Mr. Wei, Ma'am, she's going to poach the heroine again.

Chapter 239 Why You Still Call Me Mr. Wei
When it came to the matter of having a child, Zhao Shuhua and the two elders of the Wei family had surprisingly the same goal, their foreheads were throbbing, and Wei Xingyan picked up Fashion Weekly a little annoyed, and put it on his lap.

have a baby?He really thought, but, he expressed his feelings to Gu Miaomiao, but he was like a normal person, he didn't reply at all, what?Where did he go to school?

The surrounding air pressure suddenly dropped, Wei Xingyan lowered his head, and involuntarily pinched the Fashion Weekly in his hands into several creases.
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While Gu Miaomiao and Bai Xiaoye were still standing there waiting for the subway, Wei Xingyan's news came back.

Unlocking the screen, looking at the 36-second unread voice on the phone page, Gu Miaomiao couldn't help but be surprised. She remembered that the big villain Mr. Wei has always cherished words like gold, and he didn't even know how to type. nonsense.

The last time I sent a voice message to her, it seemed that I was threatening to pull out her tongue, but when I suddenly realized that I remembered everything about him so clearly, Gu Miaomiao's eyes flashed a slight strangeness.

[Miaomiao, don't be in a hurry, take Xiaoye to have fun first, you can send me or Ah Yan an address in the evening, so that I can let him pick you up. 】

The subway station was full of voices, but Zhao Shuhua's slightly excited voice came from Wei Xingyan's chat box, and his brows frowned suddenly. Before Gu Miaomiao could respond, there was a "ding dong", and several messages popped up on WeChat again. .

Wei Xingyan: [Picture]

Wei Xingyan: [Picture]

Wei Xingyan: [Picture]

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Wei Xingyan: [See if there is anything you like, my mother asked me to give it to you. 】

With just a few short sentences, Gu Miaomiao could even imagine Wei Xingyan's expression when he sent these messages. After hesitating for a while, Gu Miaomiao opened those pictures one by one.

Wind Kiss - 150000 RMB.

Autumn grass - 80000 RMB.

Lover—100000 RMB.

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Seeing those pictures that seemed to be taken in a certain fashion magazine, with hundreds of thousands of prices hanging underneath, Gu Miaomiao was simply dumbfounded.

Good guy, this is too exaggerated. A set of clothes costs hundreds of thousands. Is this thing made of gold?Unable to resist "tsk tut" twice, Gu Miaomiao quickly clicked on the edit box and declined.

Gu Miaomiao: [No, no, I have clothes to wear, besides, such expensive clothes are not suitable for me. 】

A minute later, Wei Xingyan's message came back, still only one sentence.

Wei Xingyan: [My mother asked me to give it to you. 】

Gu Miaomiao: [These clothes are too expensive, it's better not to waste money. 】

Wei Xingyan: [My mother asked me to give it to you. 】

Gu Miaomiao: "..."

If it wasn't for WeChat, she almost thought that Wei Xingyan had set up an automatic reply, and sighed helplessly, remembering that Wei Xiaochen seemed to owe her a year's worth of food, so forget it, and just let Wei Xingyan help her pay back. Well, thinking about it this way, Gu Miaomiao finally accepted it.

Gu Miaomiao: [Then thank you, Mr. Wei, as long as you find something suitable. 】

It took a long time for Wei Xingyan to reply after sending the message. This time, he sent a voice message, "Didn't you agree to call me by my name? Why do you still call me Mr. Wei?"

His voice was the same as usual, cold and dignified, and nothing unusual could be heard, but Gu Miaomiao's heart still twitched uncontrollably. After staring at the voice for a long time, Gu Miaomiao still didn't reply.

(End of this chapter)