Long'er, godmother doesn't care what others think, but what should you do if something happens to your godmother? Weng Lihong's voice is extremely desolate and sounds very bitter.
Long'er, my godmother is so afraid of Ah. My godmother has lost your Uncle Lu. My godmother doesn't want to lose you again. Can you listen to your godmother? Is it okay to think about it for my godmother? Weng Lihong knelt on the ground and begged, her silk pants on her knees were stained, and the white cashmere jacket was stained with dust from his boots. Weng Lihong, who usually loves to be clean, is completely disregarding her appearance. Why is this?
Although Weng Lihong's words made Wenlong very dissatisfied, it is undeniable that everything she said was very real. Her emphasis and love for him could never be pretended. There is no problem with him teaching Zhang Xiaoqian a lesson now, but how should we deal with the series of consequences caused by this? He can do whatever he wants, but can Weng Lihong be as casual as him?
Even if he disregards the harm that Weng Lihong may be implicated, what should Weng Lihong do at that time if he has any problems?
Lu Jun has already died in an accident. Weng is already in a high position, with only four or five years old Lu Xiaotian and underage Lu Qingqing left. How can Weng Lihong, who just found him to rely on?
The cold fact was in front of me, Wenlong dared not think about it anymore, and there seemed to be someone who heard their fighting sounds just now. A few heads were shaking there from a distance. The little resentment he had left before disappeared, but his heart was even more pity. Weng Lihong quickly leaned over and picked her up. Looking at her pale face and dirty clothes and pants, he felt very distressed and hurriedly patted the dust on her clothes with his hands.
Godmother, I'm sorry, I'm so impulsive, I didn't mean to hurt you
After hearing Wenlong's words, Weng Lihong's face improved a little, but she didn't say anything to him. She just tucked her messy long hair, put her hair on the back with her hands and put it on a simple bun, and said in a very calm tone: It's too late to say this now, you have to send him to the hospital first, don't let someone see you hurt him, I'll deal with other things. Weng Lihong's calmness at this moment was beyond his expectations. She didn't look like the housewife who was so sad that she almost confused when she heard Yuan Fang's information last night.
Have you become so independent overnight?
But Wenlong just nodded and said: OK godmother, by the way, Meng Lan was still in your store when I came out. I wonder if she would come down to find Zhang Xiaoqian
Meng Lan is still in the store? Weng Lihong frowned with a very good eyebrow after hearing his words, and said with some confusion. She called her and said that the bag was pulled in the store and asked me to send it to the parking lot to her. Why... Speaking of this, they looked at each other and knew it in their hearts. It must be Meng Lan who deliberately called Weng Lihong to the garage and created a chance for Zhang Xiaoqian to approach Weng Lihong. Only such a familiar female companion could trick Weng Lihong out, who was very alert. However, in order to satisfy his son's lust and desire for revenge, Meng Lan did not hesitate to set a trap for her best friend to let her fall in. This is too shameless. Is Zhang Xiaoqian so important to her, or is she already completely controlled by Zhang Xiaoqian?
This is fine. I took my bag back by myself, pretending that nothing happened, so I stabilize Meng Lan first. After you come back from the hospital, we will discuss what to do next. Weng Lihong decisively assigned the task. She retrieved Meng Lan's bag from the car and added: You drive my car, but be careful not to take pictures of others.
No, isn't this kid's car here? I drove his car to take him there and then took a taxi back by myself. No trace will be left behind. Wenlong pointed to the Lamborghini in Zhang Xiaoqian
Weng Lihong nodded and turned toward the elevator. Although her clothes were dirty a lot just now, the steps taken by her slender legs were still so elegant. Somehow, Wenlong suddenly felt that the sound of her high heels stepping on the floor had a firm feeling, which he had never seen on Weng Lihong yesterday.
Looking back, Wenlong grabbed Zhang Xiaoqian, who was unconscious, and threw it on the passenger seat of Lamborghini. He flipped over the storage compartment on the overturned car and found a dark green handbag with Gucci logo. He had no time to look at it for a few more times. He picked up the car key with the yellow bull, closed the door and got in the car, and started the engine. The roar of the engine was not very strong. He tapped the accelerator and drove onto the road.
After leaving the garage, he drove to the highway in the city. He shifted the paddles and gradually increased the speed. The yellowish bull began to roar as he should. After all, it was in the city. He did not dare to experience the speed of more than 200 hours, but it was controlled at around 160-180. Lamborghini was flying through the traffic, and he could feel the envious and jealous eyes of the car owners around him.
