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On the third day after Jin Hao¡¯s wedding, Xia Wancheng received a call from her.
"We really didn't provide good hospitality that day. I would like to treat Miss Xia to a meal to express our apology. I wonder if I can give her a favor?"
Xia Wancheng never thought that Jin Hao would contact her again, and she was not sure of her attention at the moment, so she had to accept it temporarily.
Going to the designated place, Xia Wancheng opened the door and saw Fu Fang sitting inside. She wore a pure white cheongsam, and the way she sat there looked like a teacher teaching guzheng and pipa.
"Ms. Xia, you are fine."
"Miss Fu, long time no see."
The opening scene of the familiar Xu and Snake Committee. But what was different this time was that as soon as Xia Wancheng sat down, the manager of the restaurant knocked on the door of the private room and said politely: "Ms. Xia, our distinguished guest would like to invite you over. .¡±
Xia Wancheng wondered: "I wonder who the distinguished guest is?"
"The lady said she saw you driving over, so she wanted to invite you over for a cup of tea."
Xia Wancheng understood these two mismatched sentences. She excused herself to go to the bathroom and quickly tidied up her appearance before following the manager to visit.
Opening the door, the person leaning on the chaise longue and reading a book was indeed Gu Fangqin.
Xia Wancheng nodded slightly: "Long time no see, Mrs. Gu."
Gu Wanqin didn't say anything to her, and simply turned a page of the book. The manager exited the room and silently closed the door for them.
Xia Wancheng stood on the spot, her knees tightly together, and her posture was like the most iconic etiquette lady.
Gu Wanqin was still reading, and she didn't speak, so the two of them just spent their time reading.
Since Dr. Micheal was sent home last time, she has been letting her drive his car. Xia Wancheng often sends a portion to Xia Zaogan when she makes soup for him. It is much more convenient to drive. A few days later, Michael gave her a gas card and his driving permit, and he started walking to and from get off work. Sometimes when he got off work late and had to go home, Xia Wancheng took it upon himself to pick him up.
During this period of time, Xia Wancheng was getting used to it. If the manager hadn't come over just now to remind her, she would have forgotten that the real owner of this car was the person in front of her.
Xia Wancheng was a little unsure of the thoughts and attitude of the richest man's wife, so she could only wait silently for the other party to speak first.
About ten minutes passed before Gu Wanqin put down the book, picked up the tea cup, looked at the scenery in the distance and said softly: "I heard that you want to marry my son?"
Xia Wancheng took a breath and wished she could go back to the night of Han Yu's birthday party last year and slap herself for being so shameless.
But if you say it out loud, it will throw water away. If you deny it now, it will be a real lie.
So she desperately admitted, "Yes."
"Because he is An Zhan and An Jing's son?"
What if? She has never met this legendary proud man, and has never even seen a photo of his face. Otherwise, she could have made up some lies about admiring his talent and character.
Under Gu Wanqin¡¯s burning eyes, Xia Wancheng nodded again.
Gu Wanqin laughed, and the sound was like a wind chime, drifting farther and farther away and getting fainter.
Xia Wancheng's scalp was numb with embarrassment, but she was looking for reasons to comfort herself.
It¡¯s not a shame to want to marry the son of the richest man. She believes that 8 out of 10 girls in Quan Baihai will think so.
"What kind of person do you think An Zhan will be?"
"Ah?" Xia Wancheng spoke out grandly, and then regained her sense, "Mr. An and I have never met"
Gu Wanqin interrupted her, "What do you imagine the young master from the richest family would be like?"
¡°I¡¯m probably 70% or 80% similar to Mr. An, and the remaining two points should be like you.¡±
"What about your personality?"
"70 to 80% with Mr. An"
She chuckled and said, "Seeing as you are young and you look well-behaved, why do you speak so tactfully?"
Doesn¡¯t this mean that time makes people grow older? If Xia Chan was still alive, do you think she, Xia Wancheng, would look at others and betray her face at any time?
"Forget it." Gu Wanqin picked up the book again and muttered to himself, "Fortunately, you don't need me to get along with you. I'm the most annoying girl with a boring temper."
Xia Wancheng was still stunned, and was asked out again by the manager.
What's going on? Call her over just to make her stand, then ask her if she wants to marry her son, and finally tell her she has a boring personality?
The richest woman¡¯s wifeHave so much leisure and time?
Xia Wancheng returned to her original place. As soon as she entered the door, she saw Jin Hao standing up and holding her hand. He said with sincerity on his face: "What happened in the past has passed, and everyone has to look forward. Miss Xia has a promising future. Don't pay too much attention to the unhappiness in the past. no?"
Xia Wancheng was still confused and could only respond to her words: "I always look forward, because some people stay in the past and cannot get out."
Jin Hao smiled broadly and said politely, "Of course."
After finishing the meal, Xia Wancheng hurriedly drove back to Bohai No. 1 Hospital. Dr. Micheal happened to be off work, so she put the car key into his hand.
"This car is returned to you."
"What's wrong?" He glanced at her.
"Today I met Mrs. Gu while driving this car."
"Did she talk to you?"
"Well, you called me over to talk alone."
"What did you say?"
"Ask me if I said I would marry her son?"
Xia Wancheng looked up to the sky and sighed, "To be honest, I was just talking casually in that context. I bet there are thousands of girls in Bohai City talking about marrying him every day. It's my fault that I'm not lucky. Fortunately, Mr. Gu heard it and corrected it, and then it was reported to my mother. Now it¡¯s fine, people really treat me as a shameless and vain money-worshiping girl, who am I supposed to reason with!"
"It's bad luck to talk nonsense." Micheal looked down at the car keys in his hand, and there was no fluctuation in his voice, color or tone.
"Have you ever thought about what kind of person An Zhan would be?"
Xia Wancheng pretended to be thoughtful, "Mr. An and his wife are both first-class handsome men and beautiful women, and they must have inherited it from him. As for the rest I'm afraid we won't know until the day he inherits the family property." ¡±
"Why does he want to inherit the family property?"
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Micheal felt a little unhappy and aggrieved, "Is it bad to be a doctor?"
"Of course a doctor is good. If you weren't a doctor, I would have been buried for a year now. I am just giving you an example. It is unrealistic for the son of the richest man to be a doctor, and the same is true for other professions."
Micheal walked side by side to the garage with her, and asked, "So your child can't go to the doctor in the future?"
Xia Wancheng said in disgust: "Why do I care so much? You can do whatever you like with your own life." (Remember the website address: 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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