Villain: At the beginning, he is secretly loved by the protagonist’s mother

The next day.

Wang Zhenxing, Luo Zhuxuan and Ji Xuanxin arrived in Luodu and settled in a five-star hotel.

“Let’s go first… How about Tianwei Grotto? Luo Zhuxuan opened the map and looked at the scenic spots in Luodu.

“Let’s go to Luodu Ancient City first, I want to know if it is the prosperous Guangling Ancient City or the prosperous Luodu Ancient City.” Ji Xuanxin suggested.

“Where do you want to go first, is it a grotto or an ancient city? We listen to you. Luo Zhuxuan couldn’t make up his mind, so he looked at Wang Zhenxing.

Ji Xuanxin also looked at Wang Zhenxin, waiting for his reply.

“Let’s go closer first, but I’m going to visit my friends first, you can go shopping first, buy some beautiful clothes or something.”

Wang Zhenxing took out a subsidiary gold card from his body and handed it to the two, “Swipe it casually, you don’t need to save me money.” Luo

Zhuxuan and Ji Xuan were overjoyed, and they hugged each other one after another, and smacked on the left and right faces of Wang Zhenxing.

Although the two are not short of money, Wang Zhenxing is willing to spend money on them, and they are still very happy.

It’s just that what they don’t know is that the owner of Wang Zhenxing’s subsidiary gold card is not surnamed Wang, but surnamed Han….

Of course, Wang Zhenxing was generous, anyway, it was not his money that was spent.

At this point, it was almost an hour before lunch, and I could do something else.

After the busy, it was exactly twelve o’clock in the afternoon.

The three came to the private room of the hotel to eat.

Luo Zhuxuan and Ji Xuanxin blushed and had not yet dispersed.

A waitress waiting for the guest to order looked at them strangely.

Ji Xuanxin hung his head a little weakly.

Luo Zhuxuan looked calm, and said to the waitress calmly: “The temperature of the air conditioner here is too high, turn it down a little.” When

the waitress heard it, she understood that she had thought too much, and quickly went to lower the temperature of the air conditioner.

After Wang Zhenxing finished eating, he chartered a luxury car.

“Go to the house of the calligraphy master Zhen Qi.” Wang Zhenxing said to the driver.

“Good boss.” The driver answered and started the car to merge into the traffic.

After about twenty minutes, the car stopped in front of a courtyard.

There was a car on the side of the road outside the courtyard gate.

Someone in the car is watching this side.

Wang Zhenxing glanced at it lightly and ignored it for the time being.

Look at the courtyard door.

I saw a couplet pasted on both sides of the courtyard door.

The handwriting on the couplet is stunning, and it looks like a masterpiece.

After Wang Zhenxing got out of the car, he went to ring the doorbell.

Soon, a young and beautiful woman came to open the door.

The woman has picturesque eyebrows, wearing a cheongsam, showing her graceful figure well, with a goose egg face, snow-white and delicate skin, as if a blow bomb can be broken.

Wang Zhenxing looked at the photo and recognized the cheongsam woman as Zhen Mi.

When Wang Zhenxing looked at him, Zhen Mi also looked at Wang Zhenxing.

Before this, the best-looking man he had ever seen was Su Ming, who had been arrested for a long time.

And now Su Ming can only be ranked behind.

Zhen Mi was stunned by Wang Zhenxing’s peach blossom eyes, but soon woke up and his heart became clear.

[The heroine Zhen Mi has a favorability of +30 to the host, and the current total favorability is 30 (friendly)]

“Long admired Master Zhen Qi’s calligraphy, specially visited.” Wang Zhenxing showed a kind smile and said to Zhen Mi out loud.

“Since the gentleman is visiting, he must know the rules, right?” Zhen Mi asked tentatively.

“I know.” Wang Zhenxing nodded.

Since he came to visit the Zhen family, he naturally did his homework.

