She is still breastfeeding, and even if she occasionally wears a skirt, it is the kind of nursing skirt with a zipper on the chest.
This kind of expensive and luxurious evening dress will only be displayed in the cloakroom as decoration.
Wen Zhan said: "How come you can't wear it? Do you want to wear this one when you go to cocktail parties with me in the future? Others thought I was going bankrupt and couldn't even afford my wife's clothes."
You know, for truly wealthy people, luxury goods are nothing more than disposable items.
Mu Wanqing: "..."
Wen Ting's smile was as bright as a flower, and she reassured Mu Wanqing while collecting cash: "Sister-in-law, spend a man's money as he should, and don't save it. Spending money belongs to you, and if you don't spend it...who knows who you will spend it on in the future?"
Of course Mu Wanqing understood what this meant.
When Wen Zhan heard this, he gave his cousin a warning look. Wen Ting immediately smiled apologetically: "Third brother, don't say I'm not mean enough. I'll give you all the change, 1.3 million yuan."
1.3 million…
Mu Wanqing opened her eyes again.
Wen Zhan paid the bill readily without saying a word.
All the dress bags are packed and sent directly to your home.
Wen Zhan took Mu Wanqing to the restaurant for an appointment.
On the way, neither of them spoke much.
But when she was approaching the restaurant, Mu Wanqing felt a little uncomfortable in her sitting position. She twisted her body toward the car window, her hands at an angle that the man couldn't see, and she kept pulling her clothes by her side.
Wen Zhan stopped the car at the traffic light and couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"No...it's nothing-" Mu Wanqing said embarrassedly. It hurt after being out for a few hours.
Thinking of the last time he had a mastitis blockage, he helped himself at Aunt Zhou's suggestion - he was worried that this person knew his current situation and wanted to help again...
After all, he had dared to be so bold in the fitting room just now.
Don't rule out the possibility of finding a bathroom later and messing around again.
But she underestimated Wen Zhan's EQ and IQ.
When the car started again, the man coughed and said in a hoarse tone, "Would you like to call home and ask Aunt Zhou to take the confinement nanny and the child to the restaurant?"
Mu Wanqing turned back quickly, looked at his cold and resolute profile, pursed her lips and said, "This is a bit troublesome..."
"What's the trouble? The two little guys are getting older. It's okay to take them out to play occasionally."
After saying that, Wen Zhan called home.
When Aunt Zhou heard this, she agreed, hung up the phone, and asked the confinement sister-in-law to pack up the maternal and infant supplies and go out with the twins.
When they arrived at the restaurant, Ye Huan's family of three had already arrived.
Knowing that Wen Zhan's identity definitely required privacy, Ye Huan booked a private room with an elegant environment.
She decided to be a full-time housewife and focus on raising her children, and her mother-in-law went back to her hometown. So on this occasion, she had no one to take care of her children, so she had to bring them with her.
When meeting Wen Zhan, Chen Haoyang and Ye Huan were both respectful and bowed once they spoke, especially cautiously.
Mu Wanqing was extremely embarrassed and immediately smoothed things over: "Don't do this, you're scaring the children. Sit down and talk."
Chen Haoyang immediately said: "Mr. Wen, please take a seat!"
Wen Zhan didn't like Chen Haoyang's flattering look at first sight, but for the sake of his woman, he could only sit down reluctantly.
Ye Huan handed over the menu: "Xiao Qing, you order and see what Mr. Wen likes to eat."
"You order it and see what Xiaoxiao likes to eat. We adults are free to do so." Mu Wanqing really felt this way and didn't want her best friend to be too enthusiastic and cautious.
Chen Haoyang said quickly: "What do children know? Of course it depends on Mr. Wen's taste." Then he pushed the menu in front of Mu Wanqing.
Wen Zhan's cell phone rang, and he got up and went out to answer the phone.
As soon as the door closed, Ye Huan immediately breathed a sigh of relief and exclaimed to his best friend: "Xiao Qing! You are really... a piece of pie in the sky! He is more handsome and handsome in person than in TV magazines, with a cool aura, and he is extremely wealthy - -How can you be willing to divorce such a wonderful person in the world!"
Chen Haoyang couldn't help but feel disgusted when he heard his wife praising other men like this: "Ye Huan, please restrain yourself! That's your best friend's husband!"
"Oh, can't I take a look at the handsome guy? Don't you always salivate when you see beautiful women?"
"I don't have any!"
The couple was about to choke, but Mu Wanqing quickly stopped them: "Okay, okay, let's order."
The door to the room opened. Wen Zhan came back and looked at Mu Wanqing: "Aunt Zhou is here. You go to the mother and baby room."
"Oh, okay." She whispered into her best friend's ear and explained, "I...you know, I'm going to breastfeed."
Ye Huan was surprised, "The twins are here too?"
"Well, just arrived."
Wen Zhan was still waiting at the door. Mu Wanqing stood up and walked out without talking to her.
Wen Zhan smiled lightly: "Sorry, we are delayed for a while. Lawyer Chen can order first."
Chen Haoyang stood up quickly and nodded: "Okay, okay, you can do whatever you want, don't be in a hurry."
When the door to the room was closed, Chen Haoyang looked at his wife and sighed with complicated emotions: "Hey... look at the faces of rich people, my eyes can't wait to see the sky. When will I be able to stand out like this?"
He also knew that Wen Zhan looked down on him, but it was just out of favor.
Ye Huan was calm, and while pouring water for his daughter, he said: "Everyone has his own destiny, why do you think about this? My ancestors are veterans of the Anti-Japanese War, with great military exploits. It is only through the hard work of several generations that our descendants are where they are today. Our ancestors are three generations old. Poor peasants are incomparable to others.”
After saying this, she was afraid that her husband would be depressed, so she smiled and encouraged: "But starting from our generation, we will work hard to make our descendants so majestic and dignified in the future."
Chen Haoyang sneered lightly: "You really know how to dream."
In the mother and baby room, Mu Wanqing originally wanted Aunt Zhou to come with her brother in her arms, but Wen Zhan actually took his son from Aunt Zhou's arms and followed her into the nursing room.
She felt uncomfortable all of a sudden, frowned and looked at the man: "What happened to you today?" Like a gangster.
Wen Zhan said seriously: "As a father, I am involved in the daily life of raising children. What's the problem with this?"
"..." Okay, no problem, she had nothing to say, so she could only turn her back.
Wen Zhan glanced at her, speechless.
He really treated his upright husband as a gangster!
Feeling secretly unhappy, he held his son, who was babbling in his arms and began to protest, while shaking his body and coaxing him, while thinking about how to "retaliate" in the evening.
Mu Wanqing lowered her head to fix her daughter, then looked back at the man and frowned slightly, "Hey, can you not be so condescending towards my friend?"
It's okay if she didn't say this, but once she said it, Wen Zhan was dissatisfied.
"That man surnamed Chen, I don't like the way he looks at you. In front of his wife, he looks so lustful when he sees a beautiful woman. If his wife is not here, he doesn't know how he behaves."
That's why he deliberately put on a high airs to make him feel more fearful.
"No...you see, everyone thinks there is something wrong with others, but you yourself--" She wanted to say that you yourself are so shy that you still have the nerve to complain about others.
