Rebirth of the Famous Wife: Li Shao and the Thief

"Oh, here it is."

Tang Nuanhua realized this and got on the car as a matter of course.

"Good morning, Madam."

After getting in the car, the driver in the driving seat greeted her first, and her voice sounded a bit milky.

Tang Nuanhua couldn't help but glanced at the driver through the rearview mirror, and found that the little driver was indeed a quiet young man, with fair skin, and his facial features seemed very immature.

To put it in exaggeration, this boy feels like a high school student, he has a feeling that he has not grown up yet, and he feels like a teenager.

Tang Nuanhua couldn't help laughing and joking, "Brother, how old you are, you came out to work. I don't accept child labor here."

"Madam Young, he is not a child laborer, he is already an adult."

Before the little brother could reply, Xu Mo leaned over with a smile now.

He got his head into the car window, pointed at the boy next to him, and smiled, "Speaking of which, Xiaojun came out with you."

Xiaojun is naturally this boy's name.

"From a place?" Tang Nuanhua was inexplicably interested when he heard this.

Xu Mo also smiled, "Madam, you shouldn't forget that there is a racing circuit in the southern suburbs. You used to go to that circuit to race in the past."

"However, during the recent period of time, the southern suburbs have undergone rectification by the police. It is now much more formal than before. In the future, there will be some racing competitions every year, and the champion can directly receive one million in compensation."

"Really?"

Tang Nuan's painting was a little surprised. I really didn't expect that such a big change would have taken place in the southern suburbs after such a long time.

It sounds like a good thing.

"So, this little brother also walked out of the racing track?" She asked enthusiastically.

Xu Mo smiled again and shook his head, "Madam, to be precise, this little brother is the champion who participated in this year's race. His racing level is first-rate. I think he is definitely not inferior to Madam. "

"Huh?" Tang Nuan was shocked when he painted.

You must know that she is still quite confident in her driving skills. I didn't expect that the young man in front of me, with so immature eyebrows, would be the champion of this year's racing competition, just like a high school student.

And Xu Mo also said that his driving skills can match his own?

It's really unexpected.

Unable to bear it, Tang Nuanhua put forward a suggestion on a whim, "Hey, Xiaojun, since you have such good driving skills, when we have time, let's discuss it together?"

I don't want the boy to actually shook his head, Xiao Naiyin tactfully refused, "Uh...Madam, I may not have time."

"Huh?" Tang Nuan was taken aback.

Xu Mo hurriedly came out to make a relief at this time, "Oh, it's such a young lady, Xiaojun actually has some difficulties in life, and he is relatively short on hand. In addition to being a driver for you, Xiaojun also runs a pet online. Shop, do some part-time job of your own, so I think Xiaojun should use his spare time to manage his online shop."

"It turned out to be so." Hearing this, Tang Nuan's painting could also understand.

"I'm sorry, Madam, I don't want to refuse you. If I have time in the future, why don't I give you a pet?" The boy seemed to be slightly sorry at this moment, and he apologized slightly to Tang Nuanhua.

"Okay, I happen to like pets better." Tang Nuan painting was just as happy, so he happily agreed.

Then the few people said nothing, Xiaojun drove the car, and a group of bodyguards and others followed in the car behind, so they escorted Tang Nuan home.

When he got home, Li Jingyi hadn't returned yet.

Tang Nuanhua thought of Lin Nanxiang's words on a whim, so he went to the kitchen by himself, boiled some black sesame seeds and drank, just so happy.

Aunt Li walked over and saw it. Seeing that Tang Nuanhua was actually cooking by herself, she hurriedly moved forward, "Oh, Madam, you can just tell me what you want to eat, why do you still cook by yourself?"

He said that he would grab the spoon in Tang Nuan's hand.

Tang Nuanhua turned his wrist flexibly, and avoided Sister Li.

She smiled generously, "It's okay Li's wife, I just want to cook some black sesame seeds. I heard that this is good for my hair. Just go and rest. I'll do it myself."

"How can it work?"

"Don't worry, I can do it myself." Tang Nuan's painting still smiles.

"Hey, okay." Since Tang Nuanhua insisted on being so stubborn, then Li's wife couldn't say anything.

Then she looked at Tang Nuan painting this hot day, and insisted on wearing a hat, and couldn't help feeling sad, "It's a pity, Madam, you have the good hair on the previous end, but you can't get any money for it. The hair quality is so good. As a result, because of an accident, it can only grow again now, which is a pity."

In contrast, Tang Nuan's painting is actually much optimistic.

She seems to be accustomed to wearing a hat. She doesn't feel any discomfort anymore, so she comforts Sister Li, "Don't worry Sister Li, am I working hard for my hair?"

"I believe that as long as I persist in taking care of it, my hair will grow back. This is not a big deal."

"Well, it would be best if you can think so." Seeing Tang Nuan's optimistic painting, Li's heart felt a little relieved.

After that, Sister Li didn't say much, she just took out the ingredients for her own cooking and prepared to cook.

Tang Nuan's painting is also doing his own things. Although he is leisurely, he is also enjoying it.

...

On the other side, the Li Group.

At 7:30 in the evening, Li Jingyi finally finished his work, his thin fingers directly closed the notebook on the desktop, and he was ready to leave work.

Xu Mo also yawned, and after finishing the day's work, he felt relieved.

Suddenly, the phone in his pocket rang.

Xu Mo hurriedly touched his trouser pocket, and then touched his clothes pocket, finally reaching out his hand.

As a result, when I took it out, the screen of the phone was black, and there was no call.

Xu Mo was puzzled, and had to look at the desktop, only to realize that the ringing phone was Li Jingyi's.

He whispered a reminder, "President, your phone."

Hearing this, Li Jingyi lowered his eyebrows and saw a bunch of strange phone numbers floating on the phone screen.

He was slightly surprised, and then he accepted it.

I don’t want a nervous call from the phone, "Is it Mr. Li?"

"It's me." Li Jingyi answered, but his eyebrows were already frowned on guard.