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Chapter 29 Give a Chance

"No..." Wen Wenxin was inexplicable, but the store manager immediately said, "A man came over early this morning to ask for leave for you. I have already given you a day off today!"

Wen Xin opened her mouth in surprise. Someone asked for leave for her. Is that right?

"Here, it's him!" Wen Xin immediately turned around and looked outside, only to see Zhan Yang's car parked outside the cake shop. He was leaning in front of the car, smiling proudly at her.

Wen Xin opened the door angrily and walked out. When she walked in front of Zhan Yang, she unladylikely picked up his collar and shouted at him, "Are you looking for death? Why are you here to make trouble again!"

What enemies! Oh, she had a headache!

I thought I had gotten rid of him, but I still followed him...

"Xin'er, do you know how much I feel sorry for you? Can't we stop doing this work?" Zhan Yang pulled her to please and begged. He wanted to be nice to her, but she wouldn't let him, but he saw how hard she worked.

, he felt very uncomfortable because he had to go to school and work two jobs.

"Zhanyang, you are done now. Didn't I tell you not to come to me?"

Wen Xin kicked him twice, but she was still a little upset. Her life was already chaotic enough, and he still blindly intervened.

"Xin'er, I just want to be good to you..." The outspoken concern in Zhan Yang's eyes made her feel guilty, but more importantly, helpless, "Zhan Yang!"

"Anyway, I've already asked for leave. Let's go. I'll take you to play!" Zhan Yang was stronger than her after all. He half pushed and half held her and pulled her into the car. Wen Xin sighed deeply, okay.

, just follow him once!

Wenxin never expected that Zhanyang would take her to the children's paradise. Because it was a weekend, there were many people, most of them children. When the two of them crowded together with a bunch of children to ride on the pirate ship, Wenxin almost felt ashamed.

"I've always wanted to come here, but I never had the chance to come. Today I finally found someone to accompany me!" Zhan Yang's innocent smile made Wen Wen immediately feel very warm.

Except for Wen Suxin, a relative, she doesn't have many friends. How many of them are as sincere to her as Zhan Yang?

When they got on the Ferris wheel and reached the highest point, Zhanyang suddenly held her cheek and kissed her. He said, "Xin'er, give me a chance to take care of you, I mean... for the rest of your life!"

When she landed, Wen Wen felt a little dizzy, and her heart was beating extremely chaotically, but she couldn't give an answer to Zhan Yang's words.

Zhan Yang took Wen Wen to the French restaurant. Wen Wen didn't say much. After eating, Zhan Yang took her to the racecourse. Wen Wen had never been here before. As soon as she entered the venue, she saw the grassland.

Those majestic horses are parked there, and there are also special breeds, such as Kazakh horses and Dutch warmblood horses, many of which are so warm and hard to name.

"Xin'er, come here and pet it. It's a good horse and very docile!" Zhan Yang didn't know when he led a white velvet horse to Wen Xin, grabbed her hand and stroked it on the horse's back.

And it seemed to be spiritual, and it made a "ouch" sound from its mouth.

"Change your clothes, I'll take you for a ride!" Zhan Yang took the two sets of clothes handed over by the staff, and handed another set to Wen Wen. She hurriedly declined, "No, I'll just watch here.

OK, go ride it!"

Her heart cannot bear strenuous exercise and she knows how to exercise restraint.

"Okay!" Zhan Yang didn't insist anymore. He quickly changed his clothes and stepped onto the horse. He looked even more energetic in his riding clothes.

Wenxin waved to him, and Zhanyang blew her a kiss. Just as he was about to ride, a black horse suddenly ran towards him. It was very tall and strong. The powerful cry of the horse fell straight into Wenxin's ears.

She raised her head to cover the strong light in the corner of her eyes with her hands. The man sitting on the horse, who else could it be if it wasn't Mo Sijue?


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