There is a Breeze When He Laughs

Chapter 115: From a blind date

  Chapter 115 Blind Date Gifts

   "Mr. Lu, my birthday is past."

"I know."

  Know that she still gave her a birthday present?

  Lu Shixiu glanced at the gift bag in his hand, "I wish your father a happy birthday."

  Warm and pleasant: "..."

  I won’t explain it earlier. In the situation just now, anyone would think it was given to her!

  Sure enough, the brain circuits of the rich cannot keep up with ordinary people like her.

   "Hehe, Mr. Lu, my father and you are not relatives, you are actually..."

   "After all, he was once the blind date of his daughter."

  Wen and pleasant mouth twitched, so give some gifts under the blessing?

  Today is indeed her father’s birthday.

  Wen Mingyuan always likes to be simple. He has lived for almost 50 years and only held a birthday party at the age of 30. Over time, she and her family got used to it. At this day, I would like to say a lot of blessings.

  But it’s inexplicable. Why do you feel that Lu Shixiu was a little ashamed when she gave this gift today, and wanted to make a birthday party for her father temporarily?

   "Mr. Lu, bless me to accept it for my dad first, but even if this gift is left, you and my dad have never really contacted, so there is no need to spend money."

  Lu Shixiu raised his eyebrows, and asked in a cold voice, "Are you your father?"

"what?"

  "It's not expensive," she forced the gift bag into her hand, and then turned into the car very handsomely, "You can choose to throw it away."

  Wen Yiren didn't even react, Lu Shixiu's car had already drove away.

  Who, there’s nowhere to use the money if there’s too much money, you can cash it out, what's the use of giving gifts?

  After experiencing the last skin care product incident, Wen Yiren has deeply understood that Lu Shixiu’s mouth is not expensive. It may be really not expensive for him, but for ordinary people like her, it is a sky-high luxury.

  As soon as I got home, a scent of rice came to my nose. Wen Yiren noticed that his parents were squeezing in the kitchen to cook, and the two of them were getting tired from time to time and fed each other.

   shook the goose bumps on her body and put the gift bag on the dining table. In fact, she was quite curious. What would Lu Shixiu give her father?

  As she thought, even on Dad’s birthday, the food is still very homely.

  Three dishes and one soup, this year is an exception, with a little cake.

   "This cake is definitely not what you bought!"

  Zhao Yuxia smiled and opened the chair, “It was given by a patient of your father, eh, what is in this bag, did you spend money on buying gifts for your father?”

   "No, someone asked me to give it to Dad instead of him."

  "Give it to me? Is it Ziqin who wants to repair the relationship with you?"

  Wen Yiren rolled his eyes, "He Ziqin and Xu Yizheng are getting tired of it now, and they are ready to take them back to see their parents."

Wen Mingyuan snorted coldly, "I still understand you, Uncle He and Aunt He. If you take Xu Yi back at this time, you will only be kicked out of He's house." Having said that, Wen Mingyuan shook his head and sighed, "It's a pity that their husband and wife are so nice. Man, how did you give birth to such a son."

   "Dad, what do you do for him on a good day, how unlucky, you can open the gift first!"

  Wen Mingyuan has some vision. Just look at the gift bag and you will know that the gifts inside are expensive. "Yi Ren, did you buy it yourself, afraid that Dad would scold you and say that someone else gave it?"

  "Am I the kind of person who is willing to spend money to buy you gifts?"

  Wen Mingyuan: "???"

  Zhao Yuxia: "..."

   His eyes blinked, his elbows propped on the table and his chin rested on his palms, “It was given by the blind date who was born well last time, but unfortunately, because of your daughter, I look pretty and want to pursue me.”

  (End of this chapter)

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