A Taoist monk will become rich by writing novels in the future

Chapter 99 Why can’t I understand?

"My name is Wen Qiao, I am from the Wen family..." Wen Qiao said.

"The Wen family, it turns out to be the Wen family..." The middle-aged man was slightly surprised, and then stood up in surprise, as if he was ready to open the door for Wen Qiao, but he didn't know that just as he stood up, a sharp voice suddenly sounded.

"What about the Wen family? There is no Wen family in this Xiyuan, only the Shangguan family."

A man wearing a dark green security uniform walked into the guard room with a hunched back and a fierce look on his face, and said coldly to Wen Qiao through the window.

"Shangguan family!" Wen Qiao looked surprised.

"Yes, the Shangguan family. Who are you from the Shangguan family?" the hunchbacked security guard asked.

"I, I am a young lady from the Wen family... Wen Qiao." Wen Qiao said in disbelief, her warm watery eyes faintly gleaming with water at the moment, which always gave people a feeling of being unable to accept the truth. .

What fact?
The fact that the Wen family became the Shangguan family.

"I told you there is no Wen family here anymore, get out of here, or don't blame me for being rude." The hunchbacked man said impatiently.

"But, but I am really Miss Wen, why don't you believe me..." Wen Qiao became choked up as he spoke.

"As I said, there is no Wen family in Xiyuan, only the Shangguan family, and I'm still asking whether you can leave or not. If you don't leave, believe it or not, I will come and attack you..." the hunchbacked man shouted. "Really, you are called a young lady, but you don't even look at what you look like. You have a figure but not a figure, a temperament but not a temperament. You don't even look at the young lady from the Shangguan family. She is gentle and generous, with a comfortable temperament. You can see it at a glance. The daughter of a wealthy family..."

"But, but I..."

“Can you fucking leave, you’re so annoying….”

The security guard roared, stepped forward, opened the iron door on the side and walked towards Wen Qiao. He was waving an anti-wolf electric baton in his hand and his menacing posture seemed to have the tendency to hit someone.

Seeing this, Wen Qiao screamed, held his head and backed away step by step, shouting in fear: "Don't hit me, don't hit me, I'm leaving, please don't hit me, I'm leaving, I'm leaving right now..." ….”

Wen Qiao ran away in a panic.

After escaping to a corner where no one had a camera, Wen Qiao opened Weimo on his phone and clicked on the chat message with Xu Liang.

This time she didn't send a message, but made a voice call.

Xu Liang answered the phone quickly.

"Hey."

"Quick, quick, Xu Liang, send me the surveillance footage outside the Xiyuan guardhouse..."

Wen Qiao couldn't wait to speak, curious about how she behaved in the surveillance.

On the other end of the phone, Xu Liang, who had just finished exercising, wiped the fine beads of sweat on his forehead with a white towel. Hearing Wen Qiao's words, his handsome brows raised slightly.

"How can you be sure I can get surveillance?"

"Bullshit, they are all heirs of the twelve major clans. Don't think I don't understand. Get it done quickly..."

Wen Qiao urged unceremoniously.

Xu Liang smiled dumbly on the other end of the phone, hung up Wen Qiao and made another call. After a while, a message tone sounded on his phone.

Xu Liang opened it and took a look. After confirming that it was the surveillance outside the guard room, he sent a copy to Wen Qiao. Then he opened it and read it. The more he read, the more he enjoyed it.

She opened Weimo, clicked on the chat interface with Wen Qiao, and sent a message directly.

Xu Liang: I can’t believe that you, a piece of wood, can still have such acting skills.

Apart from writing novels, Wen Qiao doesn't care about outside affairs and doesn't talk much. He is nothing but wood.

After a while, Wen Qiao replied.

Qiao Que: Brother Xu Liang, why can’t I understand what you are talking about?

Bridge: winking jpg
Xu Liang: ...After Wen Qiao got the surveillance picture over there, he slowly left the corner and glanced in the direction of Xiyuan. Wen Qiao flashed and disappeared.

When she appeared again, she was outside the Wen family's luxurious villa with a large swimming pool. Walking from the edge of the swimming pool, Wen Qiao walked into the Wen family's villa grandly.

There is still a big difference between the Wen family villa at this moment and the Wen family villa in Wen Qiao's memory.

In the past, the Wen family's villa had a low-key scholarly atmosphere because of Wen and Li's relationship.

But now the Wen family's villa smells of money inside and out, and even the potted plants are inlaid with gold and silver.

Wen Qiao couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

She was very poor outside, but the Wen family's villa was decorated with money.

Prodigal, really prodigal.

At the same time, I felt that Shangguan Wei was extremely hateful. All this was Wen Qiao’s money!

I thought that the Wen family would have no money if they had power, but now it seems that it is completely different from what I thought. After all, they are the managers of the future country, how can they have no money? Wen Qiao silently left a bitter feeling for his ignorance. tears.

Wen Qiao touched a plant inlaid with gold and silver in front of him and expressed emotion.

Wen Qiao ignored the sound of footsteps ringing in his ears.

until……

"Who are you and how did you get in?" The aunt in a white shirt and black pants looked at Wen Qiao with a towel and said warily. She looked around and saw that there was no one else in the villa except her. Oh, she remembered, Mr. Kong, the housekeeper of this villa, took other maids to the front hall to trim flowers and plants.

Wen Qiao looked at the panicked aunt, expressionless and silent.

Seeing this, the aunt ran away in a hurry. When she came, she was followed by a middle-aged man wearing a black suit and a Chinese character face.

"Steward Kong, look, it's her..." the aunt pointed at Wen Qiao with the hand holding the towel.

"Who are you? Don't you know that it's illegal to break into other people's homes?" Butler Kong said with a stern look on his face, looking at Wen Qiao's brows with an air of calmness and authority.

When he heard 'breaking into other people's homes', Wen Qiao sneered.

"What, why can't I go back to my own home?"

"what!"

Butler Kong was stunned for a moment, and the next moment, he heard Wen Qiao sternly say: "Let Shangguan Wei come out to see me. If he doesn't come to see me, I don't recommend going to the company..."

Butler Kong was slightly startled when he heard Wen Qiao call Shangguan Wei by his first name. After thinking for a while, he finally dialed Shangguan Wei's phone number. After a while, the news came out that Shangguan Wei was going home. In this regard, Butler Kong said to Wen Qiao that Shangguan Wei was returning home. Joe had to take it seriously.

He didn't know who Wen Qiao was at first, but he could clearly feel from the phone call with Shangguan Wei just now that Shangguan Wei was a little afraid of the girl in front of him...

Why are you afraid.

Butler Kong is unknown.

Butler Kong said to Wen Qiao: "The master is already on his way back. This lady wants to see if she needs to sit down and rest..."

Wen Qiao refused directly: "No need..."

With that said, Wen Qiao walked towards the second floor. Butler Kong originally wanted to stop him, but until Wen Qiao's cold eyes looked at him, he swallowed his words again.

Wen Qiao's former room on the second floor of the villa has been transformed into Shangguan Zixin's. The pink palace-style bed curtain is hung on the big bed covered with pink quilts. On the bedside tables on both sides are Shangguan Zixin's "Stars Gong Yue". photo.

A pink pleated long skirt lay on the floor, her smooth shoulders were white and transparent under the shining light, and her smile looked pure, gentle, bright and moving.

Wen Qiao almost forgot that Shangguan Zixin was not only Shangguan Wei's daughter, but also a well-known movie star in the city in the past.

(End of this chapter)