Chapter 77 Dong Wenyan: I'm so cheap
It was noon.
After signing the contract, Yu Zhongyuan got up and said goodbye. In addition to Wan Jiao and Dong Wenyan, there were two other women left in Noda's villa.
The beautiful housekeeper Tang Qian and the young nanny Jiang Xinqing.
"What would you like to eat for lunch, ma'am?"
In the living room, Tang Qian, dressed in a white cheongsam, sat upright, her hands folded on her silk legs, and said with a smile, "Xinqing has received professional nanny training. As long as the meal is not too difficult, she can prepare it."
"If Madam wants to eat a higher-end meal, I can contact a Michelin-starred chef to come and make it for you."
"The food at home has been stocked up, and they are all the freshest. Now that the weather is hot, the food will be replaced every day to ensure freshness."
"Madam, just give your orders."
So thoughtful, so luxurious.
Wan Jiao took a sip of the tea brewed in front of her and looked at the short-haired girl standing aside with her hands behind her back, wearing a nanny uniform of a white top and black trousers. She found that she was quite pretty, not stunning, but very attractive.
“Just do whatever you want.”
"I'm not too hungry right now. If you are, you can make more for yourself."
Hearing this.
Jiang Xinqing nodded seriously and said, "Okay, ma'am, what flavor do you like?"
Wan Jiao exhaled and said softly, "I don't want to eat sweet food recently. Something light is fine."
Jiang Xinqing nodded, then left to cook.
"I'll go prepare the tableware."
Tang Qian stood up and said with a smile: "Madam, you can call me anytime if you have any instructions. Just call me Qianqian."
Wan Jiao nodded slightly, and looked at the beautiful housekeeper who was wearing a cheongsam, which was obviously gorgeous and had a good temperament, and seemed to be thinking about something.
aside.
Dong Wenyan was leaning against the armrest of the sofa in a very ungraceful manner, hugging her legs with both hands. She was curled up in a ball on the sofa, shivering.
"Yan Yan, are you okay?"
Wan Jiao asked with a chuckle.
"fine."
Dong Wenyan looked up at him and said with a forced smile, "I'm fine."
Wan Jiao smiled, stretched her body lazily, and stretched her white silk legs unscrupulously, saying in a lazy tone: "Okay, if you have anything to say, just say it directly, don't hurt yourself."
Dong Wenyan's eyes were complicated. After a moment of silence, she couldn't help but ask, "Why?"
She couldn't stand it anymore, she really couldn't stand it anymore.
I really want to cry.
Not only did he give me a villa, but he also wrote my name on it. That’s 50 million.
Every woman’s dream house.
"Because I'm pretty?"
Wan Jiao blinked and said calmly, "Or maybe I'm just good at yelling?"
It really barks a lot. It barked from afternoon to night yesterday.
Dong Wenyan's eyes were red, and she gritted her teeth and said, "In terms of appearance, we are evenly matched. Your legs are long, and my legs are the same length."
"I can moan in bed, too."
"Why can't I get such a good thing?"
"Jiaojiao, I can't take it anymore. I'm really envious and jealous of you. I really don't want to hide it from you. I really want to snatch this man from you right now."
Fierce, handsome, rich
No woman can remain unmoved by such a perfect man.
"That's fine with me."
Wan Jiao smiled and said, "If you can snatch him away, go for it. He's so powerful anyway, I can't handle him alone."
"Besides, I won't hide it from you. I'm not the only girlfriend he has. He has other girlfriends and other women outside."
ah?
Another girlfriend?
Dong Wenyan was stunned. When she realized what was happening, her eyes lit up and she breathed quickly as she said, "So, you said, he shouldn't mind having me as his girlfriend again. Even if I can't be his girlfriend, I can be his lover."
Wan Jiao crossed her silk legs and stretched them out, saying nonchalantly, "Do you think he's short of beautiful women?"
There will be no shortage. Just ask and you can get as much as you want.
Dong Wenyan was silent.
"It seems to me."
