I used online loans to give gifts to the anchor, and he just said "baby"?

Qin Zhizhi, standing on the roadside, was looking forward to Wen Wan's arrival.

I saw several unfamiliar luxury cars parked in front of me, but I didn't pay any attention to them.

Until he caught a glimpse of Wen Wan getting out of the luxury car.

Then he ran over excitedly, "Sister Wan, I miss you so much! I miss you so much that I want to lose weight."

Qin Zhizhi held Wen Wan's arm and shook it continuously.

"You have no idea what I've been going through these past few days. I'm eating pig food abroad. If it weren't for the award, I wouldn't be going!"

She was like a happy little parrot, chirping and making Wen Wan's world lively in an instant.

"Little greedy cat, delicious food has already been prepared for you."

"Sister Wan still loves me! Woohoo, I'm so touched." Qin Zhizhi hugged Wen Wan with his arms and leaned his head on her like a koala.

"If there were ten or eight more male models, I would be even more moved."

"Arrange it." Wen Wan nodded.

Male model?

Xiao Hui's eyes rolled around.

This young lady is so brave.

As soon as the Third Master left, she went to the bar to order a male model.

The two gentlemen have fallen flat on their face. They have met the female Aquaman.

Not to mention the unconscious Fourth Master, if the Third Master knew about this, he would definitely burn down the bar.

He must keep a close eye on Wen Wan to avoid any casualties.

He followed Wen Wan silently.

Wen Wan and the other man paused and turned to Xiao Hui, "You go back."

"Third Master asked me to protect you." Xiao Hui stood straight.

Wen Wan looked at him with gentle eyes, the corners of her mouth slightly widening.

Without saying a word, Xiao Hui felt the solemnity.

He bowed his head, "Okay, Madam."

After saying that, he left immediately without any hesitation.

Qin Zhizhi withdrew his gaze from the departing convoy of luxury cars and asked Wen Wan.

"Why does he call you Young Madam, Sister Wan? Are you married?"

When did Luo Mingchuan trick Wen Wan into getting her?

Her brother had no hope before, but now he is completely desperate.

Her wish to make Wen Wan her sister-in-law was completely dashed.

"I don't agree with this marriage." Qin Zhizhi pouted, looking like she was protecting her food.

"What are you thinking about? It's just a title. Isn't being single nice?" Wen Wan turned to look at her.

Qin Zhizhi immediately understood what Wen Wan meant.

"That's right, how could we, as grown women, give up an orchard for a rotten fruit?"

"Let's go, let's go!"

The word "lao" was still in his mouth.

As soon as they turned around, a young woman stood in front of them.

She has picturesque features and wears a black satin horse-face skirt, exuding an elegant temperament.

Without waiting for the two to react, she drew a semicircle with the tip of her right foot, with her left hand below and her right hand above, pushing from her chest to her forehead. Her upper body did not move, and her knees were slightly bent.

The whole set of movements was as smooth as flowing water, as if it had been done thousands of times.

"Meng Fu, the 102nd generation mountain keeper of the Qihuang Meng clan, pays his respects to the master."

Her voice was cool and clean, like a drop of morning dew on pine needles on a mountain top.

Qin Zhizhi's big eyes blinked.

Mountain guard?

master?

And the person in front of me is bowing, acting like an ancient person.

She certainly didn't think that this etiquette included addressing her.

She looked at Wen Wan puzzledly.

Wen Wan's expression was dull, showing no emotion at all, so he probably didn't know him.

Is it cosplay?

Street performance art?

Or is it a scam?

Qin Zhizhi was thinking for a while, just as she was cautiously pulling Wen Wan away.

Wen Wan stepped forward and helped Meng Fu, who was bowing, up with both hands.

Meng Fu seemed much smarter than Henry. He found her less than 24 hours after obtaining the ID card.

Putting everything else aside, she was quite satisfied with her.

Wen Wan opened her red lips slightly, "Thank you for your hard work."

The Meng family of Qihuang has few descendants, and Meng Fu is the only candidate to be the mountain guardian of this generation.

At the age of ten, I was forced to take charge of the affairs of the Qihuang Meng family, and it has been fifteen years now.

Wen Wandao's words of hard work were also a recognition of her efforts over the years.

"It is truly a blessing for Meng Fu to be able to serve the master, and I dare not complain."

When Meng Fu spoke, his eyelids were always lowered, and he did not look directly at Wen Wan, which was a respect for Wen Wan.

Her words and actions are like a ruler measuring rules.