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The driver respectfully walked up to Wen Qingming and explained what happened to her.

"good!"

After watching Wen Qingming nod his head, the driver went to open the back door for her.

Wen Qingming bent over and sat in. The driver also sat in and drove away.

Chu Ning and Long Yanyu stood outside, looking inexplicable.

Long Yanyu was a little bit gnashing his teeth, and in his heart he kept cursing Wen Qingming bitch. If he heard it right, she was going to someone's villa.

It turned out to be inside the villa, and I don't know what I was going to do!

Chu Ning's eyes were full of jealousy, and he had never thought that Wen Qingming had such a good dog-shit luck.

Then Chu Ning thought again, as long as she didn't come to **** Long Yanyu with herself, that would be enough.

"Young Master Long... let's go!"

After saying this, Chu Ning pressed her weak boneless body against Long Yanyu again.

Long Yanyu was originally angry, but Chu Ning leaned over again, and he was heated up by the fire.

Pulling Chu Ning into the car, after both of them got in the car, the car galloped away.

Wen Qingming was sitting in the white Maybach, her mood was very calm, she guessed that Luo Chentian called her this time, it was just to show the big boss.

Since both are fake, what is she afraid of.

If it is true... she will definitely deny it.

Although it is a task, she will definitely make Wen Qingming happy.

Let the original owner's satisfaction reach one hundred.

Luo Chentian’s villa is on the mountain. In fact, Wen Qingming hates this kind of villa on the mountain. In people’s hearts, they feel very depressed for no reason.

There was an unspeakable feeling, it was probably the first time I went to the mountain to find the relationship between the souls.

Later, whether it was in that plot, as long as there was such a villa in the mountains, Wen Qingming felt very uncomfortable.

The car finally drove into the villa, the car stopped, and she got off.

"Miss Qingming, just go in directly!"

The driver spoke politely to Wen Qingming and drove the car away.

Wen Qingming stretched out his hand, ready to ask him what it was all about, but he didn't give her a chance.

In desperation, Wen Qingming had to walk into the villa again.

Once inside, it is the kind of noble and elegant European style decoration, which looks very atmospheric.

Luo Chentian was sitting on the sofa, with one of his feet wrapped in gauze, which seemed to be injured.

He sat there lazily, watching with a book in his hand.

Hearing the sound of Wen Qingming coming in, he just raised his eyelids, lowered his eyes, and continued to look at the book in his hand.

This huge villa seems to be no one.

Seeing that he ignored herself, Wen Qingming did not deliberately find a sense of existence, she found a place and sat down.

Just take the phone and send WeChat to Zhao Yuan.

Wen Qingming: Mom, can you explain, what is this for now! ? "

Zhao Yuan: "Originally, I wanted you two to cultivate relationships. Luo Chentian went to see you. Then there was a small car accident and his foot was injured. You need to live there for some time."

Looking at the words Zhao Yuan said on the phone, Wen Qingming's sight moved over Luo Chentian's feet.

Glancing at Luo Chentian's feet, Wen Qingming looked at his mobile phone again.