Pampering Handbook of Rich Flowers

Chapter 139 The Importance of Communication

After all, the call to Wen Qing was a hurdle in Tong En's heart.

She waited for a few days, and waited until her embarrassment subsided before asking Wen Qing to go shopping together, and Wen Qing happily went to the appointment.

The two met at a shopping building. Wen Qing drove a convertible blue-purple Lamborghini, which was extremely cool. The classic combination of luxury cars and beauties attracted countless people to stop frequently along the way, and some even took their phones to take videos.

Tong En was a little shy at first, but when she saw Wen Qing, all the thoughts in her mind disappeared, and she turned into big lemons one after another.

Woohoo, she is so sour!
When Wen Qing got out of the car and saw Wen Qing's outfit, Tong En immediately became even more sour.

Women who have never had children are indeed different. Although Wen Qing has been married for three years, she still has the temperament of a young girl.

Wen Qing wore a pale pink sleeveless top, a snow-white pleated skirt, and a pair of casual black sneakers. While exposing her slender limbs, she also highlighted her good figure. She wrote all four words of youthful vitality On the body.

Tong En is also very beautiful today, beauties always dress up carefully when they meet each other.

Sister Tong wore a smoky gray tight-fitting long dress. Her beautiful long curly hair was tied behind her head in a delicate bun, pinned with a diamond clip, and paired with two large silver hoop earrings. My sister's innate baby face is innocent yet charming.

After the two beauties walk together, the rate of return is as high as 100%.

As soon as Tong En met, she rushed over and gave Wen Qing a big hug: "Long time no see, Xiao Qingqing, I miss you so much."

Wen Qing looked at her with mocking almond eyes: "Enen, aren't you going to explain to me what happened to the phone call that day?"

Tong En's old face flushed, she has a straightforward personality, and she won't stagger the subject like Wen Qing: "It's that guy Cheng Jiayi, he thought your number was Tong Bai, that's why..."

Wen Qing was surprised: "What does this have to do with Tong Bai? The misunderstanding between you hasn't been explained clearly?"

Thinking of Cheng Jiayi's appearance, Tong En couldn't help but secretly smiled: "I want to make it clear that he won't give me a chance. But now it's... still, it's fun, so let's do it first."

She expressed it in a very euphemistic way.

Wen Qing was dumbfounded: "He already wants to call Tong Bai, do you still think it's fun?"

Tong En winked at her: "Xiao Qingqing, you don't understand this. Sometimes between couples, proper role-playing or other emotional adjustments will add a lot of freshness and excitement..."

She approached Wen Qing with a smirk: "Xiao Qingqing, you and your Luo Chaosheng..."

Wen Qing decisively changed the subject: "Look! Hermès has released a new dress again, and the new product for this season is so beautiful!"

Tong En pursed his lips, is there anything we can't talk about?She looked helplessly at the direction Wen Qing was pointing at, and then her eyes lit up.

"really beautiful!"

High-end shopping malls all have the function of door-to-door delivery. The two of them went shopping all morning, and the shopping receipt alone was almost one meter long.

When shifting positions, Tong En touched Wen Qing's new car with envy again: "I remember you didn't drive this one last time, did you buy a new one, it's very expensive..."

In the end, even she herself noticed the sourness in her tone.

Wen Qing didn't notice it: "It's okay, I like the body feeling of Lamborghini, so I often go to their house to buy cars. Some time ago, they said that they would release a black and gold limited edition. I was very interested, but the salesman told me that it was already It was booked by a mysterious buyer."

There was a touch of regret in her tone: "This one belongs to the other one of the same style and different colors, so it's a low match."

Tong En: "..."

We are different, Xiao Qingqing, you are so proud.

While the two were eating, Wen Qing was still trying to persuade Tong En.

"Enen, you'd better communicate with Cheng Jiayi, at least let him know that Sisi is his daughter."

Tong En: "Do you think I don't want to say it, but every time I see him indulging in the role-playing script he created and having fun, I don't think it's necessary to say it or not."

Wen Qing looked at Tong En in puzzlement, Tong En sighed for a rare moment of seriousness.

"You know what happened before. In the final analysis, I was sorry for him. If I didn't hurt him back then, he wouldn't have almost died in that small country."

"If it makes him happy like this, I actually don't mind staying with him at all."

"You think he does these things for fun?"

