Chapter 8
With one long leg propped on the ground, his upper body leaned back slightly, and he clenched the handlebar, "Yes."

Xia Ling nodded, "Oh".

This car looks quite old.

The painting style doesn't look like a car that a villain should have...

"Don't be dazed, get in the car."

Seeing her standing there in a daze, Shen Wang urged her.

The broken hair on the young man's forehead was blown by the wind, he squinted slightly, looked at her, his lips opened and closed, and finally curved into an arc, which was very beautiful.

"Oh." Xia Ling nodded repeatedly.

She didn't dislike the rusty car seat either, and sat on it directly.

Very good, I haven't sat on the back seat of a bicycle for a long time, and it's still such an old brand, um... worth remembering.

The bicycle moved slowly, and Shen Wang rode very steadily.The wind blew the corners of their clothes, and they became entangled.

Xia Ling placed her two gauze-wrapped hands carefully on his waist, gently supporting him, not daring to use force.

It's not because the two are shy because of their close contact, but because her wrist hurts and hurts whenever she exerts force.

……

After half an hour.

The bicycle wobbled and stopped in front of the mahogany gate.

This is a Chinese-style building with a large area. The housing floors inside are not high. Standing outside, you can only see the top floor in the yard.

Such a big mansion, at first glance, is the standard configuration of the protagonist in the book.

Xia Ling recalled the plot in the book, the description of the hero's family.

Here, it should be the Shen family where the hero Shen Wen lives in the book, and at the same time, it is also the home of Shen Wang.

However, in the plot, Shen Wang doesn't often go back to Shen's house, because he hates Shen Wen, and even more so, his father.

"Follow me after I go in later, don't run around, and after we get the things, we will leave here."

Xia Ling didn't know what he was about to take, anyway, she didn't talk too much, just followed quietly.

Shen Wang knocked on the door, and the butler who heard the sound quickly opened the door. Seeing him, with a smile on his face, he said respectfully, "Second Young Master, sir is already waiting for you."

"I see, Steward Li."

After Shen Wang slightly nodded, he took Xia Ling together to walk on the cobbled path ahead.

When Xia Ling followed him closely, she did not forget to observe the courtyard of the Shen family.

It's a bit like the mansion of a big family in ancient times. There is not only a small garden, but also a small lake. The cobblestone road they are walking now is the periphery of the lawn with two rows of trees, and to the right, there is actually a small lake. orchard.

After all, it was the male lead's family in the original book, and the moat was really moo. However, she thought of the description of Shen Wang's later residence in the book.

Not only does he have a small orchard, but he also has a grove and a private horse farm, so he doesn't think the Shen family is so rich...

After walking for about 10 minutes, they came to the main hall of the Shen family.

The decoration style of the living room is similar to that of the yard, with a sense of book fragrance.

There was a tea table in the living room. At this moment, a middle-aged man in gray casual clothes was slowly pouring himself a cup of tea.

Opposite him, sat a young man wearing the same style of casual clothes as him, with a handsome appearance and outstanding temperament, he seemed to be about the same age as Shen Wang.

After the middle-aged man took a sip of tea, he said to the young man sitting opposite him, "Xiao Wen is willing to accompany Dad today. Dad is very happy. In the future, we can play other games together. What do you think of bowling?"

The boy's reaction was not very big, he just shook his head slightly, "I don't like sports very much, Dad can ask Xiao Wang to accompany you next time."

(End of this chapter)

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