The art of flattery

Wen Ning is a girl Feng Lin met in Gu City.

Like Zhao Qingqing, she is a very hard-working girl next door.

But in terms of luck, she is much better than Zhao Qingqing.

I remember that she is still in college and already has her own braised chicken restaurant.

Every time after school or on weekends, I drive my Wuling Hongguang mini to deliver food to my store.

It can be considered that I saved a lot of money.

Wen Ning had her hair cut, neatly short, only reaching her neck.

Coupled with his handsome face, even a high school student would believe him.

Xu Ruoying looked at Wen Ning and pinched Feng Lin's waist angrily.

This bastard can meet beautiful girls wherever he goes.

"Wen Ning, why are you here?"

Feng Lin put his arm around Xu Ruoying's shoulders and said, "My wife and I will run into you when we travel."

After hearing Feng Lin introduce herself like this, Xu Ruoying nodded with satisfaction.

"Isn't it summer vacation? Come to my hometown and help grandma do some work."

Wen Ning said with a smile.

"Is this your grandma's house?"

Feng Lin asked with a smile, but his heart became serious.

Because that powerful aura is behind the restaurant.

Looking at this building, behind the restaurant, it's obviously where I live.

"Well, this is my grandma's house."

Wen Ning stood up with a smile and walked inside carrying the basin.

"Let's go in and have a look."

Feng Lin glanced at Xu Ruoying.

Xu Ruoying nodded, took Feng Lin's hand, and followed behind.

When he came to the small restaurant, Feng Lin found that all the people sitting here were old men.

There is no young person.

Just looking at these old people, they can be found in almost any circle.

From the ordinary bald old man with short sleeves to the oily man wearing a famous watch and a suit and leather shoes.

Everything you need.

"Wen Ning, why doesn't your grandma come out yet?"

An old man said with a smile.

"Yes, we are queuing up here so early and the food is not ready yet."

Another old man propped up his chin.

Just play chess here with the people at the opposite table to pass the time.

Feng Lin was a little confused. Is the food here so delicious?

Still need to line up in the morning?

"What are you talking about?"

Just then, an old woman wearing sportswear came from behind.

This woman has half-white hair and short shoulder-length hair.

Those eyes are very sharp.

Except for some crow's feet at the corners of my eyes, other places are still tight.

Xu Ruoying couldn't help but be surprised when she looked at this old woman.

If this person were a few years younger, he would definitely be a beauty.

Of course, even now, it still gives people a unique charm.

Different from Zhang Yuhe's intellectuality, this person is much more fierce.

"Grandma! The dishes are all washed."

Wen Ning said with a smile.

grandmother?

Feng Lin was shocked. If he didn't mention his age, no one would believe him if he looked like he was fifty.

She thought it was Wen Ning's mother.

"What do you old guys eat?"

The old woman glanced around indifferently.

"Xiao Wen, why are you and my brother so polite? As long as it's made by you, my brother likes to eat it."

"Hua Rong, please agree. My son just bought me a villa and asked me to find a wife and we can live there together."

"Rong Rong, half a month ago, I discovered that you were still driving a three-wheeled electric car and went to the bus station to pick up Xiao Wen Ning. The Rolls-Royce I customized for you arrived today. Here is the key."

…

Feng Lin was dumbfounded when he heard the words of the old men around him.

What the hell is going on?

Xu Ruoying was also a little confused, but looking at the Rolls-Royce car keys and the Rolex on the old man's wrist, it seemed that what he said was not a lie.

"Shut up! Who cares about your stuff!"

Wen Huarong scolded, then looked at Feng Lin, "What are you eating?"

"Well, we..."

Feng Lin hadn't reacted yet and didn't know what to say.

"Grandma, these two are my friends. They helped me when I was in Gushi."

Wen Ning smiled and explained, "This is the Feng Lin I told you about before."

"Yeah?"

Wen Huarong glanced at Feng Lin, carried the basin, and walked to the kitchen.

"Fuck!"

Feng Lin suddenly cursed secretly, and whispered in Wen Ning's ear, "Is your grandma's name Wen Huarong?"

"yes."

Wen Ning nodded, "Didn't you see the name of the store outside? It's called Huarong Hotel."

"I go!"

Feng Lin didn't react at first. Isn't this one of the four stunning beauties mentioned by Cen Anbang?

Zhang Yuhe, Jin Fenghuang, Cen Caixuan, and one more is Wen Huarong.

I remember Cen Anbang said that this woman was once a member of the Qi Sect.

"Good guy."

Feng Lin took Xu Ruoying and sat on the only remaining table aside.

Cen Caixuan doesn't know, but Zhang Yuhe, Jin Fenghuang and Feng Lin all know each other.

Both of them are at the fifth level of Dacheng.

In real comparison, the stronger one is Golden Phoenix.

But this woman is much stronger than the two of them.

Perhaps he has reached the sixth level of Dacheng, even stronger than Er Ye, and has reached the peak of the sixth level of Dacheng.

"Feng Lin, I'm going to help cut the vegetables. You guys sit down first."

After Wen Ning finished speaking, she followed him to the kitchen.

"What's wrong? Feng Lin?"

Xu Ruoying asked in a low voice.

Feng Lin lowered his voice, "Her grandma is what I call a master."
To be continued...