MTL - Feminist God-Chapter 471 Wu Yueyue's impression

  Chapter 471 Impression of Wu Yueyue

  In fact, Yang Youran's worries are undoubtedly unnecessary, and Lin Qing doesn't think that other men generally don't have any opinions, so he really can't stop Lin Qing.

   "Okay, you are making people think too complicated."

  Lin Qing's face was obviously a little impatient, obviously Yang Youran's entrustment made him very unhappy.

  Yang Youran shut her mouth obediently and said nothing, it seemed that she was going to make Lin Qing angry.

   If this makes other men angry, at most they will ignore you, but if it makes Lin Qing angry, hehe, he will just push you to the ground and beat you.

On this issue, Yang Youran is also quite speechless, she finally fell in love with a different man, but he is really 'different', except for the man's appearance, there is nothing like a man's indulgence , Just like a sister who hangs her shoulders!

  In the evening, Lin Qing came to the parking lot of Capital University and waited for Wu Lian.

  A black Audi appeared in the field of vision, the window slowly lowered, Wu Lian poked her head out and said with a smile: "It's too late to explain, get in the car."

   "." Lin Qing was speechless, and then walked around the car and entered the co-pilot's seat.

   While pulling on the seat belt, he looked at the interior of the car. They were all brand new. Even the film on the sun visor hadn't been peeled off. It looked like a newly bought car.

  Lin Qing looked at Wu Lian hesitatingly, and still remembered that she was driving a small mini Benben before, but after she was discharged from the hospital, she immediately improved to this level.

   If there is nothing to do in it, Wu Lian’s family condition is absolutely enough to drive this kind of car worth hundreds of thousands.

  Wu Lian started the car, and said with a smile: "This car was given by Mr. Dong."

   "It's Dong Xiaochun?" Lin Qing knew who it was when the other party said this.

   "Yes, I never dreamed that I would still have the opportunity to drive an Audi in my life." Wu Lian smiled wryly, with a hint of joy.

  She has been teaching and educating people for half her life, and this is the first time she has been honored by students.

  Wu Lian knew very well that without Lin Qing, that President Dong must have treated her with a different attitude.

   "I just sent a car and nothing else?" Lin Qing asked in doubt. You must know that in order to treat Wu Lian's illness, her relatives borrowed everything they could, and even sold the house.

"I also gave you a sum of money and a flat. I don't want that money, but Mr. Dong begged me for it, so I... actually called you home because of this plan. Let's see if we put Return the money." Wu Lian said awkwardly.

   "No need, since she gave it to me, just accept it." Lin Qing nodded, and didn't feel anything wrong with Dong Xiaochun's actions, just because Fan Dong was an artist under Dong Xiaochun's banner.

   "But." Wu Lian hesitated, obviously she could accept the car and the house, but that sum of money felt like a hot potato, after all, the interest was different.

   "It's okay, Dong Xiaochun dare not do anything." Lin Qing said casually.

   In the final analysis, Wu Lian is still afraid of big shots of that level, and doesn't want to have too many entanglements.

"Really?"

   "If you are worried, we will go to find that Dong Xiaochun tomorrow." Lin Qing smiled, and said: "She knows our relationship, and now I beg you not to delve into the matter of being hospitalized."

   Gradually, the worries in Wu Lian's heart dissipated a lot, or she realized the reality clearly. She was very lucky to have such a proud student as Lin Qing.

   Not long after, Wu Lian took Lin Qing to her new home.

  It is a house with a large bedroom. It seems that Dong Xiaochun is really not ambiguous at all if he can buy such a house in the capital as a present for Wu Lian.

   Actually thinking about it makes me feel relieved. Dong Xiaochun is not a fool. From the attitude between Lin Qing and Wu Lian before, it can be seen that the relationship between the two has seriously exceeded the teacher-student relationship.

   If there was any ambiguity about Wu Lian's matter, Lin Qing would definitely step in. In that case, Dong Xiaochun would be fighting against Hua Qing!

   "Old Song, come and see who is here." Wu Lian yelled as soon as she entered the door.

   Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged man in home clothes came out. Lin Qing knew that he was Wu Lian's husband.

   "It's Lin Qing." Wu Lian's husband still had a fresh memory of this benefactor in the family, and was talked about by Wu Lian all day long. He was already very familiar with Lin Qing.

   "This is my husband Song Wan, Lin Qing, please call him Uncle Song." Wu Lian introduced him while standing in the middle with a smile.

   followed by a brief courtesy.

  Wu Lian urged: "Lao Song hasten to cook, I can't see any guests at home."

  Song Wan nodded, turned around and went into the kitchen to get busy.

  Wu Lian turned her head and said to Lin Qing: "Don't look outside, treat it as your own home."

  Lin Qing nodded, and there was really nothing to see. In fact, the main reason was that he was closer to Wu Lian.

   "Lin Qing, do you have sisters and brothers in your family besides mother and father?" Wu Lian poured Lin Qing a glass of water and put it on the coffee table in front of her.

   "There is also a younger sister who is also in college now."

   "Such a coincidence?" Wu Lian was taken aback for a moment, but then she asked with a smile, "I guess I have the same high IQ as you."

   "." Lin Qing didn't know how to answer at all, as for the IQ of that scumbag sister, it was worrying.

   "What?" Wu Lian didn't understand. Logically speaking, since they are brothers and sisters, and the elder brother's IQ is so high, then the younger sister may not be so bad.

   "Poor."

  Wu Lian was speechless, as expected, the members of this family couldn't look at it with the eyes of ordinary people.

  At this time, Wu Yueyue came back, and as soon as she entered the door, she shouted: "I'm back."

  Lin Qing subconsciously turned her head to look, Wu Yueyue was wearing a very fluffy casual dress, her face was flushed and she was panting heavily.

  Wu Lian's complexion is very ugly, isn't this ruining her own image in front of Lin Qing?

   It is not certain what kind of woman a man likes, but he will definitely never like a frivolous woman like this.

  Wu Yueyue realized the strange atmosphere just after she finished her words. When she saw Lin Qing looking at her, her face immediately turned red, and she said shyly, "Oh, it's Lin Qing."

  At first, Wu Lian said that she brought Lin Qing home today, but she still didn't believe it, but now he really came.

   And I also saw that my hair was frizzy, and I didn't have a ladylike image at all, it was so embarrassing.

  Afterwards, she hurried back to her bedroom to prepare to dress up carefully, thinking that she must leave the best impression in Lin Qing's mind.

   After all, Lin Qing is the dream husband of most women, and Wu Yueyue is obviously one of them.

   "This stinky girl." Wu Lian frowned slightly, and compared Lin Qing again, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart, other people's children are always the most obedient and prettiest.

  Wu Yueyue entered the bedroom very fast, and also left the bedroom very fast. When she appeared in front of Lin Qing again, it gave people a feeling of lightening up.

  She and Wu Lian had a bit of imagination, with a kind of vitality and ability, she smiled generously at Lin Qing, and said: "Long time no see, you are welcome to come to our house as a guest."

Lin Qing nodded, perhaps because of Wu Lian, she was not as unfamiliar with Wu Yueyue as she was with other women, on the contrary, she seemed a little close, and said with a smile: "Yeah, the last time I saw her was at the hospital. "

   "That's right, you said to taste it, but in the end you drank all my mother's chicken soup." Wu Yueyue got through the initial panic, and her words gradually became more natural.

  (end of this chapter)