He remembered that Wen Wan was obviously very satisfied when he sent these clothes.
Why are you not satisfied now?
Could it be that the reason why she felt satisfied a few days ago was because she stayed at home and he was the only one who saw what she was wearing, so it didn't matter to her.
And now, she suddenly wasn't satisfied at all, just because Mu Zimo The thought that suddenly appeared in his heart made Mu Chenyuan's face darken.
He glanced at the clothes of different styles in the wardrobe, then chose a decent coat and handed it to Wen Wan.
He opened his eyes and said nonsense: "Well, I think this dress is good.
It should look good on you."
The Wen Wan in front of him took the clothes in his hand and put them in front of her to try on.
When she saw herself in the mirror, who was about to turn into a passerby, she couldn't help but frown and glanced at Mu Chen suspiciously. deep.
"Is it because I dress so ugly that your aesthetics have become so bad now?
It seems I need to pay more attention to my image in the future."
After Wen Wan finished speaking, she hung up the clothes in her hands and changed into a waist-cinching short skirt from the spring collection.
Seeing Wen Wan carrying the clothes out of the cloakroom, the depression in Mu Chenyuan's eyes couldn't help but become a little thicker.
He was very sure that his presence was no longer in Wen Wan's eyes at this time.
Mu Chenyuan glanced at the closet depressedly, then casually took a black suit and put it on before walking out.
After waiting in the bedroom for a while, and after Wen Wan had packed up, the two of them set off to Country H, along with Qing Yan.
At the same time in the capital, it was night.
Lu Jingchen had something happen to his project in South Africa in the past two days.
After receiving a call from Ji Chi, he went directly to South Africa.
Because he was worried that Song Qingyou and Song Nianchen were not safe in the prosperous Huating, Lu Jingchen sent them to Lu Zhai when he left.
At this moment, Song Nianchen was sitting on the sofa with a miserable look on his face, holding the sleepy Song Shishi in his arms.
Next to him sat Xu Lei, who had been talking non-stop since dinner.
"Chen Bao, did you hear what I said to you?"
Xu Lei talked for a long time but didn't hear Song Nianchen's answer.
She couldn't help lowering her head and looked at Song Nianchen next to her.
When she saw his hopeless face, her face was startled, and then she asked.
Hearing Xu Lei's question, Song Nianchen couldn't help but sigh secretly.
He did not answer her question directly, but looked at Xu Lei curiously.
"Grandma, did my little uncle often stay with you when he was little?"
Xu Lei didn't know what Song Nianchen meant, she just nodded without hesitation.
"Yeah, that brat will follow me if he doesn't."
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Nianchen immediately showed a look that was indeed true.
"No wonder, compared to my dad, my uncle's IQ is obviously not at the same level."
At this time, Xu Lei, if she hadn't heard the disgust in Song Nianchen's words, then she was really a bit As soon as Song Nianchen finished speaking, Xu Lei stretched out her hand and pinched his little face, and said with an unconvinced look on her face: "What are you talking about?
If your uncle hadn't been influenced by me, with your grandfather's point of view, Gene, do you think he can become what he is now?"
After hearing Xu Lei's words, Song Nianchen nodded in agreement.
He also thinks so.
If Lu Jingchuan hadn't been so poisoned by Xu Lei over the years, then with Lu Qing's excellent genes, he wouldn't have become what he is now.
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