Quickly Pass Through the Villain, He is Soft and Sweet

A man's voice came from inside the car.

"Ok."

Very quiet.

He half-raised his eyelids, and glanced lazily at Jing Wenbin beside him.

Jing Wenbin wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and his hair was parted halfway down the middle. He looked gentle, humble and steady.

At this moment, Jing Wenbin was holding a gift box in his hand, but instead of getting out of the car, he turned his head and said to Jing Yanxiu gently: "Yanxiu, won't you go in with me?"

The indifferent man beside him folded his slender legs slightly, with long eyelashes drooping, just quietly playing with the lucky bag in his hand.

Jing Yanxiu pursed his lips lightly, stroked the texture of the lucky bag with his snow-white fingertips, his expression extremely indifferent.

"No."

He spoke coldly.

Jing Wenbin knew that Jing Yanxiu didn't like this kind of scene, he didn't think that Jing Yanxiu would go there with him, and nodded after hearing Jing Yanxiu's answer.

Jing Wenbin said: "In that case, Yanxiu, wait for me in the car first, and I will be back soon."

Jing Yanxiu didn't answer, he was still leaning there, looking at the lucky bag in his hand.

The car door opened, and Jing Wenbin left.

This car was parked in front of Shen's house, attracting many people to watch, and those onlookers were chattering curiously about who would be in the car.

Later, when they saw a gentle and mature-looking man getting out of the car, everyone was slightly taken aback.

Passerby A muttered: "Who is this person? Why have I never seen him in Suzhou?"

Passer-by C didn't know him either, but said: "It looks like he should be a young master from a rich family. What is he doing here at Shen's house? He still has a gift in his hand! That gift box doesn't look cheap!"

"Of course it's not cheap. This is a high-end brand in Shanghai, and ordinary people can't afford it." Passer-by B rolled his eyes and said contemptuously.

"Shanghai?" Passerby A was slightly surprised.

Passer-by Ding rubbed his chin with his fingers, looking thoughtful, "Could it be that he came to propose marriage?" He expressed his conjecture.

The person next to him took a cold breath.

Passerby C felt that what Passerby Ding said was very reliable, nodded and said: "It must be! Otherwise, how could you bring such an expensive gift to your door?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Ms. Shen's family is only 19 to 20. The man just now must be 367, right? He can be Ms. Shen's uncle!" Passerby A felt that it was not realistic.

"That's right, it's almost two rounds away. That man looks like he should have a family too." Passerby C is an idiot, and he feels that what Passerby A said is also reasonable.

Passer-by B was puzzled, "Since you didn't come to see Miss Shen, could it be that you came to see Master Shen?"

Everyone thought: "It's not impossible."

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Here, Jing Wenbin didn't know that those people were already talking about him.

He came to Shen's house with the gift box, and the servants at the Shen's house stopped Jing Wenbin.

The guard looked at Jing Wenbin vigilantly, "Stop, what do you want to do?"

"I'm looking for Master Shen, please go and report this little brother." Jing Wenbin was not annoyed, but said with a gentle smile.

The guard looked up and down at Jing Wenbin. He seemed to be dressed luxuriously. He didn't look like he was looking for trouble, but rather gentle.

Seeing this, the guard's face softened a lot, "In this case, please wait at the door now, sir."

"Okay, I'm sorry." Jing Wenbin smiled, and his gold-rimmed glasses were gentle, "Let's just say it's an old friend's visit, and come to thank you."

"Okay." The guard nodded, turned around and went in.