As for Shen Haiyang, Wen Qiao said that he might like things from big cities, while things from small counties are local specialties.
Wen Qiao advised her mother not to buy it, saying it was unnecessary.
But Lü Yazhi felt she had to buy something; she couldn't go empty-handed.
Wen Qiao's inner thighs are a little uncomfortable and painful...
In the dark, all she remembered was that Shen Jichuan had taken off her outer pants, leaving her still wearing only her underpants.
But he kept rubbing against it.
She didn't notice it just now.
I'm out shopping with my mother now, and it's a bit hot; I'm sweating.
The inside of my leg seems to be broken skin, soaked with sweat, and it hurts.
Fortunately, Lü Yazhi bought a bag of premium millet and a bag of last year's raw chestnuts.
She wasn't good at bargaining, but she still managed to get a discount.
Lu Yazhi was treated like a servant in the Wang family, and she couldn't expect to have a single penny.
But she paid for the things herself.
Seeing Wen Qiao staring at her, Lü Yazhi smiled and said:
“I secretly embroidered the pattern while Wang Dayong was not at home. I’ll have your sister-in-law Guihua take it to town to sell for me.”
"Mom has saved up some money, not much. I was thinking of making you a couple of outfits for your wedding, but I don't know how expensive the fabric is in Beicheng."
Wen Qiao suddenly said, "Mom, I don't want to marry Shen Haiyang anymore. Let's go to Beicheng, not to the Shen family. I want to be with you, and I want to be filial to you."
Lü Yazhi took Wen Qiao's words as a joke.
"Silly girl, how can a woman stay unmarried her whole life?"
"Mr. Shen is a good person, and the children he teaches will not be bad," Lü Yazhi thought.
She had never met Shen Haiyang after he grew up, but she had met Mr. Shen.
Mr. Shen is a kind, gentlemanly, and polite person. How bad could the children he teaches be?
After shopping, they returned to their hotel.
Wen Qiao happened to run into Shen Jichuan's driver and greeted him.
"Brother Li, you've gone out?"
This driver isn't the one who drives for Shen Jichuan's workplace; he's a bit older.
Wen Qiao calls everyone "brother," which is polite and avoids any mistakes.
Li Qiang nodded and said, "The gentleman asked me to buy him some clothes. I just got back."
Wen Qiao nodded, and Li Qiang went straight upstairs.
Back in her room, Wen Qiao saw her mother packing millet and chestnuts into a bag.
Wen Qiao took the opportunity to go to the restroom.
When she took off her pants, I saw that her inner thighs were red, which explained why she felt so uncomfortable when walking.
At dinner, Lü Yazhi urged Wen Qiao to ask Shen Xian what he wanted to eat, but Wen Qiao didn't want to go.
Lu Yazhi said she would go and ask.
After all, they were her elders, and as a junior, she should take the initiative to be filial to them...
Wen Qiao had no choice but to go up to the second floor.
As soon as I knocked on the door, Shen Jichuan came out.
He changed his clothes, wearing black trousers and a short-sleeved shirt.
He was very tall, which made Wen Qiao, who was standing in front of him, look even smaller.
"My mom asked me to ask you if you're hungry and if you want to get something to eat..."
"You don't look well, what's wrong?"
Shen Jichuan stared at her face and asked.
Wen Qiao lowered her eyes and whispered, "It's so chafed it's broken..."
Upon hearing this, Shen Jichuan's ears instantly turned completely red.
He said in a low voice, "Sorry, I'll be more careful next time."
Wen Qiao looked up, her eyes filled with resentment, and glared at him fiercely.
Shen Jichuan reached out and poked her forehead.
"I told you to leave, but you're still clinging to me and won't let go. Whose fault is that?"
"I'll treat you to dinner; you can eat whatever you want."
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