Cafe, in a small private room.

Jin Meichen, who was closed, stared at Wen Yuan with two eyes as wolf-like as a tiger.

Wen Yuan took off the cap and sat on the sofa, raised her legs and fanned her hat: "Is there any water? Can I give a glass of water? It's free."

"Do you want to drink water?" Jin Meichen hummed coldly, "For people like you, you don't even have free water."

It's really arrogant.

"Okay, what do you want to ask? But I tell you, it's not that I will answer whatever you want. If you want me to answer, you need to pay a certain amount of compensation." Wen Yuan's fingers were spinning cap on her head, and she was leisurely in her mind.

"Who do you think you are? Dog Team? Media reporter? I warn you, don't think that intimidation can have any effect? ​​Believe it or not, I will immediately find a leader of the Public Security Bureau to arrest you for criminal detention." Jin Meichen said with gritted her teeth and picked up her cell phone.

"If you want to fight, just hit."

The indifferent attitude angered Kim Mi-chen: "Do you think I dare not fight?"

"If you are not afraid of the whole thing coming out, just hit it." She didn't dare to hit it with calm mouth.

After thinking for a while, Jin Meichen didn't press the phone, pulled a chair and sat down against Wen Yuan, narrowing her eyes: "You said, as long as I am willing to pay, you are willing to answer my questions, how much do you want?"

"How much does it cost depends on what you want to ask."

"I'll ask you, why did you suddenly say that to me!" The bite out of your teeth, and you were so angry that you wanted to pinch Wen Yuan's neck with both hands.

Little girl, she actually dared to slander her that she was not the princess of the Jin family!

"Because I sympathize with you." A strange touch of sadness, she put on Wen Yuan's face like a performance.

"You said I was not born to my parents, so I sympathized with me? Are you, saying, laughing, talking, talking,?" The following sentence was no longer so angry that my throat tightened.

"Why don't you feel sympathy for you? Because you are not born to your parents, you are not the most precious treasure in your parents' hearts now. Do you think that if something big happens, they may protect you like their biological parents?"

This is the point. Now, Jin Meichen can't feel that her parents' completely selfless love for her.

If Jin’s father and mother are not her biological parents now, then who are her biological parents?

A strange desire came to my heart. If her biological parents were officials who were bigger than Jin Father, could they give them to her?

"Tell me, how did you know that I was not my parents' birth?" An anxious voice spurted out of my throat.

The fish took the bait.

Wen Yuan was so happy that she would never give her any message: "I just answered your first question, and you didn't pay me any compensation."

"Okay, how much do you want?" He reached into his handbag and took out his wallet.

"I don't want money."

"What did you say?" Jin Meichen, who was squinting his eyes and slits, didn't believe it at all.

Laughing: "I want you to do one thing. If you promise me, I will answer your second question immediately."

"What's the matter? Let me tell you first, I will never do anything illegal about killing and setting fire." Jin Meichen said at her.

"Don't worry about this, it's definitely not an illegal thing. I'm just taking you to see someone at that time." Wen Yuan's tone of speaking was as if she were the Buddha.

Jin Meichen felt like she was manipulated in her hand. This feeling was vigilant and disgusting. The problem was that there was no way, and now the information was in the other party's hands.

"Okay. Tell me."

"I know you are not your parents' biological child, because you heard the conversation between your parents."

Accompanied by this sentence, the small recording pen that was taken out of his pocket was placed on Wen Yuan's palm. What came from the small speaker was indeed the voice of Jin's father and mother.

Jin Meichen's face became increasingly ugly when listening to Jin's father and mother talked about, from red to blue, from blue to white, and finally without blood. He suddenly felt like an erupting volcano spewed out lava, his face full of anger.

"How is it? I didn't lie to you, right? And you know I'm a student, but you don't have the technology to make a fake sound clip for you." His sharp eyes swept across Jin Meichen's ever-changing face, and the corners of his mouth were a hint of pride as if he had known it was so proud.

Then he got up, put on the cap and said, "That's it, Miss Jin, if you have any need, please tell me again."

"I'll ask you." Facing her back, Jin Meichen stood up quickly and asked, "Do you know who my biological parents are?"

A smile rippled in the heart and lungs, but it was not revealed on his face: "Why don't you ask your current parents about this? They should be the ones who know the most clearly."

After that, while Kim Mi-chen was thinking about her answer, she kicked the door and walked out.

Everything is beginning to change.

Mr. Yao said that someone would take her to practice driving these days. For this reason, my husband called in the army to admit the matter in person.

"Who is it?" Manman asked her husband.

Mr. Jiang, it’s really hard to answer this question.

