Lack of lessons learned: 28

  This group of people, if they want to stay in Beijing for a long time, some will make trouble.

  After seeing Wen Haosheng, Manman found that her boyfriend's face had become strange, as if a layer of silver frost had been applied to it without him realizing it, a cold and indifferent layer, especially in his eyes.

  Knowing that her family had offended him at the blind date, Mianmian's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and her eyes also showed an unclear emotion.

  Unfamiliar with the Wen family, he couldn't get a clear sense of the situation for the time being. Yao Ziye's slender and long eyebrows darted back and forth among the subtle expressions of several people, steady and composed, not easily speaking out.

  The overly quiet atmosphere in the field was unbearable in early summer, and I asked two military officers: "How did you get here?"

  She was pulled back to her senses, looked at Jiang Dashao's face and said with a warm smile: "This afternoon happens to be a holiday, come take Mianmian to see the doctor and get some medicine to regulate her spleen and stomach."

  She suddenly remembered the phone call she received at noon and said to them, "Wait a minute, I'll go get my bag."

  She turned back and walked into the office of the gallery to get her bag.

  After hearing their conversation, Wen Haosheng's eyes rolled around, and when Manman walked out, he stretched out his hand to hold onto Manman's arm, with a very enthusiastic expression: "Manman sister, are you sick? I'll accompany you to the hospital. Otherwise, my dad and mom will scold me for not taking care of my sister."

  Early summer almost vomited: Are you concerned about Manman's illness or concerned about the handsome guy?

  Others naturally didn't want to provoke Wen Haosheng and Manman, but unexpectedly, Yao Ziyi suddenly chimed in: "I think it's no problem, since it's concern for sister."

  Early summer and others stared at Old Man Yao, wanting to vomit blood: Are you really blind or pretending to be blind? Can't you see this obvious door trick?

  Du Yu couldn't be certain and quietly asked his wife who was close by: "You don't think this person has taken a liking to Wen Haoyue, do you?"

  "It's impossible!" Chūxia exclaimed in a low, excited voice.

  How could Ke Ya Zi Ye suddenly come up with such a sentence?

  However, since Yao Ziye, who was mainly in charge of taking patients there, had already spoken up like that, others couldn't express dissenting opinions.

  When Wen Haosheng heard Yao Ziyi speaking for herself, her mind was even more shaken. Perhaps others really liked her, but she didn't know if this person was like Jiang Dashao, a superficial and declining family. Just right, she could observe him on the way ahead. So, she hurriedly pulled Manman out: Sister, we can't delay because of illness, let's go quickly.

  The group of people left the gallery like this.

  Just walking to the edge of the street, Wen Haosheng looked left and right, looking for a private car. Whether a man has a car or not is the first sign.

  Jiang Yan took advantage of the situation and first pulled Manman back to his side, protecting her.

  Slowly, she floated to a place half a step away from Rong Yu's warm and snowy body. Yao Zi Ye asked her with a serious expression: "Did you drop something?"

  There's no car. A small disappointment flickered in Wen Haosheng's eyes, but perhaps the car just hadn't arrived yet? Thinking this, Wen Haosheng's fighting spirit was reignited.

  "I just wonder where we should go."

  Yao Ziye smiled faintly at her words, his lips curling up like a thin layer of frost.

  Weihao Snow didn't notice and thought he was laughing at him, so he smiled complacently: "Otherwise, let's hail a taxi and get there faster."

  "Good idea." Yao Ziye nodded slowly.

  It seems that this man is not short of money. Who doesn't know, Beijing's land is vast, and even if she was used to taking taxis in her hometown, after taking a few taxis in Beijing, she complained about the cost to the heavens.

  He hailed a yellow taxi. Yao Ziye opened the front door first and said something to the driver, but didn't get in. His narrow eyes turned to Wen Haosheng.

  Wen Haosheng was taken aback: Was he opening the door for her? He happily stepped aside and let her get in from the front seat.

  The other three people got into the back seat.

  All the way in the car, probably afraid of saying too much and losing her composure in front of men, Wen Haosheng was unusually quiet like a lady.

  Her eyebrows were knitted into a deep small knot, and her eyes occasionally swept across the faces of her boyfriend and Old Man Yao, both of whom remained silent.

  The taxi drove on main and side roads for an hour before arriving at a certain troop hospital.

  When he saw the meter ticking away rapidly, the fare was almost three hundred already. Wen Haosue's blood accelerated: this man must be very rich.

  The taxi pulled over, the meter was printing out the receipt, and for a moment, only Wen Haosheng noticed how much money it was. Suddenly, he heard two loud noises from the back door, turned his head to look back, and found that the three people in the back had already gotten off and walked away.

  "Ah——" In a panic, he kicked open the door and wanted to follow him out.

  The taxi driver held her back, tore off a receipt with one hand: "Miss, it's 314 yuan in total."

  "Me?" Clutching her purse tightly, Wen Haosheng looked out the window again, but the three people had already disappeared. She quickly dialed Manman's phone number.

  After getting off the station, she was pulled by Jiang Yan with the fastest pace to leave the taxi. The phone in her handbag rang again, and she knew it must be Wen Haosheng calling. She used force to shake off Jiang Yan's hand, and her shining eyes stared at them: "You can't play with people like this!"

  "Mn mn." Jiang Yan also realized that Yao Ziye was helping Wen Haosheng open the door, and he noticed that Yao Dage was playing a trick. Wen Haosheng deserved to be taught a lesson, so he acquiesced, but he didn't expect Manman to get angry about it.

  Yao Ziye saw Manman getting angry and found it strange, took off his military cap, and smiled innocently at her: "Isn't she very rich? The clothes, shoes, and bags on her body should be worth several thousand. A few hundred yuan for car fare is just a small case for her."

  Man Man didn't know what to say: Second Uncle's family is wealthy, but only middle class. Spending over a thousand on brand names is just for show, and they're stingy with everything else. For example, the monthly allowance for Grandma, Second Uncle always makes excuses that he's the second son, so he gives less than his father does every month.

  Wen Haoxue didn't get through on the phone, so he had to take out his wallet himself and hurried over from behind.

  "You're walking so fast." Wen Haosheng wiped his forehead with the back of his hand, but was restrained by Yao Ziyuan's presence and didn't dare to lose his temper at Manman and Poluohu.

  It's as if nothing had happened. Yao Ziye calmly put his military cap back on and said, "Let's go in. The professor is waiting for us."

  Is that it? Didn't even ask her how much the taxi fare was? Did he think the money was too little to be worth asking about? Wen Haosheng was stunned, gazing at Yao Ziyi's handsome back as he wandered around, but his eyes were icy cold towards himself. Suddenly, a chill ran down his spine, as if he had been awakened by a cold wind on a sweltering summer day.

  Jiang Dashao didn't have the slightest intention of sympathizing with Wen Haosheng, but instead put Manman's hand in his palm and grasped it: "I was bullied by them at your house back then, why didn't you speak up for me?"

  Man Man looked up at him, and also walked a few steps further to Yao Zi Ye. The sparkling light in her eyes was something they didn't understand: That's right. Wen Hao Xue lacked education, there were many ways to educate someone, but it wasn't right to casually play with someone's heart.

  Lowering their heads and furrowing their brows: I suppose for them, this kind of teasing is a common occurrence, so they didn't feel anything out of the ordinary.

  Am I wrong? Do I really understand him and his environment?

  Digression

  Fat mother said with a mysterious smile: Although the protagonist is not the most charming, he has his own charm. This character setting must have a reason. Because it's not an abuse article.