Wen Ning was a girl Feng Lin met in Gu City.
Just like Zhao Qingqing, she was a very hardworking girl next door.
But in terms of luck, she was much luckier than Zhao Qingqing.
She was still in college, yet she already had her own braised chicken shop.
Every time after school or on weekends, she would drive her Wuling Hongguang mini to deliver food for her own shop.
She also managed to save quite a bit of money.
Wen Ning had cut her hair into a neat short style that just reached her neck.
With her delicate features, you would believe her if she said she was a high school student.
Xu Ruoying looked at Wen Ning and pinched Feng Lin's waist in annoyance.
This bastard, how could he always bump into pretty girls wherever he went.
"Wen Ning, what are you doing here?"
Feng Lin put his arm around Xu Ruoying's shoulder, pretending they were bosom buddies, "My wife and I came here on vacation, and we ran into you."
