to see the little brother's appearance, as long as you can make the little brother look up, we will treat you to dessert later!"

Ning Jiuqing was shamefully moved when he mentioned that he would meet his friends.

She glanced at the pitiful faces of her friends, and reluctantly took off the earphones.

After walking a few steps, I turned around to confirm again: "It's settled, just look at the face."

Several girls nodded quickly, then watched her pass expectantly.

Ning Jiuqing approached Wen Yan next to the lamppost, and the closer he got, the more familiar he felt.

"Hello, may I ask you..." Halfway through Ning Jiuqing's speech, the boy in front of him suddenly looked up and saw the other person's appearance. Her words stopped immediately, and he asked in surprise, "Wen Yan?"

Wen Yan was stunned when he saw Ning Jiuqing, and then politely called out: "Student Ning."

(End of this chapter)