"Uncle Owen!" Jasmine reminded.
Wen Yu was also dissatisfied and said: "Hey, how can you talk like that!"
"It's okay." Shen Shuhe smiled indifferently and answered his question frankly: "Everyone has a young time."
"I was young at the time, and my eyesight wasn't very good."
Owen said "Oh" and said, "Then remember to pay better attention next time."
Others: "..."
However, Chen Shuhe curved his lips and couldn't help but said with a smile: "Okay."
After talking for a while, several people left the mall together.
At the door, Owen worked tirelessly to drive the car. Shen Shuhe looked at the figure next to him: "Then we..."
"How's your hand?"
...
...
Before he could finish his sentence, he was suddenly interrupted by a deep voice.
Shen Shuhe paused, looked into the man's dark eyes, and replied: "Nothing."
As he spoke, he moved his right hand casually.
Who knew that after he finished speaking, Jin Yanzhou said, "I was talking about the other one."
Another one?
Shen Shuhe was stunned for a moment, and even Wen Yu looked over. She lowered her head to look at Shen Shuhe's left hand and asked, "Shuhe, what happened to your left hand? Did Pei Zhazha hurt you just now?"
Jasmine also became anxious after hearing this: "Sister Shuhe, what's wrong with you?"
Wen Yu had already pulled up her arm and looked carefully, but after looking twice, he found nothing: "No, could it be the arm?"
But it’s not convenient to see it now, so Wen Yu wanted to confirm where she was injured and whether she should go to the hospital.
But when she looked up, she found that Shen Shuhe was looking at Jasmine's father.
Shen Shuhe glanced at the man, realized what he said, and shook his head gently: "Thank you Mr. Jin for your concern, it's okay."
She thought he was probably talking about how she had just blocked Owen's punch.
Jasmine was right. Owen was a martial artist and his strength should not be underestimated.
She had just suddenly blocked his punch towards Pei Jingmo, and her fingers were slightly numb from his force, but it was better now.
Unexpectedly, the man noticed it.
Shen Shuhe sincerely thanked the man and nodded at him with a smile from the heart.
Seeing this, Jin Yanzhou nodded and said nothing more.
Jasmine heard that she was fine, and at the same time she breathed a sigh of relief and held Shen Shuhe's fingers, saying in a sullen tone: "Sister Shuhe, remember to disinfect and apply medicine to the wound when you go back, I will go to play with you when I am free~"
Shen Shuhe touched her head, "Okay."
As soon as he finished speaking, Owen drove over, rolled down the window and shouted, "Jin, let's go."
Jin Yanzhou took Jasmine into the car and they separated.
Shen Shuhe stood there, watching the car disappear, speechless for a long time.
Wen Yu stayed with her. After a few minutes, she felt uncomfortable with the cold wind, so she whispered, "Let's go, Shuhe."
"Um."
…
Lanting Yayuan.
Wen Yu brought the medicine box to disinfect Shen Shuhe, and couldn't bear to see the teeth marks on her wrist.
"That little bastard of yours is really cruel!" Wen Yu lowered her head and blew on her: "Shuhe, does it hurt?"
Shen Shuhe pulled his lips: “It doesn’t hurt anymore.”
Wen Yu looked up at her, but she didn't believe it. She was bleeding.
At this moment, she couldn't help but curse the little bastard in her heart.
Wen Yu put a bandage on her and said angrily, "They got the better of them today. They pushed you, bit you, and spread rumors about you. In the end, only Pei Zha Zha and the little devil apologized."
"Besides, you invested so much money in the little devil!"
Wen Yu gets angry when talking about this.
She threw the cotton swab into the trash can, put her hands on her hips and said angrily, "Don't tell me, your little bastard is quite cunning. I think he called you over just to kill you! He bought gifts for Pei Zha Zha and Song Xiaosan himself, why should he let you pay?"
She didn't believe that Xiaoyu had no money.
Wen Yu had heard from Shen Shuhe before that Xiaoyu had his own little treasury since he was a child, and the Pei family would give him various rewards during festivals.
She even felt that Xiaoyu, a five-year-old child, was richer than her.
"Shuhe, why don't you ask Pei Jingmo to return the money!" Wen Yu still felt at a disadvantage: "It's not that we can't afford it, but we can't spend it on a mistress!"
How can it be possible for the wife to buy things for the mistress?
Wen Yu was venting his anger with a frown on his face, but saw Shen Shuhe slowly smile.
She was stunned: "Shuhe, what are you laughing at? Are you angry with them?"
"How is that possible?" Shen Shuhe curled his lips, "They are not worthy of affecting my emotions now."
“I just want to say, I didn’t spend any money.”
"Ah? You didn't spend any money? Didn't you pay for everything that little bastard bought today?"
Wen Yu was puzzled. At this moment, Shen Shuhe suddenly turned sideways, took out his bag, and took out a card from it.
She handed Wen Yu over and said, "I'm using Xiaoyu's card."
"Ah?" Wen Yu took it and looked through it, "His card?"
"Yeah." Shen Shuhe nodded, and then she explained.
Wen Yu was right, Xiaoyu did have his own bank card.
Pei Jingmo gave this card to Xiaoyu two years ago, and regularly sent him money so that Xiaoyu could buy the things he needed.
In addition, other members of the Pei family, especially the old lady, often sent money to Xiaoyu.
Xiaoyu is not short of money at all. He called her over today just to make trouble for her.
So when he asked to pay himself, Shen Shuhe secretly took out his card.
Because she knew that Xiaoyu would not give up easily today, and she did not have the energy to keep arguing with him, and to avoid other problems later, she simply took his card.
Wen Yu was also right about another point. She could spend money on her son, but she could never let him be deliberately used.
Xiaoyu's move today, starting from asking her to pay, was aimed at her unreasonable behavior, so it was naturally impossible for her to pay for him.
It turned out that her idea was right. She got Xiaoyu's card in advance and avoided a lot of trouble later.
After listening, Wen Yu's eyes lit up: "Sure, Shuhe, I was wondering why you paid so quickly, it turns out it wasn't our card, hahaha."
"You did the right thing! We just shouldn't waste our money!" Wen Yu gave a thumbs up.
Today the little devil went shopping and spent tens of thousands of dollars. Shuhe has just started his career, so we can't let him squander money recklessly!
"By the way, what are you going to do with this card?" Wen Yu asked, holding the card.
"I'll ask someone to send it back." Shen Shuhe took it. Those people left in a hurry today, and she forgot that the card was still in her bag.
After all, it was Xiaoyu's stuff, and it was not appropriate for her to hold it.
Hearing this, Wen Yu nodded: "Then find someone to run errands."
"good."
After the two of them finished talking, they cleaned up and prepared dinner. They were so busy that they hadn't even had a sip of water.
Wen Yu and Shen Shuhe walked to the kitchen together. She opened the refrigerator and suddenly remembered another thing.
"By the way, Shuhe, have you made arrangements with Grandpa?"
Wen Yu was worried that Pei Jingmo, that scumbag, would get desperate and do something bad again.
Hearing this, Shen Shuhe nodded: "Well, this nursing home has nothing to do with the Pei family, it is very safe, and I have also greeted the person in charge there and Sister Lin, there is no problem."
"That's good." Wen Yu felt relieved.
The two chatted while preparing dinner.
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