For men, cars are like women. They not only need to meet the needs of travel and sexuality, but also have to be able to take them out. Let others be jealous of your possession, so that they can satisfy their vanity. Therefore, a good car is not just a joke. For men who have mastered huge wealth, such as Zhang Zhi and father and son, beauties are just toys to them that are similar to cars. Whoever they want to possess will rely on their own wealth to buy, cheat, rob, grab, and rape, completely ignoring whether other people's lives will change as a result.
But wealth alone is not enough to ensure their lust and safety. There is another thing in this world that can ignore wealth, that is ubiquitous violence. Whether it is a scholar without any power or a warrior who can force a thousand pounds, people will inevitably use violence to protect themselves when they are forced into desperate situations, or use violence to retaliate against others. Violence is unpredictable. The so-called three armies can seize the commander, and ordinary men should not be too ambitious. No matter how ordinary a person is, the power that bursts when he is insulted cannot be underestimated. Just like Zhang Xiaoqian, who is lying on the side and moaning, no matter how powerful and domineering he does whatever he wants, he can only be depressed when he meets Wenlong.
While he was thinking about it, the yellow bull had already entered the parking lot of the Affiliated Hospital of Medical University. This was the only hospital he could find nearby. After parking Lamborghini, Wenlong put Zhang Xiaoqian on his shoulder and sent him to the emergency passage.
The doctor and nurse at the Affiliated Hospital of Medical University are indeed very professional. After seeing Zhang Xiaoqian's injury, he immediately put him on a cart and sent him into the emergency room. A female doctor on duty asked about the situation briefly. Wenlong told her using the story he made up on the road, saying that he saw two groups of young people fighting on the road. The injured person was left on the side of the road. He couldn't see it and sent him to the hospital. The female doctor did not doubt his description and praised his righteous deeds very much.
Wenlong saw Zhang Xiaoqian lying on the cart and coming out of the emergency room. He had already changed into a light blue hospital gown. He knew that he was out of danger. He found an opportunity to throw the key of the NiuTou car in his quilt. He thought that there would definitely be police coming to interrogate this kind of security case. This place is not a place to stay for a long time. Seeing the doctor busy, no one noticed him. He aimed at the opportunity to find an opportunity to sneak out.
He took a taxi back to Shangrila Hotel. Weng Lihong was already waiting for him in the room. She sat on the sofa in the living room.
Long'er, how is it? When Weng Lihong saw him coming back, she immediately asked nervously, "It's not about Zhang Xiaoqian's life and death, but about Wenlong's safety."
It's okay, I can't die! Wenlong said indifferently, this bastard is coming to you for revenge today, and Meng Lan is not a good thing either! From today on, you must listen to me, stay away from Meng Lan, and stay away from those so-called best friends who are not good people! Otherwise, I will punish you!
Really, Long'er, from now on, will you forgive your godmother? Husband, I will listen to you from now on, only you! Weng Lihong's whole body became energetic after hearing his words. She suddenly straightened up and knelt on the sofa with her knees. Weng Lihong's white cashmere knitted jacket in the morning had been taken off. At this moment, she was only wearing a moon-white round-necked base shirt inside. Her plump breasts tied up with black bra were vaguely visible. Her long golden curly hair was scattered on her shoulders, and her hands were placed on her knees. Her eyes looked like a little girl waiting for candy
It turned out that she had a good relationship with Meng Lan and others, but she didn't expect that Meng Lan would join her son Zhang Xiaoqian to humiliate and retaliate against her. After all, she took advantage of the accident and died in Lu Jun. Old Weng was so old that she bullied her widow. The most important thing is that the little bastard Zhang Xiaoqian had long been eyeing her beauty. However, she was afraid of Old Weng and Lu Jun's power in the past, so she could only sigh and not act rashly.
This time, I saw through Meng Lan's ugly face and said this with tears. Weng Lihong leaned on Wenlong's shoulder as if she had exhausted all her energy. He held Weng Lihong's shoulder with one hand and gently patted Weng Lihong's back to comfort her. Weng Lihong's trembling body gradually calmed down, but a large piece of his chest was soaked with her tears. Her right hand tightly grabbed his left hand, and her palms were tied with five fingers, as if she was afraid that he would walk away. The two sat quietly for a while.
Wenlong looked at Weng Lihong's beautiful eyes and cried red and swollen like two big peaches. He felt both distressed and pity. He hurriedly reached out to help her wipe the tears on her face, and comforted her with the gentlest tone as he could.