Wen Qing discovered for the first time that Sister Tong, who has rich experience in love, probably doesn't understand what love is at all.

"Of course he is happy." Tong En winked at Wen Qing: "Xiao Qingqing is not full, my sister will take you to explore a new world in the afternoon."

Mysterious shopping store.

Wen Qing finally knew the specific sources of those engagement gifts that Sister Tong gave her.

Looking at all kinds of ears, tails and bells hanging all over the wall, the little underwear with little fabric, and some weird little toys, Wen Qing blushed instantly.

Sister Tong has been in the mood since she entered the store, with a serious face, and she picked out the products sold in the room with relish.

Wen Qing was reminded of bad memories by the furry cat ears, she blushed and followed behind Tong En, walking aimlessly, without any intention of touching any products.

"No way, you? You've been married for so long, are you still embarrassed to see this?"

Sister Tong teased Wen Qing as if she had discovered some alien.

"Is that guy Luo Chaosheng so boring?"

Wen Qing raised her eyebrows and stared at her, and retorted angrily: "It's because your little milk dog can't play, and the calls are all coming to me."

Sister Tong's face was disheveled, completely defeated.

She quickly launched a second wave of attacks, and patted Wen Qing's shoulder with a smile: "Xiao Qingqing, just take whatever you like, I'll treat you."

Wen Qing shook her head resolutely: "Don't tell me, Enen, just buy your own, don't be so polite with me."

Tong En looked at her with a smirk, a pair of fox-like eyes seemed to have hooks: "Even if you don't like it, are you sure that your family is not interested?"

Wen Qing calmly refused with red ears: "There is no misunderstanding between me and A Luo, and there is no need to resolve it in this way."

Sister Tong almost vomited blood and lost again.

But Sister Tong is a strange person, so she cheered up quickly, hooked Wen Qing's shoulder and said, "Xiao Qingqing, since you don't like it, come over and help me choose two."

Wen Qing shook her head like a rattle, she hesitated to speak, "Enen, actually, I think that most of the time, what you need to do is to communicate, not..."

Tong En took down a set of black lace underwear from the wall, and said with a smile: "It sounds reasonable, but how to implement it?"

She looked at Wen Qing curiously: "Xiao Qingqing, that guy Luo Chaosheng doesn't seem easy to talk to. How do you communicate with him?"

Wen Qing: "..."

She instantly remembered some strange images, and felt her face getting hotter.

Tong En winked at her: "What's the matter, you keep asking me to communicate, why don't you tell me when I ask you how?"

Wen Qing silently blushed and stared at a bunch of rabbit ears: "Let me help you choose two sets of clothes."

Sister Tong laughed.

In the third round, Sister Tong finally won a round, KO.

A certain entertainment club in Shanghai, full of sensuality and feasting.

Luo Chaosheng sat in the C seat of a private room, playing with the mobile phone in his hand with a worried expression, and repeatedly confirmed the latest news of Wen Qing sent to him by Lin Ji over and over again.

He knew she was going shopping with Tong En, but why did they go to... an adult goods store?

Luo Chao had a black face.

Since the last time Tong En sent educational videos to Wen Qing, he didn't want Wen Qing to have any more contact with that woman.

Right now, he feels even more that if Wen Qing and Tong En are allowed to hang out together, sooner or later his Qingqing will be spoiled by others.

Thinking of this, he suddenly realized that the people who gathered with him today were not much better than Tong En.

This private room is about 100 square meters, and the inside is very large, with drinks, Pai Gow, singing, entertainment and all kinds of equipment.

Today belongs to a small-scale gathering of a certain influential class in Shanghai. There are a total of ten men present here, including Luo Chaosheng, all of whom have a monthly income of more than nine figures. Whoever you take out alone, you can do it in Shanghai. The identity of walking sideways.

A party full of men will inevitably cause some trouble.

In the private room, on the bohemian-style carpet, sitting or lying, squatting or kneeling, there are twenty young and beautiful women with scantily clad clothes.

Luo Chaosheng had no interest in these things, but since they were all here, he couldn't just turn his face away and just sit on the sofa with a polite pretense.

Compared with the other men who more or less have all kinds of deformities in appearance, it is really rare for Luo Chaosheng's image to appear in this kind of place, and those girls swarmed towards his legs.

According to the rules of the club, the ladies can only move around on the carpet and cannot touch the sofa where the guests sit, unless the guests invite them, and they cannot take the initiative to have physical contact with the guests.

