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Jiang Lan thought about it, wife and children?
"No, where are the parents?"
After she shook her head and sat up straight, she remembered a detail, Wu Kai's fingers were clean and did not wear rings and other accessories, and there was no trace of wearing a ring.
"He is unmarried."
Wen Miao, "Why are you so sure?"
He listened attentively, listening to the psychiatrist analyze the matter was quite enjoyable.
"Because he is dressed in sloppy clothes, which is not the case for those with wives."
Wen Miao raised her eyebrows high, then looked down at her clothes, let out a long "Oh" with unknown meaning, and looked at her with complicated eyes.
Jiang Lan stepped back and stayed away from him, "Drive carefully and don't look around."
Wen Miao, "Oh, I also have a wife, why doesn't anyone care about my clothes? Am I not sloppy enough?"
She straightened her hair uncomfortably, turned her head away from the window, and pretended not to hear.
As everyone knows, the red ears have betrayed her long ago.
In the shopping mall, a high-end men's clothing store on the top floor.
Jiang Lan stood at the door, hesitated for a second, walked in, and went straight to the model in the center.
The shopping guide lady came slowly, smiling gently.
"Hello, miss, what can I do for you?"
Jiang Lan tightened her fingers, "This is the way."
The shopping guide's smile is even sweeter.
"How much?"
A skilled shopping guide, "The whole set after discount is 98,760."
So expensive? !
Jiang Lan's pupils dilated, her mouth was tight, and her eyes expressed that she was poor.
The shopping guide's smile faltered, "If you think the price is not suitable, we also have a 50% discount, do you want to take a look."
"No."
The vision of a psychiatrist never makes mistakes, and this set is the most suitable for Wen Miao.
"Just this set, wrap it up."
Her heart was bleeding, and her wallet was shrinking drastically.
The shopping guide lady smiled brightly, "Here's packing for you, what's the size, please?"
"Same size as the model."
The shopping guide was even more envious, "You have a good figure."
Walking out of the shopping mall, facing the cold wind, Jiang Lan woke up with a shiver.
What did she do? Look down at your hands, it's time to chop!
When hesitating to squeeze the subway and bus, he glanced at the boutique bag in his hand, forget it, let's take a taxi.
Don't wrinkle ninety-eight thousand.
When Wen Miao came home from get off work, the first thing he saw was the shopping bag on the sofa, and the familiar men's clothing store, his eyes lit up silently.
He looked up, there was no one in the living room, but there were lights upstairs.
The footsteps moved quietly, and he went over to take a look, just one look.
His slender fingers hooked the shopping bag and took a sneak peek.
Suit!
Men's! !
mine! ! !
Wen Miao took a deep breath, and the tens of thousands of clothes on his body suddenly became stale.
Be calm, it's his who can't run away, if it's not, it's embarrassing
Impossible not, it must be given to him!
Just as the heaven and man were fighting in his heart, cheerful footsteps came from the stairs.
"Why didn't you call me when you came back." Jiang Lan stepped down the stairs, seeing where he was, and hurriedly said, "Hurry up and try on your clothes."
If it doesn't fit, she will go back.
"Is it for me?"
"Of course."
Wen Miao's dark eyes deepened, he hugged her tightly, and then walked upstairs quickly.
If she heard correctly, he seems to be humming?
Not long after, he went downstairs slowly, Jiang Lan's eyes were straightened, she couldn't think of a good adjective, her heartstrings were plucked.
"How about it?"
The corner of Wen Miao's mouth turned up. He had already seen it upstairs. It was very handsome, and he liked it very much.
But I still couldn't help but want to hear her opinion.
Jiang Lan came back to his senses, his eyes returned to normal in a second, "That, does it fit?"
"It fits perfectly."
The smile in Wen Miao's eyes deepened, he didn't expect her to be so familiar with his size.
"It fits just fine."
Jiang Lan also laughed, seeing him so happy, it's worth 90,000!
?She didn't know if Wen Miao took off his suit when he slept, but only knew that in the morningWhen he opened his eyes, he was wearing new clothes.
Downstairs in the clinic, after Jiang Lan got off the car, she was stunned when she saw him.
"I'll just go in by myself, you go to work quickly."
Wen Miao straightened his clothes, "I'll take you in."
A smile flashed across Jiang Lan's eyes, pretending not to see his desire to show off, and complimenting her, "You look handsome in a suit."
"Well, it's just so-so."
If he hadn't laughed out loud, she would have believed it.
After entering the door, Wen Qingyun just walked out of the office.
"Yo, Mr. Wen can just leave the person to me, and go to work without worry."
Wen Miao frowned slightly, adjusted his coat and tie again, and just said that the clothes on his body were very special.
Wen Qingyun didn't think so much, looked at Jiang Lan in confusion, and asked, what do you mean?
Jiang Lan gave a dry cough and whispered, "I bought it."
"You bought it?!"
Wen Qingyun's voice was raised, and his eyes scanned him back and forth, obviously unbelievable, "You are so generous, why don't you think about your senior brother who is still struggling with food and clothing when you get rich?"
Jiang Lan hurriedly moved away.
Wen Miao defended, "Don't scare her, Jiang Jiang bought it for me because she saw that I was dressed too sloppily."
Wen Qingyun has a big question mark on his head, isn't senior brother sloppy?
What Wen Miao wears on his body and on his hands is almost like walking renminbi.
That's it, still sloppy? ?
Wen Qingyun, "Junior Sister, come and see me, Senior Brother. The sweater is a little pilled, and the coat is from last year."
This is sloppy enough.
Jiang Lan, "What do you want to say?"
"I'm short of an opening suit, the kind that's just for show, you know!"
"No, I don't understand."
Jiang Lan refused to communicate with him, turned around and said softly, "Go to work quickly and leave him alone."
Wen Qingyun winked his eyebrows in disgust, Wen Miao laughed lowly, what he was showing off was not clothes, but a special honor, which belonged to him alone.
"Tsk tsk tsk, you dislike me now, and you spend it on him as soon as you have some savings, and the bank card has been cleared again?"
Wen Qingyun said this before Wen Miao left, the purpose is self-evident.
His junior sister is shrewd, but she doesn't care about men, and she can't wait to give her wholeheartedly.
Wen Miao's expression did not change, he knew better than anyone else that he was like a child who got sugar, he neither wanted to give it to others nor wanted to monopolize it.
Jiang Lan, "Shut up, you, I also have the ability to earn money, okay, don't always treat me like a pauper."
Wen Qingyun, "Aren't you poor?"
Jiang Lan:
Wen Miao took a step forward, put his hand on her shoulder, and wrapped it in his bosom, "Go ahead, I'll take you shopping for clothes when I get off work, why haven't you used the black card I gave you, use it at night gone."
"What black card?" How could she not remember.
Wen Qingyun was stunned a long time ago, opened her mouth wide and forgot to speak.
He bent down slightly, "Look at your bag."
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She froze for a moment, quickly opened the bag and looked through it, and there was indeed a black card.
"When was it put in?" The point is that she didn't even notice it.
Wen Miao, "I forgot, I thought you knew." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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