The Evil Wife of the Rebirth of the Shang Family

Chapter 111 A Different Kind of Kiss (4)
"Student Meng Shuixin, I don't run a seasoning shop, I don't have vinegar..." Wen Jingrong said, once again perfectly understanding Meng Shuixin's words.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Wen Shi was holding the porridge at the door and said, "Master, the porridge is ready..."

"Bring it in."

"Yes." Wen Shi looked at the girl who was sleeping on his young master's big bed, curled his lips in dissatisfaction and left.

There are so many empty rooms, I really don't understand why the young master let this girl live in his own room, even I rarely get into the young master's room!
Meng Shuixin looked at the congee and shook his head, then pointed at Wen Jingrong with his chin.

"It's not Wen Shi. I made this porridge. I messed it up when you were taking a bath just now. You probably don't know. You've been in the bath for almost an hour, right?" Wen Jingrong said, taking the thermometer from Meng Shuixin's mouth Come out, "I was prepared that if you don't come out again, you will rush in and save the beauty..."

"How dare you!" Meng Shuixin finally freed his mouth and uttered a clear sentence.

"Let's have porridge..." Wen Jingrong smiled, and put the small table on the bed, and looked at the thermometer himself, "Well, it's just a low-grade fever, it should be fine after a night of sleep."

Meng Shuixin looked at Wen Jingrong and said nothing.

Wen Jingrong turned his head and said, "Student Meng Shuixin, do you mean to let me feed you?"

"Need not!"

"Then drink slowly, I still have some things to do." Wen Jingrong said with a faint smile.

Meng Shuixin nodded.

"I'll put the medicine here, remember to take it after dinner..." Wen Jingrong put a box of medicine on the bedside cabinet, and left.

Meng Shuixin felt much better after drinking the porridge, but when she wanted to find a napkin to wipe her mouth, she found that there seemed to be no napkins around. The bed was tossed and turned in the cabinet by the window, completely forgetting that this is not like an outsider's practice at all, but like a master's house.

However, no handkerchief was found, and several documents were indeed found in the lowest cabinet with only the name written on them. It seemed that Wen Jingrong was working on the case.

Meng Shuixin put it back casually, but when the stack of folders fell back into the cabinet again, some jagged lines were exposed, and Meng Shuixin saw that there was a folder with the word "Guang" on it.

Meng Shuixin looked at the door, and after there was nothing unusual, he pulled out the folder and opened it, only to find that it was a geological survey of the central square.

It marks the composition of each layer of soil in the central square, like a geological report.

And the strangest thing is that this geological report is not a dozen or tens of meters underground, but the geology of each layer more than 500 meters underground in the central square.

More than 500 meters underground in the central square? !
Even building a skyscraper doesn't need such a deep foundation, right?
Should I understand that Wen Jingrong wants to build a skyscraper with the best quality in the world?
Meng Shuixin hurriedly went to the bedside to take out his mobile phone, took a picture of the geological report page by page, and then put it back in the cabinet intact.

After thinking about it, he took it out and wiped the report again with his own clothes. Wen Jingrong is so perverted, he wondered if he would take his fingerprints for verification.

After finishing all this, Meng Shuixin lay back on the bed and took the medicine.

While thinking about what the geological report meant, and what Wen Jingrong's real purpose was for the expansion of the central square, he fell asleep just thinking about it.

It may be that the effect of the medicine is relatively strong, and Meng Shuixin fell asleep peacefully.

When Meng Shuixin woke up, the sun outside had become very warm, and it seemed that it was already afternoon.

Meng Shui got up and went downstairs.

He didn't pay attention last night, and now Meng Shuixin saw a white piano in a corner of the hall.

It wasn't there the last time I was here.

Meng Shuixin walked over and gently stroked each black and white piano key with his hand, and the melodious piano sound jumped out bit by bit. A well-made piano must be of great value.

But, why is there a piano here?
Is it Wen Jingrong's?

Could it be that it was there last time, and I haven't noticed it all the time?
"Miss Meng, my young master told you to call the Meng family when you wake up." Wen Shi walked in with a pile of fresh vegetables, his eyes were full of dissatisfaction, but he still said respectfully.

"How can I call when your mobile phones don't have signal?" Meng Shuixin said with a smile.

"You can use your home phone. What we block is your phone, not our own!" Wen Shi said proudly.

"Oh! So it's like this!" Meng Shuixin pretended to be suddenly enlightened and said.

"You!" Wen Shi realized that Meng Shuixin was just teasing him, and his small face immediately turned lavender.

"By the way, why is there a piano here?" Meng Shuixin looked at the smooth keys of the piano and said, "Is it new?"

"I don't know. Two days ago, the young master suddenly bought a piano and came back. I still remember that since the young master learned to play the piano, he has never played it again. I don't know why he suddenly became interested. Generally, the young master is interested in piano that he already knows. Things are not of much interest." Wen Shi said while putting all the dishes he was carrying into the refrigerator, and arranged them one by one.

Meng Shuixin suddenly remembered that when Wen Jingrong was playing in the coffee shop that day, he seemed to have inadvertently said: "Wen Jingrong, it's a pity that your family doesn't have a piano..."

Meng Shuixin sat in front of the piano, jumping with his fingers on the piano.

Wen Jingrong, did you buy the piano because of what I said?
But what about the expansion of the Central Plaza?

Which one of you is real and which one is fake?

"Miss Meng, why don't you call? The people in your family seem to be quite worried..." Wen Shi clapped his hands and walked towards the door, and finally said after thinking for a long time as he passed by Meng Shuixin.

Meng Shuixin stood up and nodded, walked to the phone and asked Wen Shi: "What are you doing, where is your young master?"

"Isn't it for you, Miss Meng?" Wen Shi muttered in a low voice.

"What did you say?"

"The young master is picking vegetables in the back yard!" Wen Shi said.

"Picking vegetables in the vegetable garden?" Meng Shuixin said in a daze, "You mean Wen Jingrong farming?"

"No, I'm going to help the young master!"

Wen Shi ran away quickly, not wanting to spend another second with the young lady of the Meng family, but Meng Shuixin laughed.

(End of this chapter)