Chapter: 276

He and Tian Changsheng are friends, and it's normal for friends to reminisce about the old days, but with Wang Mao's personality, after losing chess, shouldn't he focus on studying chess? Why would you waste time looking for Tian Changsheng?

"Although I can't enter the villa, I can't just leave casually. Let's do it another day." Han Sanqian said.

Tian Ling'er pouted, why is this guy willing to stay at the Su's house so shamelessly? Is Su Yingxia really that good?

In terms of beauty and figure, Tian Ling'er doesn't think she will lose to Su Yingxia, and she is still young and her body is in the development stage, maybe she will have a better figure than Su Yingxia in the future.

What a blind man, can't even see potential stocks like Miss Ben?

"I won't tell you anymore, Grandpa is here." After speaking, Tian Ling'er hung up the phone, looked down at her chest, and thought to make it bigger. Maybe it can attract Han Sanqian.

"God, I'll leave this to you, you must help me find a way." Before leaving, Wang Mao said to Tian Changsheng.

"Grandpa Wang, go slowly."

"Ling'er is so good, Grandpa Wang forgot to bring you a gift this time, and I will make it up next time." Wang Mao walked towards the door as he spoke.

"Grandpa Wang, that's what you said last time." Tian Ling'er said with a smile.


Without looking back, Wang Mao hurried out the door.

Tian Changsheng smiled lightly and said, "You have to scare him so that he won't come back next time."

Tian Ling'er pouted and said with displeasure: "Who made him say that every time? From the first time I saw him, he told me to give me a gift. It's been so many years, I haven't seen him yet." What kind of gift is it?"

"Hahahaha." Tian Changsheng laughed. Although Wang Mao has a high status in Yuncheng, he is also an upright person. He never accepts favors from others, so his life is stretched. How can he have spare money for Tianling? What about buying gifts?

But this old guy also wants to save face, so he has to mention it every time.

"Grandpa. Why did Grandpa Wang come to see you?" Tian Ling'er asked curiously.

"He asked me for help." Tian Changsheng sat on the sofa with a smile on his face.

"Help? Grandpa Wang is not from the shopping mall. How can I help you?" Tian Ling'er said puzzledly, and did not give gifts to Wang Mao. She wasn't really angry, because she knew Wang Mao's situation very well, and she still admired him in her heart, who was unmoved by money. Not much now.

"He has an old opponent who will go to Yuncheng recently. He has lost for decades. This old guy said that this may be the last time we meet. He doesn't want to lose." Tian Changsheng said.

"Cut." Tian Ling'er scorned Tian Changsheng unabashedly, and said, "Could you help him win? Grandpa lost psychologically."

Speaking of this, Tian Changsheng's expression became frozen, except for the martial arts. The biggest hobby is playing chess, but under Han Sanqian's violent ravages, Tian Changsheng has lost one hobby now, not to mention playing chess, as long as he sees it, he will feel a headache.

"How do you talk to grandpa? Before meeting Han Sanqian, grandpa was also a master of killing people everywhere." Tian Changsheng said unconvinced.

"What about after meeting?" Tian Linger looked at Tian Changsheng ghostly.

Tian Changsheng took a deep breath, pretending to be angry, but Tian Ling'er looked at him without fear. The old man was immediately discouraged.

"Can't you save some face for Grandpa?" Tian Changsheng said bitterly.

"Grandpa!" Tian Ling'er's expression suddenly became shocked, and she said, "Grandpa Wang didn't want to ask Han Sanqian for help, so I asked you to come forward?"

"Otherwise?" Tian Changsheng nodded and said.

Tian Ling'er laughed out loud, and the silver-like laughter echoed throughout the villa.

"Han Sanqian is really good, even Grandpa Wang asked him for help." After laughing enough, Tian Ling'er raised her fist and said proudly.

"Look at your complacency, it's Han Sanqian who is the best. It's not you, why are you happy." Tian Changsheng said speechlessly. JrNovels.com