IX Cultivation

The white-haired young man next to him finally turned his gaze back, and his voice was cold and arrogant like alms:

"You are the mistress raised here by Lord Long? Huh?"

209. About trust

"I'm sorry, I don't know what you're talking about. Are you...?" Wan Ling was interrupted by the woman before she could finish speaking.

"Don't you know?" The woman curled her lips, as if with a little sarcasm, and smiled frivolously. She looked at the sky and said, "In that case, do you have time for Mr. Wan to chat with me?"

The woman took out a business card from the wallet she carried with her, and the nails painted with transparent powder nail polish reflected a faint light in the less strong sunlight: "This is my business card, my name is Liu Zhaowen, It's Liu Zhu's older sister."

Wan Ling was carrying a lot of things in his hand, and he transferred all the things to the other hand with doubts in his eyes. After taking the other party's business card and reading the information on it, Wan Ling's voice was still very cold. The woman did not have much affection: "I should not know you and your sister."

The woman kept her gaze on the man's face. After putting out the cigarette, she smiled and shook her head. She didn't seem to have the aggressive momentum just now, but relaxed instead. She seemed to realize that the man didn't know anything and there was no threat. .

"Then you should get to know each other well now." After finishing speaking, the woman raised her eyebrows and looked at the white-haired young man behind the man helping the man lift all the messy things in his hands. What, the look in the man's eyes is more and more like looking at something cheap, "Come on, I promise you won't regret it."

Wan Ling looked at Yan Zhijue who was standing beside him who was as baffled as him, and finally glanced at the direction of home, and said to Yan Zhijue: "You go first, I will leave the things at the guard, your... Not good, stop running around."

An imperceptible smile flashed across Yan Zhijue's eyes, he nodded, looking very worried, and when Wan Ling was about to leave, he suddenly pulled the corner of the man's clothes again, as if hesitating for a long time, and finally made up his mind As if making a decision, he said: "Ah Ling...you..."

"Huh?" Wan Ling was puzzled, the feeling of being deceived became more and more obvious, the man felt like a crystal ball was covered with a layer of dust, and it was uncomfortable to blow it over in one breath, raising dust all over the air, "What's the matter?" ?"

Yan Zhijue was silent for a while, his white hair slipped from behind his ears as the young man bowed his head, as if he had made a mistake, he gently stroked the hand that was holding the hem of the man's clothes a few times, and said: "A Ling...Actually, I've heard bad things recently. You'd better not go with her."

When Wan Ling was expressionless, he was alienated and indifferent, and his demeanor was extraordinarily cold. Even if his appearance was not stunning and beautiful, it would make people look at him from a distance, admire him but dare not approach him.

The man said lightly: "I see, you go back first."

Wan Ling didn't look back. He put the things he bought at the guard of the community, greeted the guard and got into the woman's car. Pure music was playing in the woman's car, and she looked at the white-haired young man outside the car who hadn't left. There was also the man who put on his seat belt properly after getting in the car, drove the car away at once, and said with a smile:

"I didn't expect you to be quite popular."

Wan Ling didn't answer, just quietly looked at the road ahead, just inadvertently glanced at the rearview mirror next to the car, only to see Yan Zhijue who was dressed in white, still standing where he was...

The woman is the general manager of a listed company, and she has been talking on Bluetooth all the way. When she finally received a call, her voice was soft and soft, trying to coax the person on the other side of the phone, and she tapped her fingers on the steering wheel , it could be seen that the originally bad mood got better because of this phone call, and in the end, he kissed the other end of the phone very sweetly.

Wan Ling has no interest in other people's privacy, which makes the woman who is blatantly showing affection glance at him but doesn't say anything.

In fact, the woman didn't drive the car very far, but she stopped when she couldn't see the white-haired young man. The lush trees on the side of the road blocked the sunlight from the setting sun, and when the sound of the engine was turned off, the music also stopped.

Wan Ling also felt that if he wanted to find a place to talk, there was no need to go to a specific place. It was fine in the car, where there was enough space for him to listen to the other party talk about how he got the name "Xiao San".

He didn't have a clue, but he had a vague guess. He didn't want to think about it, so he just waited for Liu Zhaowen to reveal the answer.

He heard Liu Zhaowen say: "You're quite interesting, most people don't react like you when they encounter this kind of situation."

Wan Ling blinked slowly, not knowing how ordinary people should react.

"I'm impatient, and I can't stand seeing my sister crying in front of me. She said that she found that her fiancé really didn't like her because she raised someone outside." The woman turned the thin mobile phone around in her hand, Put back the black leather bag, "She doesn't understand anything, she's very innocent, and she doesn't want to marry that person, and she likes it even more after getting engaged some time ago, so I naturally want to come out and help my sister settle this matter, Mr. Wan, you understand Yet?"