Long'er, my godmother is so afraid of Ah. My godmother has lost your Uncle Lu. My godmother doesn't want to lose you again. Can you listen to your godmother? Is it okay to think about it for my godmother? Weng Lihong knelt on the ground and begged, her silk pants on her knees were stained, and the white cashmere jacket was stained with dust from his boots. Weng Lihong, who usually loves to be clean, is completely disregarding her appearance. Why is this?
Although Weng Lihong's words made Wenlong very dissatisfied, it is undeniable that everything she said was very real. Her emphasis and love for him could never be pretended. There is no problem with him teaching Zhang Xiaoqian a lesson now, but how should we deal with the series of consequences caused by this? He can do whatever he wants, but can Weng Lihong be as casual as him?
Even if he disregards the harm that Weng Lihong may be implicated, what should Weng Lihong do at that time if he has any problems?
Lu Jun has already died in an accident. Weng is already in a high position, with only four or five years old Lu Xiaotian and underage Lu Qingqing left. How can Weng Lihong, who just found him to rely on?
The cold fact was in front of me, Wenlong dared not think about it anymore, and there seemed to be someone who heard their fighting sounds just now. A few heads were shaking there from a distance. The little resentment he had left before disappeared, but his heart was even more pity. Weng Lihong quickly leaned over and picked her up. Looking at her pale face and dirty clothes and pants, he felt very distressed and hurriedly patted the dust on her clothes with his hands.
Godmother, I'm sorry, I'm so impulsive, I didn't mean to hurt you
After hearing Wenlong's words, Weng Lihong's face improved a little, but she didn't say anything to him. She just tucked her messy long hair, put her hair on the back with her hands and put it on a simple bun, and said in a very calm tone: It's too late to say this now, you have to send him to the hospital first, don't let someone see you hurt him, I'll deal with other things. Weng Lihong's calmness at this moment was beyond his expectations. She didn't look like the housewife who was so sad that she almost confused when she heard Yuan Fang's information last night.
Have you become so independent overnight?
But Wenlong just nodded and said: OK godmother, by the way, Meng Lan was still in your store when I came out. I wonder if she would come down to find Zhang Xiaoqian
Meng Lan is still in the store? Weng Lihong frowned with a very good eyebrow after hearing his words, and said with some confusion. She called her and said that the bag was pulled in the store and asked me to send it to the parking lot to her. Why... Speaking of this, they looked at each other and knew it in their hearts. It must be Meng Lan who deliberately called Weng Lihong to the garage and created a chance for Zhang Xiaoqian to approach Weng Lihong. Only such a familiar female companion could trick Weng Lihong out, who was very alert. However, in order to satisfy his son's lust and desire for revenge, Meng Lan did not hesitate to set a trap for her best friend to let her fall in. This is too shameless. Is Zhang Xiaoqian so important to her, or is she already completely controlled by Zhang Xiaoqian?
This is fine. I took my bag back by myself, pretending that nothing happened, so I stabilize Meng Lan first. After you come back from the hospital, we will discuss what to do next. Weng Lihong decisively assigned the task. She retrieved Meng Lan's bag from the car and added: You drive my car, but be careful not to take pictures of others.
No, isn't this kid's car here? I drove his car to take him there and then took a taxi back by myself. No trace will be left behind. Wenlong pointed to the Lamborghini in Zhang Xiaoqian
Weng Lihong nodded and turned toward the elevator. Although her clothes were dirty a lot just now, the steps taken by her slender legs were still so elegant. Somehow, Wenlong suddenly felt that the sound of her high heels stepping on the floor had a firm feeling, which he had never seen on Weng Lihong yesterday.
Looking back, Wenlong grabbed Zhang Xiaoqian, who was unconscious, and threw it on the passenger seat of Lamborghini. He flipped over the storage compartment on the overturned car and found a dark green handbag with Gucci logo. He had no time to look at it for a few more times. He picked up the car key with the yellow bull, closed the door and got in the car, and started the engine. The roar of the engine was not very strong. He tapped the accelerator and drove onto the road.
After leaving the garage, he drove to the highway in the city. He shifted the paddles and gradually increased the speed. The yellowish bull began to roar as he should. After all, it was in the city. He did not dare to experience the speed of more than 200 hours, but it was controlled at around 160-180. Lamborghini was flying through the traffic, and he could feel the envious and jealous eyes of the car owners around him.
