A quick journey to give birth, the male protagonist pampers and catches a beautiful woman

For the first time, Wen Yansheng's dull expression was mixed with dissatisfaction and unfinished thoughts. When he got up from the bed, his whole body was trapped in the illusion of a dream.

The sober sinking seemed to be manipulated.

That feeling was enough for him to remember this person!

After he finished packing, he changed his clothes and came out.

The moment I put on my military cap, I saw the curtains fluttering and the cold air spreading.

The temperature dropped sharply compared to yesterday.

He wore an extra cloak over his uniform.

When going downstairs.

Wen Yan strode with long legs, his cloak made him more imposing, his eyes were deep, and he ordered: "Miss Lin didn't have much luggage when she came. The weather has turned cold. The housekeeper has arranged some warm clothes. Let's go now."

"Okay." The housekeeper muttered in his heart. In order to repay the favor for the master, Master Jiu was very concerned about Master Wen's engagement.

The housekeeper asked again: "Does it need to be said that it was Master Wen's order?"

Wen Yansheng frowned, with a stern look on his face, "What does it have to do with him?"

The butler's heart skipped a beat and he answered truthfully: "Didn't Master Jiu ask them to develop feelings?"

Wen Yansheng glanced at the housekeeper, as if he was unhappy, "If you need help from me for this kind of thing, then this marriage is not necessary."

The somewhat aggressive tone made the butler frightened and confused. He immediately lowered his head and said, "Old slave, I'm overly worried."

Mr. Wen Yan didn't say anything anymore and went to the living room first. It was only seven o'clock and he was reading the newspaper as usual.

As expected, the newspapers reported the deaths of Xu Chong and Li Shen and publicized them wildly.

It was also written that the famous textile factory under the name of the Xu family was acquired by an outside merchant in one night, and the speed was not unpleasant.

The design and craftsmanship of Xuchong's textile factories are far superior to those of local garment shops. With their gentle, dignified and unique designs, they have attracted the love of a large number of wealthy ladies and accounted for half of the textile industry in just half a year.

The document he signed last night was originally for Xu Chong to export a large number of cheongsam to other provinces, but now the cake has been swallowed up by others, including the dregs.

Not uncovering the person behind it was inconsistent with Wen Yansheng's style of conduct.

I just don’t know if it has anything to do with someone, and if so, it’s really hidden.

Wen Yansheng flattened the newspaper, turned the page, and smiled instead of getting angry.

The butler next to him was on the phone, his voice carrying the authority of the Wen family's butler.

"Wen Gongguan sent over ten sets of warm cloaks, coats and cloaks for young women."

The other end responded repeatedly.

In less than 10 minutes, someone delivered it.

*

Over there, Lin Muqing planned to go downstairs and opened the door. The cold wind blowing in made small knots form on his neck.

The housekeeper was carrying a small suitcase and a long gown in one hand, walking in a hurry, his gray hair floating around.

"Good morning butler."

"Ms. Lin, the weather is getting colder. This is the warm cloak that Lord Jiu asked my slave to buy for you."

Lin Muqing was slightly surprised, took it and thanked him.

"Trouble housekeeper."

She went back to her room and threw on an off-white dress before going downstairs.

A drizzle was blowing outside and across the cloister.

When they came to the hall, Wen Shuqi and Wen Yansheng sat on the sofa and talked.

"Commander, it's good morning, Master." Lin Muqing nodded slightly.

Wen Yansheng didn't look at her at all. He just stood up, said "hmm" and walked to the dining table.

She didn't thank her for the clothes either. Wen Shuqi had been with her yesterday and was no longer so resistant. Instead, he praised her honestly, "The cloak looks good on you. When did you buy it?"

She came over, sat down next to Wen Shuqi, and said softly: "The housekeeper is considerate and bought it for me this morning."

If he meant something, Wen Yansheng's movements of holding chopsticks slowed down a bit.

"I'll go shopping with you when my legs feel better in two days." Wen Shuqi looked at her with admiration, appreciation for beautiful things. As he said yesterday, we should get along first, but they were just given a step to go down. This layer of identity was gone. She has nowhere to go, and he also has someone he likes, someone he has been with for two years when he was studying abroad, but he hasn't been able to come to Haiping for some reasons.

Sober and indecisive, this is the kind of person he is talking about.

"Okay." She smiled back.

Wen Yansheng sat in the first place, and they sat on his right. He didn't glance at them out of the corner of his eye. He just drank the porridge in the bowl quietly, scooping it out several times until it reached the bottom.

Wen Shuqi thought he was hinting, and took the empty bowl wisely, "Uncle Jiu, I'll serve it for you."

"Ah."

The three of them said nothing while having breakfast.

After breakfast, Wen Shuqi asked her to play chess, and she agreed, right in the living room.

Wen Yansheng was drinking tea at the side and caught a glimpse of them coming and going from the corner of his eye.

I saw that Wen Shuqi made his bets very neatly every time and his expression was confident of winning from the beginning.

Little did he know that Lin Muqing was a white man and a black man. He took the white man and quietly started the layout from the side, pretending to be difficult to make a move, as cunning as a fox.

It is said that bystanders know clearly, and he could see clearly that this fool Wen Shuqi was still laughing, and in the end there were no scum left behind.