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He said casually: "Maybe they don't want to see me."
"Ah? Why don't I want to see you?"
"Perhaps it's because I left a lot of work to them, and they would feel bad if they saw me idle at home."
Xiao Rong showed a surprised expression, "So that's it"
Cheng Nan, who was sitting in the cab and driving, quietly took a look in the rearview mirror.
After seeing Xiao Rong¡¯s sudden realization, Cheng Nan¡¯s hands shook and the car almost stalled.
This Miss Xiao is too easy to deceive, right?
¡°That¡¯s it¡she actually believes it?
When Mrs. Wen was talking to Xiao Rong, he happened to be passing by.
He only heard a few words and knew Mrs. Wen¡¯s true intention.
She clearly wanted to give Xiao Rong and Wen Ye a chance to develop their relationship alone.
He could figure it out, and Wen Ye might have been as clear as a mirror for a long time.
Only Xiao Rong is still asking why, and there is really no one else
After getting on the plane, Wen Ye was still reading.
Xiao Rong was bored and took a book from Wen Ye and started reading.
When I opened the book, all I saw was French.
" Xiao Rong knew a few words in French, but only slightly. When he read the book he couldn't understand even half a word.
Xiao Rong silently put the book back and replaced it with another one.
After opening it, it turned out to be Korean.
She can speak a few sentences in Korean, and can also understand a lot of spoken language, but looking at the neat horizontal and vertical circles, she still can't understand a few sentences.
Xiao Rong is an out-and-out academic scumbag. Except for English, he is proficient in other foreign languages.
Xiao Rong reluctantly picked another book.
What she was thinking was that if it was in English then she would be able to understand it.
However, after reading the book this time, Xiao Rong's expression was completely dull.
Which country¡¯s writing is this?
It¡¯s crooked, a bit like Chinese letters, but it¡¯s not. It's a bit like English, but Xiao Rong knows it's not English at all.
Xiao Rong studied it for a long time but still couldn¡¯t understand it.
She gently pulled Wen Ye's sleeve.
Wen Ye looked up at her, "What's wrong?"
Xiao Rong put the book in his hand in front of him, "Which language is this in?"
Wen Ye glanced at it and said, "Arab."
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No wonder she felt familiar.
These letters knew her, but she did not recognize them.
Xiao Rong held her chin and asked, "Can you understand it?"
"I don't understand what to do with it?"
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Xiao Rong felt that he had asked a stupid question.
Wen Ye continued to read, and Xiao Rong began to look around with empty eyes.
She dislikes flying the most. She can¡¯t look at her mobile phone and can¡¯t do anything on the plane. It¡¯s so boring.
She doesn¡¯t like reading, she is bored and scratching her head.
After being quiet for less than ten minutes, Xiao Rong pushed Wen Ye who was reading a book aside.
"Wen Ye, can we play chess? I brought the chess here."
Wen Ye refused without even thinking, "No."
Xiao Rong held out three fingers and said, "Three, can't I just play three?"
"Not even a handful will do."
"Why?"
Wen Ye slowly raised his head and looked at Xiao Rong, who looked unhappy.
"Why do you think? Regretting the game, cheating, secretly moving the chess pieces, and deliberately messing up the chessboard or chess pieces when I was about to lose."
When Xiao Rong heard this, she felt extremely guilty.
"It's not that she has to cheat, it's that this man is so hateful that he won't let her do it at all, even if he deliberately lets it slip or teases her. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com