For men, cars are like women. They not only need to meet the needs of travel and sexuality, but also have to be able to take them out. Let others be jealous of your possession, so that they can satisfy their vanity. Therefore, a good car is not just a joke. For men who have mastered huge wealth, such as Zhang Zhi and father and son, beauties are just toys to them that are similar to cars. Whoever they want to possess will rely on their own wealth to buy, cheat, rob, grab, and rape, completely ignoring whether other people's lives will change as a result.
But wealth alone is not enough to ensure their lust and safety. There is another thing in this world that can ignore wealth, that is ubiquitous violence. Whether it is a scholar without any power or a warrior who can force a thousand pounds, people will inevitably use violence to protect themselves when they are forced into desperate situations, or use violence to retaliate against others. Violence is unpredictable. The so-called three armies can seize the commander, and ordinary men should not be too ambitious. No matter how ordinary a person is, the power that bursts when he is insulted cannot be underestimated. Just like Zhang Xiaoqian, who is lying on the side and moaning, no matter how powerful and domineering he does whatever he wants, he can only be depressed when he meets Wenlong.
While he was thinking about it, the yellow bull had already entered the parking lot of the Affiliated Hospital of Medical University. This was the only hospital he could find nearby. After parking Lamborghini, Wenlong put Zhang Xiaoqian on his shoulder and sent him to the emergency passage.
The doctor and nurse at the Affiliated Hospital of Medical University are indeed very professional. After seeing Zhang Xiaoqian's injury, he immediately put him on a cart and sent him into the emergency room. A female doctor on duty asked about the situation briefly. Wenlong told her using the story he made up on the road, saying that he saw two groups of young people fighting on the road. The injured person was left on the side of the road. He couldn't see it and sent him to the hospital. The female doctor did not doubt his description and praised his righteous deeds very much.
Wenlong saw Zhang Xiaoqian lying on the cart and coming out of the emergency room. He had already changed into a light blue hospital gown. He knew that he was out of danger. He found an opportunity to throw the key of the NiuTou car in his quilt. He thought that there would definitely be police coming to interrogate this kind of security case. This place is not a place to stay for a long time. Seeing the doctor busy, no one noticed him. He aimed at the opportunity to find an opportunity to sneak out.
He took a taxi back to Shangrila Hotel. Weng Lihong was already waiting for him in the room. She sat on the sofa in the living room.
Long'er, how is it? When Weng Lihong saw him coming back, she immediately asked nervously, "It's not about Zhang Xiaoqian's life and death, but about Wenlong's safety."
It's okay, I can't die! Wenlong said indifferently, this bastard is coming to you for revenge today, and Meng Lan is not a good thing either! From today on, you must listen to me, stay away from Meng Lan, and stay away from those so-called best friends who are not good people! Otherwise, I will punish you!
Really, Long'er, from now on, will you forgive your godmother? Husband, I will listen to you from now on, only you! Weng Lihong's whole body became energetic after hearing his words. She suddenly straightened up and knelt on the sofa with her knees. Weng Lihong's white cashmere knitted jacket in the morning had been taken off. At this moment, she was only wearing a moon-white round-necked base shirt inside. Her plump breasts tied up with black bra were vaguely visible. Her long golden curly hair was scattered on her shoulders, and her hands were placed on her knees. Her eyes looked like a little girl waiting for candy
It turned out that she had a good relationship with Meng Lan and others, but she didn't expect that Meng Lan would join her son Zhang Xiaoqian to humiliate and retaliate against her. After all, she took advantage of the accident and died in Lu Jun. Old Weng was so old that she bullied her widow. The most important thing is that the little bastard Zhang Xiaoqian had long been eyeing her beauty. However, she was afraid of Old Weng and Lu Jun's power in the past, so she could only sigh and not act rashly.
This time, I saw through Meng Lan's ugly face and said this with tears. Weng Lihong leaned on Wenlong's shoulder as if she had exhausted all her energy. He held Weng Lihong's shoulder with one hand and gently patted Weng Lihong's back to comfort her. Weng Lihong's trembling body gradually calmed down, but a large piece of his chest was soaked with her tears. Her right hand tightly grabbed his left hand, and her palms were tied with five fingers, as if she was afraid that he would walk away. The two sat quietly for a while.
Wenlong looked at Weng Lihong's beautiful eyes and cried red and swollen like two big peaches. He felt both distressed and pity. He hurriedly reached out to help her wipe the tears on her face, and comforted her with the gentlest tone as he could.
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