There are too many people who visit Zhen Qi in the past, but it is impossible for everyone to see it, so there is such a rule, as long as you can write a relatively good calligraphy, you have the qualification to see Zhen Qi.

Seeing Wang Zhenxing nodding, Zhen Mi saved himself from explaining, and led Wang Zhenxing into the gate of the courtyard.

There was a hut in front of the courtyard with a table and pen, ink and paper.

Wang Zhenxing walked to the table, thought for a while, and then picked up a pen and wrote casually:

“The moonrise is shining, and the people are beautiful.” Shu Yi is entangled and laborious quietly.

Zhen Mi was dumbfounded.

This calligraphy is so wonderful that it can compete with his father.

[The heroine Zhen Mi has a favorability rating of +5 to the host, and the current total favorability is 35 (friendly)]

“Fang Cai is presumptuous, the little woman Zhen Mi, dare to ask the honorific name of the gentleman?” Zhen Mi asked solemnly.

“Wang Zhenxing.”

Listening to this unfamiliar name, Zhen Mi’s beautiful eyes showed some dazedness.

Because she had never heard of it, there was a master calligraphy named Wang Zhenxing.

“How come I’ve never heard this poem?” Zhen Mi’s attention left the calligraphy and was quickly drawn to the verses.

“In the clumsy work, the girl naturally has not heard of it.” Wang Zhenxing explained with a smile.

“Mr. Wang, you are too modest, if this is all clumsy, but there are not many good poetry in the world.”

Born in a family of scholars, Zhen Mi’s literary level is very high.

“Miss Meng praised, it is an honor to be under it.” Wang Zhenxing said.

“The poem should be more than sixteen words, right?” Zhen Mi asked with great interest.

She usually writes poetry herself, and has also written some good works, which have been unanimously praised by everyone in the literary circle.

“See Ling Zun still have to make a complete poem?” Wang Zhenxing sold Guanzi.

When a woman is eager to know something, she must not say it directly, but keep the other party curious.

Experienced Wang Zhenxing naturally understands this truth.

Zhen Mi itched to know the follow-up to the poem, but seeing that the other party did not say, it was not good to force it unreasonably.

“Of course not as poetry, sir, please come with me.” Zhen Mi made an inviting gesture, inadvertently twisting his slender waist and walking in front to lead the way.

Wang Zhenxing followed behind and subconsciously looked at it, feeling pleasing to the eye.

“Arrived sir.” Zhen Mi came to a study room, turned around and said to Wang Zhenxing.

Wang Zhenxing hurriedly put away his chaotic eyes, and his eyes became solemn and straight.

Walk into the study.

Wang Zhenxing saw a middle-aged man standing in front of the table, with his left hand behind his back, his right hand holding a pen, and the pen walking the dragon snake.

Let’s not look at the calligraphy first, just look at the posture and know that it is not simple.

Wang Zhenxing and Zhen Mi were speechless, and after the middle-aged man stopped writing, the latter said:

“Father, there are guests visiting you.”

This middle-aged man was Zhen Mi’s father, the master of calligraphy, Zhen Qi.

“Mi Mi, you take me a ink treasure and give it to this guest, and then send the guest out.” Zhen Qi looked sad, and had no intention of seeing guests at all.

Zhen Mi nodded, and was about to say something to Wang Zhenxing.

“The poetry is good, the ambition is magnificent, but it is a pity that the words are dull, empty and tangible, and boneless.” Wang Zhenxing’s gaze swept over the calligraphy that Zhen Qi had just written and commented.

Zhen Qi was stunned, then looked at Wang Zhenxing, impressed by his temperament and image, and praised:

“Your Excellency’s eyesight is extraordinary, but unfortunately you did not come at the right time, otherwise we would definitely become best friends.”

Seeing Zhen Qi’s gaze, Wang Zhenxing looked at him seriously, and quickly understood why the middle-aged Zhen Qi wrote with a dull feeling.