285: C285 The Lady's Land

C285 The Lady's Land

The next morning, Hao Xiangxiang brought Wendu and Xiaoxiao to Beijing.

Wendu leaned on the back seat of the car and looked at the traffic outside. "Mushrooms, has the capital always been so congested?"

Hao Xiangxiang, who was driving at the front, turned her head and said, "It's rush hour at work. It'll be fine after a while."

After ten minutes of slow driving, the car finally sped up.

The three of them parked their car in front of the largest shopping mall in the capital.

In the men's area.

Xiaoxiao brought two suits to Wendu, "Try this on."

Wendu waved his hand. "Forget it, I hate suits the most."

Wendu also bought a suit before, but he wore it very hard. Wendu really didn't like that feeling, so he just hung it in the closet.

"Bro, just give it a try." Xiaoxiao pushed a black suit into Wendu's hands, "I think our dad's figure is pretty similar to yours, it's fine if you help him try it out."

Wendu nodded after a brief hesitation. Honestly, Wendu had never bought clothes for his dad before, so he took this opportunity to buy two more sets for his dad.

Not long later, Wendu walked out wearing a suit and pants.

Hao Xiangxiang adjusted the collar of Wendu's wrinkled shirt. "He's quite handsome. It's just that his hair is a little too long."

Xiaoxiao's eyes sparkled. "You're so handsome. Try this again."

"..."

During the whole afternoon, the three of them bought clothes in the shopping mall. Wendu, his parents, his sister, An Qing and Xiaoshan bought a bunch of clothes.

In the end, Wendu had to travel back and forth three times by himself before they all got into the car.

Wendu touched his shriveled stomach: "Let's find a place to eat, our stomachs are already empty."

Hao Xiangxiang nodded. "Let's go back and do it."

After a few minutes of driving, Hao Xiangxiang stopped the car in front of a beauty salon.

"Get out." With that, Hao Xiangxiang got off the car and walked inside.

Although Wendu was confused, he still got off the car and followed inside with his little hands holding hands.

The Beauty Clubhouse was very big. As Wendu walked inside, people kept nodding and greeting him.

As the two of them followed Hao Xiangxiang into the elevator, Wendu could not hold it in anymore, "Aunt Xiang, didn't you say you were going to cook? What's the point of coming to a beauty salon? "

"This is my business. I usually live here." Hao Xiangxiang answered.

"Mm …" Wendu nodded, "Has Aunt Xiang been living here all along?"

When the elevator reached the fifth floor, Hao Xiangxiang walked out first. "Follow me. I don't always live here, but usually I stay here. I'll stay with my sister for the rest of the time."

"Are you talking about Pan Qiqi's mother?" Wendu asked in confusion.

"Right." With that, she opened a door and said, "Come in. Although there is only this floor, there is still a lot of room."

Wendu walked in with Xiaoxiao in his arms. The interior was fully decorated and there were many rooms lined up on both sides. He exclaimed, "This is simply an independent villa!"

"Hur hur." Hao Xiangxiang took off her jacket and threw it on the sofa. "You guys sit first, I'll go cook. The drinks are in the fridge and the alcohol is in the liquor cabinet. Take whatever you want to drink."1

"..."

"Burp!" After the meal, Wendu and Hao Xiangxiang chatted casually: "Aunt Xiang, you're at the Golden Dragon Group while you're running a beauty club, it won't affect anything, will it?"

"I won't …" Hao Xiangxiang waved her hand, "Most of Golden Dragon Group have their own businesses. When the time comes, you can start your own company and manage them while working."

In the afternoon, the three of them got into another car and strolled around for half the afternoon.

Wendu thought of the things he bought today that made him want to cry but had no tears. It was not because of the money, but because he thought that there were too many things.

Even Xiaoqi and Daqi's, Hao Xiangxiang let Wendu buy a few to take back. He said that he had to ask Wendu to deliver it himself when he got back.

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