Transmigrated into his own aunt

Chapter 310
"Well, my mother said that I have been separated from them for more than 20 years, and now I know each other, and try my best to make up for the lost time." Ying Wanwan's tight words are mainly for Xiao Qingru and Yu Shuhui.

I had nowhere to go before, so I could only go back here.

Now that they have another place to live, and in their eyes, her family is very rich, and if she doesn't live at home, it will inevitably make them worry about whether they despise this place, so she has been worrying about this issue.

So think carefully about everything you do.

The fact is indeed the case. After hearing Ying Wanwan's explanation, Yu Shuhui had a lot less opinion about her running away to her mother's house.

In the evening, the autumn wind is rustling.

Ying Wanwan took a shower, sat on the edge of the bed in the bedroom and wiped her hair, when the door was knocked, "Sister-in-law, can I come in?"

"It's too late, I want to sleep, if you have anything to say, let's talk at dawn."

The door was ajar, at this time Xiao Nanlin had already pushed the door open, turned around and covered it after entering, "By the way, sister-in-law, this is given to you by a classmate of yours named Deng Lihua, who said his sister asked him to hand it over, and said yes There are two yuan in the reward for your help, what did you do for others?"

"what?"

Ying Wanwan remembered how she accompanied Deng Honghong to find the fruit seller before school started.

Give her so much?

Looking down, the money was wrapped in a plaid handkerchief, "How do you know there are two yuan?" Did you open it to see beforehand?

Xiao Nanlin: "."

"A male classmate, I'll give you a stack of handkerchiefs. Although I said my sister handed it over to me, I opened it because I was afraid that my parents would think about it."

Ying Wanwan: "."

Is it reasonable to look at other people's things at will?

If you don't reflect on yourself, but blame yourself, who is it?
No manners at all!

Put the handkerchief in the drawer.

"Sister-in-law, I'll stay with you tonight. Actually, I want to ask you about Mr. Luo."

Ying Wanwan turned her head and glanced at Xiao Nanlin, who was ruthless, "I don't know as much as your brother, but if you want to ask anything, as long as I know, I will say it."

For the sake of her sweater, I told her myself.

"Last time my brother told me that he is from the imperial capital, do you know where his family is from?"

Ying Wanwan: "."

Still want to find the door?

How about sending it up to be insulted?

Looking up at Xiao Nanlin looking at herself expectantly, her heart softened, she lowered her eyebrows and thought for a while, "His father is an official, he should live in the political commissar compound."

However, according to Ronnie's personality, he is more likely to live alone.

But I dare not say this to Xiao Nanlin.

"Political|commissar compound? Where is it?"

Ying Wanwan shook her head, "I haven't paid attention to it, I don't understand, why don't you ask Dad?"

One sentence blocked Xiao Nanlin's mouth.

Ying Wanwan dried her hair and began to order Xiao Nanlin to evict her, "Nanlin, I'm going to sleep, but I have nothing to tell you, the relationship between me and him is just between the boss and the employees.

There is also a reason why he treats me well. There was no such thing as latte art in his cafe before. I taught it to his employees, because no one had seen this thing before, and it attracted a lot of customers during that time. Otherwise, with my attitude at work like this, Was fired long ago. "

How could Xiao Nanlin believe it, she muttered, "There are also cafes in the imperial capital. I went to drink with my classmates last time, and I saw it."

"I definitely didn't have it before." Ying Wanwan said with certainty.

She made a cup for Ronnie, and he was very curious and praised her dexterity.

The Chinese people's learning speed has never been built, not to mention that he is a businessman, making money is his instinct, it does not rule out that the emperor has his property, and arranges for people to learn latte art in Lingcheng.

Xiao Nanlin snorted, it was very small, but Ying Wanwan still heard it, glanced at her, and kept silent, scolding herself for being a bitch in her heart, for actually having the idea of ​​reconciling with Xiao Nanlin as before.

Tell her about Ronnie, silly!
"Sister-in-law, I'm going to sleep then."

"Ah."

Xiao Nanlin left the room with a smile, Ying Wanwan followed to close the door with a calm expression, and locked it behind her.

Taking out Ronnie's pen, she was worried that Xiao Nanlin had used the other's pen, how could she return it?

The purpose of this woman is actually to let me transfer the pen to her.

But I have never been on the road!

So dawdling here and rambling.

A flash in my mind!
She can transfer it to Xiao Nanfeng. Anyway, what others give to her is hers, and she has the right to control it freely.

Given to Xiao Nanfeng, he still couldn't open his mouth to question his pen.

Xiao Nanlin just got angry.

The next morning.

The weather was cool, and Ying Wanwan put on the sweater Xiao Nanlin knitted for her, a pair of blue sweatpants and white shoes, her hair was tied into a ball, and she went out with her luggage.

Yu Shuhui and Xiao Nanlin sent her out together.

There was also a bottle of prepared sugar garlic in his hand.

After arriving at the door, and standing for less than a minute, Ying Hui drove up.

Parked the car and came down to say hello to Yu Shuhui and Xiao Nanlin, "Auntie, Nanlin, good morning."

The two responded.

Ying Hui helped Ying Wanwan carry things, opened the door, and almost stooped to fasten her seat belt.

Xiao Nanlin saw it, and secretly compared Ying Hui and Xiao Nanfeng. Her brother had never opened the car door for her.

On the contrary, the little village girl enjoyed it!

A mouthful of resentment was stuck in his chest and there was nowhere to vent it.

Ying Wanwan got into the car, waved hands with Yu Shuhui and Xiao Nanlin, "Mom, Nanlin, go back."

"Hey, be careful on the road, call home when you arrive."

"Uh-huh."

The black car was driving slowly on the road.

Ying Wanwan said, "Why didn't Mom come with you, we have to go back to pick her up, don't we waste time?"

"She is just like you. She seems to be moving wherever she goes. When I came, she was still packing at home."

Ying Wanwan: "."

"We take the train, she carries so many things, can she carry them all?" Xiao Nanfeng originally wanted to arrange for someone to pick her up, but she didn't want to cause trouble for him.

The train is direct, as long as she doesn't meet that gangster Qin Zhao, she is safe.

"So, you let me go with you, and I can serve as free labor." Ying Hui offered the temptation, looking forward, with a smile in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

In this way, should we agree to let him go together?
"That's not okay, even if you send us there, I will ask my husband to send you to a guest house and drive you home the next day." Ying Wanwan dismissed his thoughts.

"Squeeze me out, why? You have something shameful, you're afraid I'll find out." Ying Hui Qingjun frowned slightly.

Ying Wanwan pulled her tone and said in an ambiguous tone, "You're right, how can you let others know about your love after closing the door."

"Show affection? You all closed the door, who would know?"

Ying Wanwan: "."

Didn't you say that foreign countries are very open?
He couldn't understand her obvious hint.

And, aren't twins connected by blood?She and Ying Hui didn't have any tacit understanding at all.

　Book push: Reborn 1990, the sultry wife
　　Tian Xiaoxia was reborn, she pulled out her own ventilator, and returned to the post-college entrance examination.

　　Back to before I broke my father's heart and was coaxed by my mother who left me.

　　Back to the time before I didn't know my "girlfriend" and ignored my lover's wishes.

　　Back to the time before I didn't listen to the lies and traveled across the ocean and lost my true love.

　　Back to the time when everything was still good.

　　Back when it was still too late.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)