"Okay, okay, I won't tease my sister."
Wen Wenyao straightened up, she also knew that this kind of thing must be properly controlled.
"I have something to tell you." The girl took a coat from the bed and put it on herself, then got off the bed and sat on her desk.
"Huh?"
Song Nanqiao feels better now, and his brain is not so hot anymore.
"There will be an annual temple fair this weekend. I want you to accompany me."
Wen Wenyao must attend the almost annual temple fair. This was one of the few sources of happiness when she was a child. Now that she has grown up, she still I find it interesting. Wen Wenyao has planned this year's temple fair a long time ago. She will take Song Nanqiao to do a lot of things that she hasn't done before.
Temple fair? Speaking of this, Song Nanqiao suddenly remembered. She remembered that two weeks ago, she owed a contract with a toy peripheral company to help them sell peripherals.
She almost forgot about it.
However, the current situation seems that she does not need to bother for that little money, and now her card is all seven figures.
"Okay, I'll accompany you." Song Nanqiao agreed, and when she returned, she told the company that she couldn't go there and gave the penalty.
In this way, there is a lot of time to go out for entertainment, and Song Nanqiao is also very curious about what temple fairs in this world look like.
"Yeah, when the time comes, let's go together." The girl is happier now, and all the unpleasantness in the afternoon has been washed away.
"I'm leaving. Your father arranged a villa for me. I can't sleep in your house tonight."
"Which house is it?" There are too many houses in the Wen family .
"A sea-view villa near your house."
Song Nanqiao didn't know the exact location.
"I see..." Wen Wenyao thought for a while, and went through the Wen family's real estate area in his mind, and soon knew which one Song Nanqiao was talking about.
That sea-view villa area seems to be a resting place for shareholders. It is now idle, but the location and decoration are very good. Fortunately, Wen Guangquan did not treat Song Nanqiao wrongly.
Song Nanqiao checked his mobile phone and it was not too early. Originally, the driver of Wen's family planned to send Song Nanqiao away after the conversation. Now it has been delayed for a while. If it is later, Wen Guangquan should be suspicious. .
"Can't you stay for a while?"
She also wanted to take Song Nanqiao to see the roses she planted in the backyard.
"It's too late, I'm going to go back." Song Nanqiao really should go back, usually at this point, Wen Wenyao is about to go to bed.
"Well, see you tomorrow."
Knowing that there is no way to keep Song Nanqiao, Wen Wenyao also relaxed and asked Song Nanqiao to go back soon.
After a while, Wen Wenyao heard the door gently closing.
After Song Nanqiao had left, Wen Wenyao took out a locked diary from her drawer. This diary was sealed well by her, and the servant who came to clean the room had never found it.
The girl opened the notebook and slowly wrote down on a new page.
"My sister promised to go to the temple fair with me. I want my sister to accompany me at the temple fair every year." The girl seemed to have written something. It was a very long paragraph. When writing, the smile on the corner of her mouth became bigger. Coming deeper and deeper, then, the girl covered her lower face with a notebook.
Between the eyebrows, there is unstoppable sweetness.
... When Song Nanqiao walked out of the Wen's gate, he saw that the driver was already waiting for him. This time the driver was very clever and didn't open the door for himself.
"Miss Song, you can get familiar with the buildings along the way, and you will find it by yourself soon." The driver kindly reminded.
The villa area is easy to find, and it's not far from the school. It takes about 15 minutes to walk.
"Okay, thank you."
Song Nanqiao looked out the window, it was indeed the most prosperous place in the city, and at this point, it was still feasting.
"Here ." The driver took his card, swiped it at the gate of the community, and then said a few words to the security. The security immediately agreed and let Song Nanqiao in with a smile.
On the way in, Song Nanqiao saw that there were too many security guards in the community, and he saw that there should be one for every household.
"Miss Song, every villa is equipped with a security guard. Your security guard will come to work tomorrow."
"Okay."
Song Nanqiao doesn't really need such things as security guards. She vaguely feels this security guard. , Wen Guangquan may be sent over to monitor her.
Try it tomorrow...
The villa area is very large, and the driver went around for a while before finding Song Nanqiao’s place of residence.
Song Nanqiao got out of the car, opened the door with his key, and walked in slowly.
What catches the eye is the huge living room, the decoration is black and white, with a business taste, when I look up, there is a floor above the living room, and the stairs are made of red sandalwood.
"I'll go back first, Miss Song is free." The driver bowed slightly, Wen Guangquan's house, drivers like them can't go in casually, and Song Nanqiao is still a girl and can't stay with him for a long time.
