Wang Han sent yesterday's cigarette butts.

It is safer to leave this kind of thing to your own people to check.

I went to a nearby park to practice Qigong all morning.

At noon.

The seriously injured old man and his granddaughter who came to stir up trouble were not seen all morning.

Wang Han opened his eyes without interest and exhaled.

He looked resentfully at the people coming and going in the park, but no one came up to make trouble.

Otherwise, it would be just two chapters of water content.

The appointment with Zhai Yueping was to meet at two o'clock in the afternoon.

While eating at noon, Zhai Yueping called and asked where Wang Han was.

Wang Han replied that he would be there at 1:30 in the afternoon.

I wandered around the local area and bought some local specialties to send home.

It's almost done.

Wang Han drove towards Penglai Pavilion.

A little after one o'clock.

Wang Han arrived at the place given by Penglai Pavilion.

The place is a little remote.

But it is also consistent with the identity of Penglai Pavilion.

Go forward along the winding mountain road.

After arriving at the place.

What comes into view is a large square with a mountain road leading upward.

The mountain gate halfway up the mountain is very elegant.

There are many lofts inside, which may seem low-key, but in fact they reveal luxury everywhere.

The door handles in many places and even some light poles on the road are made of pure gold.

There are quite a few people coming and going.

The name of Penglai Pavilion sounds very fairy-like, and I subconsciously felt that most of the people in this place were wearing ancient costumes. After arriving, everyone dressed up very modernly.

There are also many luxury cars parked in the square.

A name that was originally very fairy-like was used by a group of businessmen who had no bottom line. It was a contrast.

When you pass the mountain gate and go inside, you have to swipe your card to get in.

Before arriving, Wang Han told Zhai Yueping about when he would arrive.

Wen Wan'er has been waiting here for a long time.

Still wearing the same cheongsam as always.

Wen Wan'er has a moist and juicy mature young lady look on her body, which makes her feel very attractive just by looking at her.

It’s no wonder that some bosses like to hire female secretaries. Who can help but be excited about such a secretary?

"Where is your Pavilion Master?"

Wang Han came up and asked.

Wen Wan'er apologized, "I'm really sorry, Mr. Wang. The old Pavilion Master asked the Pavilion Master to come over for something, so I have to come and pick you up for the time being. I'm really sorry."

"understand!"

"This way please!"

Follow Wen Wan'er and walk inside.

Finally we entered an antique attic.

After pouring tea for Wang Han, Wen Wan'er sat down with her hands on her hips.

Wang Han looked out the window and could see a cornucopia of pure gold placed in a small square in the distance, with various gems inlaid on it.

"Isn't this the main altar of your Penglai Pavilion?" Wang Han asked.

Wen Wan'er smiled and said, "No."

Wang Han didn't ask further. The other party didn't want to tell where the specific location was, so there was no need for Wang Han to talk nonsense. If he wanted to know, just find someone from Penglai Pavilion and beat him up and ask.

While the two were talking, a woman came angrily from outside the door.

She looks somewhat similar to Wen Wan'er.

He came in and said angrily, "Sister, where is the master of the pavilion?"

Wen Wan'er frowned, "I have something to go to the old Pavilion Master!"

"What about Mr. Jade?"

"We went together too!"

The woman stomped her feet angrily, "No...what are they doing? The fool who asked me to marry the Yuan family..."

Wen Wan'er smiled apologetically at Wang Han, and then quickly interrupted the woman's words with a straight face, "Qing'er, there are distinguished guests here! Get out!"

Wen Qing'er looked Wang Han up and down, but didn't take it to heart. She followed her unruly temper and said, "I won't go out until you explain the matter to me. Aren't you not married yet? Why should you let me get married?"

Wen Wan'er stood up and pushed Wen Qing'er out with a cold face.

After pushing him to the door, Wen Wan'er said with a cold face, "Put away your temper! It's okay to act rudely, but don't ignore the occasion! There are distinguished guests here! Don't let others laugh at us in Penglai Pavilion for our lack of etiquette!"

Wen Qing'er was still angry and glanced into the room, "Who is that?"

"Ten guys meet nine young masters."

Wen Qing'er was stunned for a moment, then took a curious look inside again, "Wow! The Shilaohui has been very popular in the past two days. I heard that the prince of the Shilaohui happens to be their Ninth Young Master. What he said is

Him?"

"yes!"

Wen Qing'er wanted to look inside, but Wen Wan'er held her head down and said, "I'll tell you one last time. Today the chief minister will discuss important matters with the Ninth Young Master. Put your usual unruly temper behind you. Don't worry."

Make me angry!"

"Got it!" Wen Wan'er muttered and looked inside again.

"Then I have to give you an explanation for my marriage with the Yuan family!"

"Didn't you say you wanted to get married?" Wen Wan'er frowned.

Wen Qing'er stomped her feet angrily, "Then you can't let me marry that idiot Yuan Miaomiao, can you? I admit that my personality is indeed stupid sometimes, but if I are asked to marry another idiot, can I still live? Pavilion Master

Is this an attempt to make a positive out of a negative?"

"As a girl, can you speak in a civilized manner?"

"Pull it down, people like us have the cleanest hearts, because we even uttered dirty words!"

Wen Wan'er said helplessly and slightly angrily, "This kind of thing doesn't mean you can marry whoever you want. You have to think about whether the other person can like you! You don't have to marry. The conditions are very simple. Go to school.

Further your studies and take care of your business when you come back."

"My brain is not as good as yours. It's not like you don't know why I fall asleep when I see numbers."

"Then what do you want to do?" Wen Wan'er frowned.

Wen Qing'er said casually, "It's very simple. Find a man who loves me and gets married. He has to be handsome and rich. I will be responsible for buying and buying every day. I can play around the world. If I want to, I can go to the disco.

I come home at whatever time I want. He can’t interfere with my circle of friends, nor can he care about how many friends of the opposite sex I have. I still have to go home when I’m angry.

Buy me a lot of luxury goods to coax me. I can go out with the opposite sex, but he can’t. I can have children whenever I want! When his mother scolds me, it doesn’t matter whether what I do is right or wrong.

, he has to protect me! He has to talk to me! He has to be very good at it! Whether it’s on the bed or under the bed!”

Wen Wan'er's brows furrowed into a knot.

"Are you getting married?"

"Isn't it?"

Wen Wan'er was very angry, but she still said patiently, "Marriage is firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea. It is a life full of fireworks. It is two people who respect and trust each other, support each other and take care of each other. Even if there are trivial things, they can always be consistent. You

That's not called marrying, that's called looking for someone to take advantage of! And you think based on what you said, if someone has that condition, why don't they find someone with a right mind and insist on looking for you? "

Wen Qing'er immediately said with a straight face, "Sister, you've never been married, what do you know!"

"I've never been married, but at least I know how to respect people. How come you don't even know how to respect people in the most basic way? Who do you think would like you like this!"

Wen Qing'er rolled her eyes, "Okay, sister, don't tell me that. Anyway, no matter what, it's impossible for me and Yuan Miaomiao!"

"Then who do you want to marry?"
To be continued...