Chapter 38: My dear, sweet and well-behaved

. As soon as Chi left the door, the private room became quiet, which made Wen Ran a little uneasy.

Wen Ran didn't know what was waiting for him.

"Miss Wen is so beautiful and beautiful."

The compliments reached her ears before the person arrived, but as a greeting, they sounded a bit frivolous.

Wen Ran did not immediately follow the sound and look over. Instead, he raised his chin slightly and slowly turned his head.

It happened that this person also came to her.

He is a tall and thin young man with a fair face.

Although he is not handsome in an unforgettable way, he can still be regarded as Zhou Zheng.

It's just that the eyes were the same as Jabawi's, with black and blue eyes, looking like he was overindulging in lust.

Seeing her looking over, her smile became more frivolous.

First impression was not good.

The man was minding his own business and sat on the single sofa on the side, and even tugged towards Wen Ran.

However, the sofa was too heavy, so he didn't move it, which looked a little funny.

"Hello, Miss Wen, I am the eldest young master of the Jia family, Jia Zheng."

Jia Zheng said and stretched out his hand to Wen Ran, as if he wanted to shake her hand.

But being too eager made Wen Ran very disgusted.

"Hello, I'm Wen Ran."

She raised her hand and brushed the broken hair around her ears, just missing his stretched out hand.

This move is similar to the one the man used to avoid Jabawi's hand before. It can be said that he has learned it now and used it now.

Jia Zheng retracted his hand in embarrassment, a little dissatisfied with Wen Ran's lack of appreciation.

But thinking about what his subordinates said to him just now.

He knew that his father wanted to test Wen Ran, and since time was tight, he could only go straight to the point.

But he was thinking in his heart, if this little girl doesn't have a deep background, he will definitely play with her until she can't close her legs!

"I don't know which Wen family in China Miss Wen is from. We got to know each other today. When we have the opportunity, my father and I will come to visit her!" "

This is to find out her bottom.

Wen Ran was prepared, but she didn't panic.

"I don't dare to take it seriously. I have already made the clan leader angry because I eloped with my dear. Unless I break up with my dear, I will not be able to go back."

Wen Ran had thought this out in advance.

Speaking of the patriarch, it means that her family is a big family with a strong heritage.

Although her family is angry at her now and disowns her, as long as she breaks up with her man, she still has support and is not someone who can be bullied casually.

It seems that everything has been said but there is no useful information, which is the most bluffing thing.

"So that's it. I don't know which city Miss Wen's family is from. Maybe my father knows her and can be a lobbyist."

This was the intention to get to the bottom of things

. Wen Ran's nervous toes curled up.

Suddenly I felt that the Jia family might not just want to cooperate with Romanov.

If it was just a matter of pure cooperation, then there was no need for them to get to the bottom of this person who appeared out of nowhere. They had to know how much weight she had.

Could they be trying to seduce Romanov

? Wen Ran's heart suddenly rose.

If this is the case, then her vague words may not fool Jia Zheng.

"Miss Wen, your family is so small that no one has ever heard of it."

Wen Ran has been at school and home for nineteen years. How has he ever seen such a scene?

Fortunately, she reacted slowly and had a calm temper. Even if she was a little panicked, she suppressed it.

She silently thought to herself, no matter how scary the pretty boy in front of her is, he is not as scary as Romanov!

She is not even afraid of him, so what else is there to be afraid of?

Wen Ran imitated the man's sneer. Although he could not grasp the essence, there was still two or three points. resemblance.

"Of course a small family is not as prominent as the Jia family."

This rhetorical question makes a big difference.

But I don't know if Jia Zheng really has no brains, or if he wants to know her details even if he offends Wen Ran.

He stood up suddenly, the smile on his face faded and he was full of aggression.

Wen Ran also stood up.

"I was just curious..." When Jia Zheng spoke, he took advantage of his height and long arms to grab the tail of the gauze scarf wrapped around Wen Ran's neck.

With a tug, the white gauze crossed her neck and fell to the ground, revealing her mottled white skin.

Jia Zheng's eyes changed instantly.

"It's true." When Jia Zheng came in, besides being attracted by Wen Ran's innocent and charming little face, he also noticed her neck.

There was a slight blush under the tulle, and he felt it definitely didn't look like an injury.

Now when he saw it, it turned out to be a hickey!

This mark made him wonder how intense the situation was.

I don't know if this gentle and sweet-looking girl is flirtatious or not...

The more he thought about it, the drier his throat became. "Miss Wen is playing quite wildly," he

said while taking another step forward.

Wen Ran didn't want to lose his momentum, but he was still pressing against her.

She could only take a step back, her calves pressed against the edge of the sofa, and she shouted in a low voice: "You are so rude!"

Jia Zheng smiled obscenely, "Is being polite just for fun like Miss Wen?"

This was no longer a test. .

Wen Ran looked at the other party's hand reaching towards him.

She subconsciously wanted to escape to the side.

But out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the door and stepped in with the toes of his combat boots.

Wen Ran stabilized instantly.

He raised his hand and slapped Jia Zheng hard on the face.

She almost used all her strength to suck the milk. She was frightened and excited after fanning, and her palms trembled slightly uncontrollably.

"I don't think I am the eldest lady of the Wen family now, but I am still Romanov's lover! Please be more respectful!"

Wen Ran looked stern and felt guilty. After drinking, she hurriedly glanced at the door with her peripheral vision.

Seeing that the man had already stepped in, she was about to breathe a sigh of relief.

But suddenly he became afraid.

What if the man wanted to be friends with Jia Bawei, and she slapped Jia Zheng now, what if he didn't protect her?

Thinking of this, Wen Ran didn't pause for a moment, and used all her strength to push away, and was stunned in the original position after being beaten. Jia Zheng, who was on the ground, trotted all the way holding up his skirt.

When she arrived in front of Zhou Qixiao, she let go of her hand holding the skirt and threw herself into his arms.

She went all out and showed off her old coquettish energy with her father.

His voice was aggrieved and obedient, and he shouted sweetly: "My dear, he is teasing me!"

Zhou Qixiao happened to hear Jia Zheng's words at the door: Is politeness just a trick like Miss Wen?

He originally expected to push Wen Ran away. Go out and test Jabawi.

But this is not a fucking test!

He, Zhou Qi Xiao, had to use a woman's body to achieve his goal.

Zhou Qi Xiao scratched his hand on the wall and pulled off a piece of decorative hard plastic.

I was about to go in and cut this guy's throat.

A crisp slap was heard.

Damn!

He actually dared to hit his person!

Just as he was about to run in, he heard the little girl's crisp and angry voice.

He was also standing at the door now.

Seeing Jia Zheng being slapped and tilting his head to the side, he was stunned, and the blood on his head suddenly faded away.

He frowned slightly, what was going on?

He couldn't even hear the sound of a man or a woman being slapped.

The next second, his eyes fell on Wen Ran's neck without the gauze scarf.

The blue eyes became darker, like a turbulent sea, full of dangers.

Just as he was about to speak, Wen Ran ran over like a bird returning to its nest and threw herself into his arms.

The little girl's words of "darling" were sweet and well-behaved, but she was obviously plotting against him.