He entrusted this matter to Mr. Yao, but Mr. Yao did not give him a letter to him, just to reassure him, saying that he must be an expert and an honorary expert.

It was Colonel Yao who arranged it, but Manman's eyelids twitched.

The couple then communicated about Xiao Dongzi on the phone.

Young Master Jiang knew that his wife played a big role in this matter. In addition to wanting to kiss her daughter-in-law over the phone, he was also worried about her.

How did the wife figure it out?

Is it really figured out or fake?

To this end, a method of indirect attack was adopted.

"Manman, my second sister asked me to reward you. What do you want?"

"Ayan, please tell my second sister not to work hard. I have told her that they are all my family members, so it's not interesting to be polite." Manman's young wife held the phone sincerely.

"But can't I give my wife something?" Comrade Jiang Yan couldn't stand it and used another roundabout tactic.

"Didn't you just gave me a skirt last time?" Manman's young wife educated her husband. "When you were at my house, did you not hear what my dad said last time? You can't spend it casually. Just enough things are enough. If you buy too much, it's not only a waste of money, but also a waste of resources."

Even if you beat them from all directions, Comrade Jiang Yan used his trump card: "Manman, do you have nothing to say to my husband?"

This open-minded approach tactic really made Manman’s young wife hesitate.

Finally, he sighed softly and said, "Not suitable."

"What's wrong?" When Young Master Jiang, who was very nervous, felt confused.

"The pot lid cannot be matched with the pot. Even if it is made of the same material, the size is not appropriate."

To Mr. Jiang, this metaphor of his wife is simply the most wonderful language in the kitchen.

Fearing that my husband wouldn't understand, Manman's young wife said something vividly: "When the seedlings move home, they may look different from their original partners. Moreover, they have already taken root. Looking at the hometown from afar, it will definitely be strange if they move back."

Comrade Jiang Yan was silent for a while and said incisively: "It takes time."

The seedlings grow slowly and become strong trees. Even if they move in the place, the roots already contain the original soil atmosphere. Time can erase some traces, but they cannot erase some deeply rooted things planted since childhood.

Manman knew that her husband might be able to understand it, but she certainly couldn't understand it thoroughly.

Unlike my husband, it’s not that I love her because of this and that, and I love unlimited and unconditional tolerantly. My husband is like her father Wen Shixuan. As for whether others can do it, I think it’s difficult.

In front of me, the strong dissatisfaction that appeared in my eyes was hidden in my eyes.

She couldn't even accept it.

On that day, she took a day off and flipped out the recipe at home. She was thinking about what to cook for Mrs. Lu as appropriate.

Mr. Yao's text message came, and first asked her if she was at home. Then she said that someone wanted to go over and take her to practice driving in the afternoon.

The driving coach is coming.

Manman hurriedly packed up, found out the Beetle's key and held it in his palm, and tried to pass it within one day.

So, she prepared all the red envelopes to bribe the coach.

When the agreed time was reached, she didn't have time to ask Mr. Yao where he met the coach, and the doorbell was ding dong.

Did the coach come to him?

I was surprised by whom it was, so I went to open the door.

At first sight, the cold ice shadow standing outside looked down at the watch as if she was pretending to be a pretending gesture. She turned a blind eye to her surprised expression, and her decisive and capable words burst out from her lips: "Let's go. The time is almost over, and I won't be able to catch up with dinner time later."

In fact, if you think about it carefully, he has a chance of several dozen percent, but she didn't think about it in her heart.

After all, isn’t you busy with all your time?

"Are you sure you have time?" Yue'er frowned gently because she didn't want to waste other people's time doing big things because of small things like her.

"Since I agree, can I have no time?" After that, he pulled his powerful big hand and easily opened the security door with a slightly open crack.

Face her.

Bingye looked down at her from high to low, saying that she was waiting, but she was a bit of a commanding attitude.

He is a person who is used to giving orders.

That's true, we can't let others down. We lowered our heads and entered the room and took out our early prepared personal supplies, including two car water cups filled with water.

Seeing her carrying large and small things, she seemed to be in the warrior who was guarding all over her body, she could not touch the eyes of Bingye: Women are different from men after all.

I wanted him to teach his younger brother Lu Huan to drive, but Lu Huan had nothing to do with his hands, only a bunch of keys stuffed in his pocket. Because his favorite band likes to chew gum, he has a pack of chewing gum in his pocket and plans to be trendy.

If my younger brother is like this, how can I take my younger sister for granted?

When he went downstairs, he saw her hesitating, as if he didn't believe that he could teach people how to drive, he said, "My brother teaches the driving skills."
To be continued...