The Prodigal Son: I Can Foresee the Future

Changguang City.

Yihe Garden Community.

Wen Yuanyuan's family lives here.

Like the community where Chen Anying lives, Yihe Garden is also an old community that has been built for 17 or 18 years.

The total floor height is only five floors, and there is no elevator.

It seems that Wen Zongxian was once a cadre of a state-owned factory, and this house was allocated to him at the time.

Later, the factory was transferred to a private person, and Wen Zongxian bought this house with his savings.

9:10 am.

Ford Raptor drove into the community.

Wen Yuanyuan was wearing a beige coat and seemed to have been waiting here for a long time.

And except for her...

There was no one to greet them.

Wen Zongxian's family was nowhere to be seen, and even Wen Minghao didn't come out to help carry things.

According to Lin Jialing's words, this was already impolite.

However, Lin Ming and Lin Zechuan also knew what kind of character Wen Zongxian's family had, not to mention Lin Zhengfeng.

So no one cared.

"Thank you for your hard work."

Seeing everyone get off the car, Wen Yuanyuan hurried over and said.

"It's hard to take a long ride?" Lin Ming said with a smile.

Lin Zechuan said: "It's another matter whether we are tired or not. Zhengfeng is eager to marry you. He kept urging me to drive faster on the road. I almost stepped on the accelerator into the tank."

"Get out!"

Lin Zhengfeng glared at Lin Zechuan unhappily.

Then he said to Wen Yuanyuan distressedly: "Didn't I tell you to go home and wait, and we will call you when we arrive? It's so cold, why did you run out?"

"It's not cold, I'm not cold at all when I see you." Wen Yuanyuan smiled warmly.

"You are not cold when you see Zhengfeng, right?" Lin Zechuan teased.

Lin Ming also waved his hand: "Okay, okay, you two stop showing off your affection here, hurry up and get your things!"

Wen Yuanyuan pursed her lips and said: "I'm sorry to bother you two to come all the way to help. My dad and my brother..."

She wanted to find an excuse so as not to embarrass herself.

Lin Zechuan waved his hand and said: "Wen Yuanyuan, don't talk to us about these useless things. Why should we talk about those two families when we are one family? Zhengfeng can marry you, which is his blessing for eight lifetimes. We are so happy for him, how can we miss this little thing?"

"Yes!"

Lin Ming also nodded and said: "This is just the beginning. We still have to help when you get married. If you really feel embarrassed, then... let's make a scene in the bridal chamber?"

Wen Yuanyuan smiled helplessly.

Lin Zhengfeng said, "I warn you two, you can make trouble in the bridal chamber, but you can only make trouble with me, not my wife, understand?"

"Look how anxious you are." Lin Zechuan laughed.

A car full of things.

Wen Zongxian and Wenminghao never showed up from beginning to end.

Lin Ming and the other two went upstairs again and again, and it took more than half an hour.

Their legs were thin, and they were exhausted and panting.

In the process.

Lin Ming and Lin Zechuan saw Wen Zongxian sitting on the sofa watching TV, while Wenminghao was lying on the balcony playing with his mobile phone.

He Fengying was in the kitchen, seemingly busy with lunch.

After taking all the things.

Wen Yuanyuan asked the three to sit down and served them tea and water.

Wen Zongxian just raised his eyes and didn't even say hello.

He Fengying ran out at some point.

Just like that, in front of Lin Ming and the other two, he actually started to count the eight items.

Wen Yuanyuan was so embarrassed and angry.

She pulled Wen Minghao aside.

He said to He Fengying: "Did you count it? Everything was delivered as you asked? Are you satisfied now?"

"What's your attitude, you little girl? How can you talk to your mother like that?"

He Fengying snorted: "This is the custom here. Marriage is a big deal. Is it wrong for me to count it? Or is it for your own good? It's good enough that I didn't ask Lin Zhengfeng for those expensive things. Don't be so arrogant!"

"What do you mean by 'we are being arrogant'? Don't you think there's something wrong with what you said?"

Wen Yuanyuan said angrily: "How can you count it in front of me? How can you let Zhengfeng and the others get away with it? Besides, you call this for my own good? The eight items prepared by Zhengfeng, including the deposit, are almost 20,000 yuan. You know what our conditions are. If we don't pay it back, we will have to pay it back when the time comes?"

"If you can talk, just say a few words. If you can't, just get out of the way. I don't want to reason with you!" He Fengying snorted.

Wen Yuanyuan was very angry.

But this is her mother after all, she can't say anything unpleasant.

Lin Ming and others sat on the sofa on the side, pretending not to hear anything.

Anyway, it's not the first time they know about He Fengying's rudeness.

"Dad."Lin Zhengfeng hesitated for a moment.

Then he said with a stiff face: "The time is written here. Let's prepare it here when the time comes, so as not to make any mistakes."

After that, Lin Zhengfeng placed the red paper with the time written in front of Wen Zongxian.

Wen Zongxian glanced at the red paper.

He said: "The time is another matter. I want to ask you, is the house you mentioned last time true or false?"

Lin Zhengfeng was stunned.

Then he said: "Of course it is true. It is in Rose Garden, and it is well decorated. After Yuanyuan and I get married, we can buy some furniture and live there. It will be quick to get the certificate."

"The house in Rose Garden is not cheap. It is basically the most expensive area in Changguang City. Can you afford it?" Wenminghao's weird voice came.

Lin Zhengfeng pursed his lips and said nothing.

Wen Zongxian said again: "I left in a hurry last time and didn't have time to tell you in detail. Now tell me, how big is the house? How much is it? Full payment or loan?"

"About 270 square meters, 4.3 million, full payment." Lin Zhengfeng did not hide it.

"Hehe..."

Just as he finished speaking, Wenminghao's sneer came again.

"I say, Lin Zhengfeng, there should be a limit to bragging, right?"

"If you say it's about one million and bought it with a loan, we may believe it."

"With your family's conditions, you can't even take out a 300,000 betrothal gift. How can you buy a house worth more than 4 million?"

"It's still 270 square meters. Do you have to tell us that it's like the super large floor-to-ceiling windows and the large flat with wraparound screens on TV? What nonsense are you talking about?"

Lin Zhengfeng took a deep breath and turned to look at Wenminghao.

"Didn't I give you the 300,000 yuan betrothal gift?"

Wen Minghao curled his lips: "I did give it to you, but my sister said that your mother is planning to sell the house in her hometown, and it is estimated that she can only barely collect the betrothal money? You can't buy a house worth more than 4 million yuan by selling blood, right?"

Hearing this, Wen Yuanyuan's face changed drastically!

She also accidentally mentioned Zheng Wanling's plan to sell the house during the quarrel.

Unexpectedly, Wen Minghao is now using this matter to squeeze Lin Zhengfeng.

This is simply rubbing Lin Zhengfeng's face on the ground!