Wen Zhan's face darkened, "You could have gotten off the expressway to have a decent meal, but you did it on purpose."
"Mr. Wen, we ordinary people live a life of peace and contentment. It's you who crossed the class and insisted on experiencing civilian life. Why do you blame me? To be honest, I feel comfortable and at ease living this kind of life."
It is not the rules and regulations of the upper class.
Wen Zhan understood the deep meaning of her words. Didn't it mean that the two of them were not from the same world and there was no need to force it?
He felt very unhappy and felt that she was just arrogant.
People are always moving upwards. Since we can live a good life, why do we have to go back and endure hardships? He didn't believe that a luxurious and high-end life would be more uncomfortable than this roadside stall and fly house.
The stool was so dirty that he couldn't sit down on it, so he just turned around and left.
Seeing that he didn't eat, Mu Wanqing snorted in her heart.
If you already have stomach problems, just do it!
Anyway, she is not the one who suffers when she gets sick.
Wen Zhan walked to the parking space and saw several young people taking pictures around his Maybach. He lamented that rich people had to go to the restroom and eat in the service area when traveling. They were no different from ordinary people. He suddenly felt psychologically balanced.
Wen Zhan listened to their discussion and felt even worse. He walked over and opened the car door.
When the young people saw the car owner coming, they became embarrassed and immediately turned around and walked away, not forgetting to whisper: "Rich, young and handsome, damn, it's unbalanced again!"
It was originally a compliment, but Wen Zhan felt even more depressed when he heard it.
So what if you are rich, young and handsome? Still being rejected by a woman.
Simply blind! What a waste!
Mu Wanqing got into the car and saw him with a slumped face and an expressionless expression. She didn't show any concern and just said: "You can go."
He suddenly became angry and asked, "Do you think I'm the driver?"
The woman was stunned, then turned to look at him coldly, "You insisted that I get on the train. I already bought the high-speed rail tickets."
As a result, she had to cancel the ticket before departure, and a lot of handling fees were deducted.
Wen Zhan's handsome face had sharp lines and he stared at her with an awe-inspiring aura.
But Mu Wanqing was not afraid, and instead said confidently: "Are you leaving? If not, I can take the bus now."
It's nothing more than a little fiddling.
Wen Zhan pursed his thin lips tightly and stared at her for a long time. The two of them stared at each other for a long time, and finally gave in and started the car.
"White-eyed wolf, ignorant of good and evil!" He whispered in a low voice, flicked the steering wheel, and the car slid out of the parking space.
When we returned to Chongcheng, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.
Mu Wanqing slept on the road, and the luxury car had good performance and comfortable seats, so the journey didn't feel hard.
But Mr. Driver is different.
Wen Zhan didn't eat much in the morning, didn't eat a grain of rice at noon, and drove for five hours. Not only was he exhausted, but he also had a dull pain in his stomach.
But he was embarrassed to show it, for fear of being ridiculed by Mu Wanqing again, thinking that he had brought it upon himself.
As the Maybach drove into the courtyard, Mu Wanqing saw Aunt Zhou waiting under the eaves with her sister in her arms. She immediately smiled and couldn't wait to open the door and get out of the car and ran towards the child.
The man in the cab put his hands down on the steering wheel, his left hand unconsciously pressed on his stomach, and his expression no longer forced itself on, but became noticeably tighter.
"Baby, do you miss mommy? Mommy misses you so much!" Mu Wanqing hugged her daughter and teased her happily.
The little girl's pretty and cute face also showed a smile, her big eyes were staring at her mother, and she was giggling.
Aunt Zhou was also happy when she saw the two of them coming back together, "Madam, you've had a hard journey, go back to the house to wash up and rest, and feed the children. They've made a lot of noise."
"Okay, I'll go right away."
Mu Wanqing held her daughter in her arms and entered the house without turning around.
Uncle Hong, the housekeeper, saw that the young master in the car never got out of the car, so he walked over to check.
Seeing that Wen Zhan's expression was not good, Uncle Hong immediately asked with concern: "Master, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Wen Zhan slowly stretched his body, moved one of his long legs, took a deep breath, and then got out of the car: "It's okay, I just drove for too long and I'm tired."
"That's good. I'll ask the health nurse to come over later and give you a massage."
"Um."
There is a SPA treatment room in the basement of the villa. When Wen Zhan is tired from work and needs to relax, a professional health nurse will come to provide services.
After entering the house, Wen Zhan finally relaxed.
When Aunt Zhou saw him, she immediately came over and said, "Third Young Master, the kitchen has prepared afternoon tea. Do you want to use some?"
"Well," he nodded and turned back to ask as he walked towards the stairs, "Where's the stomach medicine?"
"Stomach medicine?" Aunt Zhou's face tightened, "Are you feeling sick to your stomach again?"
The man didn't answer. Aunt Zhou immediately understood and went to find the medicine box without asking any more questions.
Wen Zhan frowned and swallowed a few pills before going upstairs to take a shower and change clothes.
Mu Wanqing packed herself up and went downstairs to breastfeed her child.
The phone rang, and it was Ye Huan's WeChat message, sending the address of the restaurant.
Look at the time, it's almost four o'clock.
She planned to feed her two babies, eat something, and send Yu Qiao the work she had completed on the way, so she could go out to date her best friend.
I have to say that the days after work are quite fulfilling.
Her life and vision finally no longer revolve around this three-acre piece of land.
After Mu Wanqing finished feeding the baby and went to the restaurant for afternoon tea, Aunt Zhou saw the clue.
Although the two of them went back together, they didn't interact at all after they came back. The young master didn't come down again after going upstairs. He must have been resting because of a stomachache, while the wife... seemed a little unconcerned.
Aunt Zhou thought about it for a moment before speaking.
"Madam... the young master asked me to get stomach medicine as soon as he came back. He must have stomach trouble again. Why don't you go up and take a look?"
Mu Wanqing was drinking soup and was not surprised when she heard, "He didn't eat at noon. He's hungry. Who's to blame?" You deserve it!
"Don't eat?" Aunt Zhou was stunned for a moment and then understood, "Is the food not to your liking?"
"Maybe. The food in the service area is naturally not as delicious as the high-end restaurant."
Aunt Zhou nodded and understood everything.
"Madam... Actually, yesterday, the young master came back at noon. He originally wanted to take you and the children out to play, but when he found out that you had returned to your hometown, he——"
Aunt Zhou was hesitant. After hearing this, Mu Wanqing could imagine Wen Zhan's attitude at that time without asking.
"Later, he suddenly went out in the evening and said he would not come back at night, so I guessed that he was looking for you. Madam, in fact, the young master just can't express it with his mouth. He has you in his heart. You should be more tolerant and give me some advice. Down the stairs."
I have to say that this family broke Aunt Zhou's heart.
If it weren't for her careful care, these two people would have been separated for 800 times!
In the past, Mu Wanqing would listen to Aunt Zhou's persuasion, but this time she refused.
"Aunt Zhou, if you're worried, ask the doctor to come and take a look. I don't know how to take care of patients, so I'd better not cause trouble." She smiled slightly and put the matter aside without hesitation.
Aunt Zhou couldn't say anything else.
After filling her stomach, Mu Wanqing went upstairs to the study room, checked the plan one last time, and sent it to Yu Qiao after making sure it was OK.
The sound of a car came from the courtyard downstairs. She didn't think much about it, thinking it was the family doctor coming to see Wen Zhan.
Unexpectedly, after a few seconds, the servant knocked on the door: "Madam, the master and the old lady are here."
Mu Wanqing's heart skipped a beat, secretly thinking that something was wrong.
