msmithbooks 229 Will he still want this car in the future?
229 Will he still want this car in the future?
Even though she couldn't laugh at this moment, Wang Ying still held back her tears and squeezed out a smile in front of Zhan Xiucheng.
"Mr. Zhan, please give me your payment code, and I will transfer the money to you."
"You get in the car first, I'll take you back."
Zhan Xiucheng did not mention collecting money, but waved for Wang Ying to get in the car.
"No, it's easier to take a taxi now. We can just walk on our own. Could you please give me your payment code?"
After Wang Ying just finished speaking, Tuantuan in her arms began to moan and cry. After struggling for so long, Tuantuan also wanted to lie down on the bed and have a good sleep.
"Go back early so that the kids can rest early, so get in the car."
Zhan Xiucheng allowed Wang Ying and the child to get in the car to give Wen Rao and Zhan Yan face.
Wang Ying glanced at Tuantuan, stopped insisting, opened the door and got in the car.
"Don't wait until your child is so serious before going out again."
In the car, Zhan Xiucheng couldn't help but remind Wang Ying.
Although he is not married, parents in the Zhan family will uphold the principle of being serious and responsible for their children, unlike Wang Ying.
Wang Ying bit her lip and said nothing. If she could, she wouldn't want to be in such a mess, but life was going to test her here.
The car started to move, and halfway through, the lump suddenly spat out.
Wang Ying bought him millet porridge at a convenience store while Tuantuan was getting an IV drip. Tuantuan drank half a cup, and Wang Ying drank the rest. Maybe it was because of the bumpy ride in the car that Tuantuan felt uncomfortable and vomited it out.
The car and Wang Ying's body were covered in lumps of vomited millet porridge.
Wang Ying felt distressed and embarrassed.
"Mr. Zhan, please open the window to ventilate the car."
Wang Ying didn't bother to clean up the vomit on herself, but quickly wiped the vomited mess on the leather seat with her scarf.
After the cultivation was completed, it turned to stone for a moment.
Why did he vomit on his car?
Will he still want this car in the future?
"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhan, let me get off the car here, and I'll transfer the repair money and car washing money to you. I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."
Wang Ying kept apologizing.
At this time, her face turned pale.
She has never been so embarrassed in the past 20 years.
The vomited lumps were not as uncomfortable as before, probably because they felt better after vomiting, and he fell asleep in Wang Ying's arms.
"You're out here in the middle of nowhere, why don't you get out of the car and walk back with your child in your arms? You're all soaked and you're walking against the wind for a quarter of an hour. Do you want your child to have a fever again?"
Zhan Xiucheng refused Wang Ying's request to get out of the car and drove the car to the back door of the community before stopping.
Even though the windows were open, the smell in the car was still pungent.
Zhan Xiucheng also resisted the desire to vomit.
Wang Ying insisted on transferring money to Zhan Xiucheng before getting out of the car. Zhan Xiucheng held his hand on the steering wheel and looked deliberately impatient.
"The tires didn't cost me anything. The car I bought was so expensive. It's normal for them to send me several tire maintenance and replacements! You can get out of the car, I'm still busy."
Zhan Xiucheng wanted to dismiss Wang Ying with an impatient attitude.
Seeing this, Wang Ying could only do the next best thing, "Mr. Zhan, you don't want the tire replacement money, but you can accept the car washing money. I know that cleaning an ordinary car after it is spit out and dirty will cost several hundred. Your car It has to start at two thousand anyway, do you think I can transfer it to you three thousand?"
Wang Ying refused to get out of the car and had to pay the cleaning fee before she could.
Zhan Xiucheng waved his hand, his expression becoming increasingly impatient.
"Three thousand, just three thousand."
Zhan Xiucheng called up the payment code, and Wang Ying immediately scanned the code to pay.
She still has three thousand, and the fifteen thousand she borrowed from Wen Rao will be returned to her later.
But when transferring money, it showed that there was not that much money on her bank card.
Wang Ying was confused. She clearly remembered that there were more than 5000 on the card.
How can it not be enough?