Pampered wife in her arms: President, spoiled

Chapter 506 Does She Say Nothing, Yet Wants to Go to Such a Significant Festival With Him?

Even if such a necklace is placed in the window of a jewelry store, even if it is expensive, even if there are not many people who can buy it in the imperial capital, it is enough to put it there, appreciate the content of the jewelry itself, and attract everyone to pay attention.

It's more precious and meaningful than just putting it in your closet.

Thinking about it like this, Wen Qing felt a little sleepy, and slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Feng Zhe would occasionally look at the rearview mirror, and when he saw Wen Qing leaning on the sofa in the back seat and closing his eyes, he completely closed the slightly opened window and turned up the temperature of the car's heater by a few degrees.

Looking at the increasingly congested street ahead, he slowly slid the car over.

When the car stopped at the gate of the villa, Wen Qing woke up.

She checked the time on her phone, and it was already 5 pm, almost 40 minutes later than usual.

She was a little embarrassed that she had been delayed for so long on a whim.

Although Feng Zhe is her driver, anyone who has driving experience knows that driving for too long is very exhausting. She can sit in the back and take a rest when she is tired, but Feng Zhe needs to concentrate on the whole process. Looking at the road ahead.

"Sorry, if I knew it would take such a long time, I shouldn't have proposed to leave from the urban area. In fact, there is nothing to see!"

"Miss Wen, you are too polite!" Feng Zhe replied politely.

When Wen Qing entered the room, she saw Wen Lang, who had been going to school these days and came back late every day, appeared in the living room at this rare moment.

There was a brand new dress on the sofa, and she was happily gesticulating there, talking to Mu Baoman.

Turning around to look at Wen Qing, she immediately turned her face away again.

Because of what happened a few days ago, several people were more or less embarrassed.

Mu Baoman winked at Wen Lang, and Wen Lang cried out half-reluctantly and half-reluctantly.

Wen Qing nodded politely, then went upstairs and returned to her room.

Sitting at the head of the bed, I saw the thermos that Huo Ziyan brought up that night. In the past few days, Li Ma took it out regularly to change the water every day, and he should have specially asked Li Ma to do it.

Wen Qing felt that he had already paid attention to everything about her. Even if she never left this room, her basic life probably wouldn't be affected much.

He got up and went to the wardrobe, changed into a set of comfortable home clothes, opened the drawer in the middle of the wardrobe, and took out the exquisite jewelry box.

Put it on the bed, open the box, look at the dazzling and beautiful necklace, and gently trace the shape of the happy star with your fingers.

It suddenly occurred to him that Wen Lang's gesticulation of clothes just now should be for tomorrow's Christmas Eve event.

I don't know if Huo Ziyan will ask her out.

She looked up at the white ceiling on the roof, and couldn't help sighing, feeling that she was really contradictory.

Now that they are still in the cooling-off period, he also promised not to disturb her, and she hasn't talked to her father yet, and she doesn't want to make a decision so quickly.

However, she lived here, and although she didn't make up her mind to stay with him, she didn't decide to separate from him either.

And no matter how neglected she usually is, when it comes to such a festival, she will have some expectations, even though she knows that such expectations are a bit inexplicable.

She doesn't say anything, but wants to go to such a meaningful festival with him?
(End of this chapter)