Wan Jiao continued, "He's not the kind of man who wants every beautiful woman he can get. Otherwise, he wouldn't have taken advantage of me so much. He's also willing to invest his feelings in me and give me such an expensive villa."
"If he wanted every woman, he wouldn't be like this now, don't you think?"
yes.
Dong Wenyan thought about her interactions with Song Cheng last night and this morning.
The man really didn't seem to have any interest in her. He didn't even look at her twice, and there was no trace of lust in his eyes when he looked at her.
Although he appeared to be very gentle and was willing to add contact information and chat for a while, he was actually quite cold.
"So, how did you take him down?"
Dong Wenyan looked expectant.
"I didn't take him down."
Wan Jiao sighed softly, "He was the one who won me over. As for why I attracted his interest in me, I'll have to ask him."
Dong Wenyan was disappointed and unwilling.
The cell phone suddenly rang.
Wan Jiao picked up the phone and took a look, and found it was an unfamiliar number. After thinking about it, she answered it.
A woman's voice rang out on the phone: "Excuse me, is this Ms. Wan Jiao?"
Wan Jiao said in a cold voice, "It's me."
The woman continued, "Hello, Ms. Wan. I'm the general manager of our Dior store. Mr. Song has selected a batch of clothes, bags, and jewelry for you and asked me to contact you."
Come again
Is it not over yet?
Wan Jiao felt sweet in her heart and smiled, "Okay, I understand. I'll leave it with you first. I'll come get it later."
What?
Dong Wenyan blinked and realized something was wrong. She couldn't help but crawl over, sticking her butt out, and moved closer.
See this.
Wan Jiao turned on the hands-free function.
The next moment, the woman's voice sounded again on the phone.
"That's right, Ms. Wan."
"Mr. Song picked a lot of things this time, so he asked us to deliver them to you personally."
"I'm already in front of the gate of Yunlong Villa."
What?
Dong Wenyan had a bad feeling.
"A bit much?"
Wan Jiao looked at him strangely and asked, "How many are there?"
The woman responded, "No more, no less than a hundred pieces, all the latest designs from our Dior brand this year."
One hundred pieces
Wan Jiao was surprised and sat up and said, "Okay, I understand. Please wait a moment, I'll have someone bring you in."
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
"Qianqian?"
Wan Jiao called the housekeeper Tang Qian and told her about this matter.
As a housekeeper, Tang Qian naturally knew what to do, and immediately left to contact the security guard to release the person.
On the sofa.
Dong Wenyan's body collapsed again, tears streaming down her face, she murmured to herself, "How cheap! I'm such a cheapskate! I'm such a bully! I'm such a bully!"
See this.
Wan Jiao burst out laughing.
"Yan Yan, why don't you go back first and have a good rest."
Back?
Where to go back?
Dong Wenyan wiped away her tears, sat up, and said with difficulty: "No, I can still hold on."
She wanted to see whether those one hundred Dior pieces were real or fake.
She was so overwhelmed with shock that she even began to suspect that the entire villa was fake and everyone was an actor acting out a show.
Who would give a 50 million villa to his girlfriend?
It's impossible even if you're married.
For rich people, property is everything. You can enjoy it, but you can't really own it.
Rich people are not stupid.
But Song Cheng just gave it to him directly and honestly, it was so fake.
She doesn't believe it!
Unless I give her a set, she won’t believe it!!!
Silently, Dong Wenyan burst into tears and began to deceive herself.
And soon.
A Porsche stopped in front of the villa gate.
Tang Qian opened the gate of the villa and went forward to lead the way. Then, the Porsche stopped in the yard and the door opened.
Four women got off the car. Judging from their clothes, one was the manager and the other three were waitresses.
In sight.
After getting out of the car, the four women became busy and began to move the beautifully packaged clothes one by one into the living room of the mansion, which was quickly filled with large and expensive carpets.
This posture.
Dong Wenyan felt sour again, and her mouth seemed to be filled with bitter water.
God.
This day is unbearable.
Thanks to the bosses for their support.
(End of this chapter)
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