Chapter 891 Brother Lin's Friend

All buggy.

Lin Feihang knew that these two cars belonged to Zhao Wenbin!

He has already arrived at home, waiting for Lin Feihang.

In the villa of the Zhuangyuan Mansion in Jiangbei City.

Everyone is in the living room.

Cui Xinru and Zhao Ziqiang were both sitting on the sofa. Beside Zhao Ziqiang sat a tall but fat middle-aged man who was about forty-five years old.

The middle-aged man was wearing a dark red Tang suit with gray linen trousers on his upper body, and cloth shoes with thousand-layer soles on his feet. On his wrist, he still wears a long-pasted Wenwan bracelet.

This outfit. Have to say, very distinctive!

This is not a dress that ordinary people can control.

Most people can't wear that smell. It may even give people an antique feeling.

This middle-aged man is absolutely fine!

This dress is casual and casual, and formal but formal, and it can be worn on any occasion. But the most important thing is to look at the personality!

This person is Zhao Wenbin!

"Mr. Zhao, please drink tea." Meng Xiaodie poured hot tea for Zhao Wenbin, with a respectful gesture, but not restrained, very graceful.

"Miss Meng, don't be busy, this is my second uncle, and they are all from my family." Zhao Ziqiang said with a smile after Meng Xiaodie served tea.

Zhao Ziqiang did not regard Meng Xiaodie as an outsider, not only because of Lin Feihang's relationship, but also because everyone was familiar with each other and could play together.

Although we have not known each other for a long time.

But Meng Xiaodie came from Heihai City, which is not far from Jingjiang City, and everyone is the same age, not only physically close, but also psychologically, they are all college students!

Yesterday when Lin Feihang went out, it was Meng Xiaodie, Zhao Ziqiang, and Cui Xinru who were at home. The three chatted, watched dramas, and played cards together. In this way, everyone had a common language.

Young people don't have so many complicated thoughts. So making friends is a very easy thing.

"It's a guest, it's also an elder." Meng Xiaodie said with a subtle sweet smile.

"Xiaoqiang, this is..." Zhao Wenbin spoke, looked at Zhao Ziqiang, gestured to Meng Xiaodie, and asked.

He naturally didn't know who Meng Xiaodie was, he only knew that this was Lin Feihang's home.

Judging by her clothes, appearance, figure and temperament, Meng Xiaodie could never be a servant.

Zhao Ziqiang already called her "Miss Meng", so naturally she couldn't be a servant.

Naturally, Zhao Wenbin would not have guessed that Meng Xiaodie was Lin Feihang's woman, because he knew that Lin Feihang, who had saved his nephew, was the eldest son of the Lin family and the boyfriend of Lu Xuanying, the eldest granddaughter of the Lu family. I told him when I called.

"Uh...Ms. Meng is Lin Feihang's friend..." Zhao Ziqiang hesitated for a while before speaking, and after he finished speaking, he exchanged a glance with Cui Xinru.

The two already knew the situation.

Also not good to be honest.

Especially it is not good to say that she is Lin Feihang's lover in front of Meng Xiaodie.

"Ah!" Zhao Wenbin glanced at his nephew with a tone of understanding.

But Zhao Wenbin has already seen that his nephew is lying.

Zhao Wenbin watched Zhao Ziqiang grow up and knew his nephew very well. However, Zhao Wenbin didn't have the heart to expose anything, because Meng Xiaodie's identity is not important!

It doesn't matter, it was just a random question just now.

"Mr. Zhao, sit down first." Meng Xiaodie said again, then hurried away and went to the kitchen.

Zhao Ziqiang said a few words with his second uncle, and Zhao Wenbin raised his hand to pinch Zhao Ziqiang's chin, twisted it twice, and looked left and right for the injury on Zhao Ziqiang's face.

"As for the case, let me take a look at it." Zhao Wenbin said again.

"Here is the second uncle." Cui Xinru took out the diagnosis report directly from her bag.

Zhao Wenbin looked at Zhao Ziqiang's case.

Not long.

Meng Xiaodie came out of the kitchen again. She went to wash the fruit and cut the fruit plate. In hospitality, it doesn't matter whether the guest eats or not. The important thing is to have it. This is a matter of attitude!

Meng Xiaodie here just put down the fruit plate.

At this time, the elevator on the first floor heard a ding, and the elevator door opened.

Lin Feihang came back and came up from the basement.

Meng Xiaodie turned around and looked around, then went to meet Ying Lin Feihang.

"Brother Lin is back." Zhao Ziqiang also stood up and looked over there.

"Mr. Lin." Meng Xiaodie greeted Lin Feihang as he approached him.

"The guests have arrived?" Lin Feihang asked casually.

"Yeah." Meng Xiaodie nodded.

Lin Feihang smiled, and raised his hand to pinch Meng Xiaodie's face in a very casual manner. Then he put one hand in his suit pocket and walked into the living room.

"Brother, this is my second uncle."

"Second Uncle, this is Brother Lin Feihang who saved me."

Zhao Ziqiang took two steps outside and introduced directly to both parties.

At the same time as Zhao Ziqiang introduced, Zhao Wenbin got up and looked Lin Feihang up and down.