"Thank you, go slowly and not deliver." The driver immediately closed the door and left.
Now there is only Song Nanqiao in the hall.
Song Nanqiao checked every room from upstairs to downstairs to make sure there were no surveillance cameras inside.
The meticulous inspection took about two hours for Song Nanqiao. After the inspection was finished, Song Nanqiao felt relieved and spoke unscrupulously inside.
She found a relatively larger room with a desk, and planned to use it as her bedroom.
Song Nanqiao lay on the bed, took out his cell phone, and prepared to make a call to Zhai Xinqi.
It's late now, but Song Nanqiao can't wait for tomorrow.
The phone was dialed out, and no one answered for a long time. It should have been asleep. Just as Song Nanqiao was about to hang up, the person over there picked up the phone.
"Hello, who are you?"
Zhai Xinqi was obviously still asleep, and his voice was confused and tired. He only slept for half an hour.
"Song Nanqiao."
"Ah?!"
Zhai Xinqi suddenly became energetic. During this period of time, he had been waiting for Song Nanqiao's call, but he didn't expect this lady to call at this point.
"I want to work with you. Find a time to have a chat. It's better to have a chat as soon as possible." Song Nanqiao looked at the materials thrown on her desk, she didn't want all the money to fall into Wen Guangquan's hands.
"Okay, how about 1130 to 130 noon tomorrow."
Zhai Xinqi immediately took out his schedule. This week's schedule is full. After thinking about it for 20 seconds, he canceled tomorrow's noon meeting and used this time to see Song Nanqiao. .
"No problem."
Although it is 1130 or class time, she can ask for leave.
"Then I will rest first?"
Zhai Xinqi yawned. He was so sleepy. He worked until 12 o'clock last night and now only sleeps for half an hour. If it weren't for Song Nanqiao's call, he wouldn't be able to talk anymore.
"Okay ." After hanging up the phone, Song Nanqiao sighed in his heart. Sure enough, that's how it is when he grows old. In his previous life, before he reached the age of Zhai Xinqi, he couldn't survive the night.
"It's too late, go to bed early." The system reminded her in her mind that she would go to bed too late for a while, and Song Nanqiao would doze off again during class the next day.
Originally, Song Nanqiao didn't want to go to bed so early, and wanted to go to work for a while, but the system's urging was that Song Nanqiao still went to sleep, and the original owner must also take care of it.
After taking a shower, I fell on the bed and fell asleep soon... the next day
Song Nanqiao got up early to wash, and today is another day to read.
But soon I won't have to be so lucky.
She got some toast and eggs out of the refrigerator. The toast was heated in the microwave, and two more eggs were fried. There was no other food in the refrigerator. Today's breakfast can only be handled casually like this.
After arriving at school, Song Nanqiao was under his desk and sent a message to Wen Wenyao.
"I have something at noon today, so I can't accompany you to dinner." When she was about to turn off the phone, the phone vibrated.
Wen Wenyao returned within seconds.
"Then alone, you must remember to eat."
"I will."
"Is there time tonight?"
Since you can't go with yourself at noon, let's go to night.
"Yes." Song Nanqiao didn't have any arrangements for the evening.
"Then I will come to you at night."
"Okay." The two people's chatting ended, they turned off their phones, and Song Nanqiao started to read early.
During the big break, the head teacher came again. What he said was that the half-term exam was coming. Everyone must study hard. Recently, the momentum of class F has been relatively good. Under the influence of Song Nanqiao, some people started to be slow. Slow contact learning, now Song Nanqiao is not the only one in the morning class.
For this reason, the head teacher feels extremely satisfied, and high school students must have this kind of learning enthusiasm.
When get out of class was over, Song Nanqiao heard someone calling his name outside the door.
Is it Wen Wenyao?
Song Nanqiao put down the pen in his hand and walked to the door of the class.
It's Luo Lemon.
Song Nanqiao has not seen her since she was injured last time and she visited herself once. I don't know what happened to her when she came over today.
"Is there anything ?" "There is a temple fair on the weekend, do you go together?"
Luo Mengmen asked tentatively. She knew Song Nanqiao's relationship with Wen Wenyao. During the temple fair, Song Nanqiao would go to accompany Wen Wenyao, but...Wen Miss Wenyao, what if she can't go... she still has expectations about this.
"No, I promised Wen Wenyao."
Song Nanqiao refused directly, with no room for maneuver.
"That's it..."
Luo Mengming sighed, and then nodded. She should have expected it to be like this a long time ago.