The man looked at Liu Zhaowen, but did not respond. There was no emotion in his pair of pitch-black eyes, and they were still indifferent. This made the red mole on the man's brow stand out, with an inexplicable taste.

The woman thought that Wan Ling didn't understand, and continued: "Since you still don't understand, let me be more straightforward. My sister's fiancé is Lord Long. Many people know it and they are very optimistic. I checked you, a psychiatrist , I went abroad half a year ago, and then I came back with Lord Long, and I used to be a couple with the young master of the Yan family, but I didn’t know why they broke up before being together with Lord Long.”

"It's only half a year. My sister and Long Jun have known each other for a year. I'm afraid that after they get married, they will find out that you are still with Long Jun. Her health can't bear it. Her heart is also not very good. She has been taking medicine for a long time. Mr. Wan, you You're not too young, why wait for things to get big? It's not easy to be an underground lover, is it?"

"My sister has a fever now because she knows that you are living together. Don't you think you should do something as a man?"

The woman did not spend a large sum of money on the "little three" to make the "little three" disappear, as it was written in the dog blood TV series, nor did she splash coffee on people's faces, and there was no exaggerated fight. Literacy, but the words spoken are still not pleasant, even if the words are civilized, they are always aggressive.

Wan Ling just listened indifferently, as if it wasn't just that he found out that his lover who had been with him for six months was hiding his engagement. After seeing the woman stop, the man slowly said indifferent words: "What is your sister? Man, why should I think about her?"

Liu Zhaowen suddenly felt that the man in front of her was not as easy to pass as she had analyzed, so she frowned slightly.

The man's expression is as natural as saying that the weather is really nice today.

"Also, you don't need to bother thinking about how to drive me away. I am free to do what I want, and from what you said, I think Long Jun doesn't seem to like your sister. It helps to talk to me."

"Finally, if Lord Long wants to get married, he will tell me, and no one else needs to tell me."

Wan Ling tidied up her wrinkled clothes, took out a wallet from her pocket, took out a card, and said to the woman with a bad complexion: "By the way, you seem to have suffered from severe insomnia recently, and it seems that you are suffering from anxiety. Excessive, but taking medicine alone is not the root of treatment.” Wan Ling glanced at the medicine box exposed in the black leather bag of the other party, and said in a calm and calm voice, “My psychological counseling is very effective for your insomnia. business card."

After finishing speaking, Wan Ling smiled lightly and opened the door to get out of the car. He didn't see the expression on the woman who was stunned for a long time before recovering after he left.

The man walked back calmly, and was not surprised to see Yan Zhijue who hadn't left at the gate of the community.

Yan Zhijue seemed embarrassed, but when he saw the man came back safely, he waved to Wan Ling with confidence, and didn't ask what the strange woman said to Wan Ling.

Wan Ling took out the bought things at the guard, and found that the quick-frozen dumplings and glutinous rice balls had melted. After thanking the guard, he sped up his pace a little and walked towards the house.

Going upstairs, going home, passing by the doors of several neighbors who lived next door, Wan Ling knocked on the door of his own house, and soon there were slight footsteps inside, and the door was opened in the next second.

Wan Ling saw the boy who was still hanging on the doorknob and came to open the door for him, and Long Jun who followed him out in casual clothes. Long Jun was about 1.9 meters tall and held a crying baby with his sleeves in his arms. It's funny, Long Jun also seems to think that he looks ugly after losing a battle, his face is paralyzed and the tips of his ears are red.

Wan Ling walked in, casually put all the things that were anxious to put in the refrigerator on the ground, went to rescue Long Jun, took Xiao Bao away, Long Jun bowed his head and gave him a kiss, his voice was low and sexy. : "Welcome back, Ling."

Long Jun clumsily imitated the warm feeling that the man gave him, and the lines spoken by Wan Ling were a little stiff but not against harmony.

Wan Ling lowered his eyes, smiled and said nothing.

The man trusted Long Jun, and he was willing to wait for Long Jun to tell him everything in person. The man thought that no matter how his Long Jun changed, he should be the one who would not hurt him...

210. Baby, I'll Take You to Upgrade

I don't know whether it was the woman who heard what Wan Ling said that day, or whether it was the calm before the storm. Anyway, Wan Ling still enjoyed a leisurely life for half a month.

During the period, Yan Zhijue and Yan Xi occasionally came together, and the two brothers seemed to be more related than Wan Ling thought.