Therefore, the distance between Luo Chaosheng's legs was about ten centimeters, one left and one right, with him as the center, surrounded by four women.

Huan fat, swallows and thin are all different, and even the expressions of beauties are different.

There were delicate ones, glamorous ones, cute ones, and even the woman who stretched out her little hand and meowed at him after he just looked down.

The other men laughed enviously at Luo Chaosheng: "Little Luo, don't be restrained, just pick what you like to play."

Luo Chaosheng got a headache from the smell of their perfume, and felt that he was really spending money to pay for it today.

He ignored the flattering woman, got up directly, stepped over the group of women surrounded by layers, and went to the Pai Gow table.

When the man at the table saw him coming, he was flattered, and someone automatically made room for him.

The current business scope of the Luo family in Shanghai belongs to one big family, and everyone present is somewhat flattering to Luo Chaosheng.

After playing two rounds of cards, Luo Chaosheng won two rounds in a row. He began to feel that something was wrong, and those people deliberately let him win by feeding cards in various ways.

In the third round, Luo Chaosheng's playing style was obviously much more cautious than in the first two rounds. Before each card was played, he would lower his eyes and think for a while.

When the long eyelashes drooped, they left a fan-shaped shadow under his shallow eye sockets, which made the woman next to his legs itchy, and even had the courage to touch him secretly without Luo Chaosheng's permission. His calves.

As soon as his fingers touched his straight trousers, Luo Chaosheng frowned, and looked down at the person beside him: "What are you doing?"

His tone was not too bad, and he even carried the usual gentleness on the poker table. The woman tentatively showed him a flattering smile.

"I, I like you..."

The liking of this kind of place has another meaning. Immediately, the other three players on the poker table cast meaningful glances at Luo Chaosheng.

Someone laughed loudly: "President Xiao Luo is very lucky."

Luo Chaosheng also curled his lips, and the woman felt a little more embarrassed under his gentle gaze, and lowered her eyes shyly.

The next second, Luo Chaosheng indifferently pressed the security bell and called the security: "You are a five-star entertainment club, and the various service systems should be well established. I don't like this kind of service personnel who violate the rules and regulations. She took her away, and I hope I won't let me meet her again here."

Everyone in the audience: "..."

The woman: "...?..."

The woman was quickly dragged down by the security guard with a look of disbelief.

Several men in the private room were holding the beauties in their arms, and the expressions on their faces were not much better than those of the woman just now.

"President Xiao Luo..."

"I'm sorry, the control at home is relatively strict, which makes everyone laugh."

Luo Chaosheng calmly exposed his hand wearing the wedding ring, and then smiled politely under the suddenly enlightened eyes of everyone: "Everyone, don't worry about the little episode just now, you can do whatever you want."

At the same time as the voice fell, he played a card casually, and he exclaimed to the woman in the man's arms at the table: "Wow, sir, you won!"

The face on the other table was as black as the bottom of a pot, Luo Chaosheng looked at him lightly, with a warm complexion: "Congratulations."

On the table: "..."

Just like that, after two more rounds of poker, Luo Chaosheng continued to lose. The expressions of the people at the table became more and more serious, but the smile in Luo Chaosheng's eyes gradually deepened.

In the last game, he played casually and won again. He won a big game this time, and almost won back all the losses in the previous games. Only then did those people quietly breathe a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Luo Chaosheng's cell phone rang, and he motioned for everyone to continue, and went to the balcony to answer the call.

"Have they come out? Send me the location."

When he returned to the private room, he casually picked up his coat and put it on his forearm: "The family has to take a step ahead. Today I invite you to play as you please. You must have fun."

It wasn't until he walked out of that room that the warm smile on Luo Chaosheng's face disappeared instantly, leaving only a cold glow in his eyes.

This party was too boring, it wasted his whole day, and he would never come again.

In the shopping mall, Wen Qing and Tong En walked out slowly with a cup of milk tea in each hand, just in time to encounter someone accosting them.

It's a young boy, about 178, wearing a brand-name football uniform, exuding vigor from top to bottom.

Tong En thought it was aimed at Wen Qing, so he ignored it, but the boy walked up to her with a bright smile: "Beautiful sister, I have been observing you for a long time, and my heartbeat speeds up once I look at it, can I ask you for a WeChat?" Contact information?"

(End of this chapter)