Owl, Your Wife Has Dropped Her Waistcoat Again

Wen Jiuqing's voice was so cold that he said, "Get out."

For this kind of person, there is no need to give her a good look.

She thinks she has insulted others and they still have to forgive her with a smile?

Where did you hear this nonsense?

Zhao's mother was about to step forward to refute, but when she saw the coldness in Wen Jiuqing's eyes, she backed down and ran away quickly with the cheongsam in her hand.

Zuo Qingli clicked his tongue twice at her back, then came to An Ningge, grabbed her hand and looked at it carefully, "Mom, how are you? Are you okay?"

She had just seen An Ning Ge's brows furrowed in pain, but she didn't expect that woman to still let go!

An Ningge shook her head, looked at Wen Jiuqing and said, "I'm fine, I have to thank Ah Jiu."

Wen Jiuqing shook his head and signaled that she was welcome.

Several people didn't take this matter to heart, and took Old Mrs. Zuo to the jewelry district.

The necklace An Ningge customized for her is made of sterling silver. Although their family is rich, few people wear pure gold because they think it is too ostentatious. They prefer to keep it low-key.

Moreover, Mrs. Zuo’s skin looked a bit dark with gold jewelry, so An Ningge customized a silver pair for her.

Old Mrs. Zuo tried wearing it for a while, then looked at Wen Jiuqing and asked, "It doesn't look black, right?"

Wen Jiuqing smiled and shook his head.

Not only does it not look dark, but white, An Ningge has really good taste. This necklace is very flattering to the old lady in terms of material and appearance.

An Ningge smiled and said, "Mom, don't you believe my vision now?"

After hearing this, the old lady Zuo said, "Where, I think it's pretty good."

This sentence comes from the heart.

Because An Ningge originally came from a wealthy family, so she naturally had good taste.

It's a pity that her son was abducted home when the girl was eighteen years old, which made her, an old woman, very angry.

An Ningge and Mrs. Zuo both bought something, and of course Zuo Qingli and Wen Jiuqing also bought something.

Wen Jiuqing didn't want to buy it, so Mrs. Zuo took her and bought her a set of clothes, and then she was satisfied.

Several people came outside the mall carrying large and small bags. They first called the driver and asked him to drive over. Then they waited there for a while.

About five minutes later.

After the car drove over, they put their things in the trunk and then got in the car.

Halfway through the car, the driver saw the old lady Zuo and Wen Jiuqing chatting animatedly behind them, and suddenly felt a little touched in his heart.

He has been Mrs. Zuo's driver for more than ten years, and rarely sees the old lady smiling so happily.

Even Zuo Hanxiao and the others have never made the old lady so happy.

We have to thank Wen Jiuqing for all the credit.

If it weren't for her, after Mr. Zuo passed away, I would rarely see such a happy smile on Mrs. Zuo's face.

The driver thought to himself, and couldn't help but fell into a trance.

"Be careful ahead!" Wen Jiuqing's voice brought him back from his thoughts.

He looked ahead and saw a little girl not far from the car. The little girl was standing in the middle of the road, as if she was seeking death.

Mrs. Zuo, An Ningge and Zuo Qingli looked at the front attentively, and suddenly broke into a cold sweat.

The driver swallowed, and while the car was still some distance away from the little girl, he suddenly turned the steering wheel and moved in the direction of the little girl.

Zuo Qingli patted his chest and took a deep breath, "Oh my god, you scared me to death."