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Chapter 340

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Song Wenxuan did not look at the dining sign she handed over, but looked at Ding Wenlong and smiled: "Of course you have to listen to Mr. Ding's introduction to what to eat. He is the master. Forget it, there is no need to introduce it. Mr. Ding will take out the treasure of the restaurant and let us see the true level of Ding's restaurant, so that this trip is not in vain."

Ding Wenlong showed a signature smile: "Okay! I'll give you the best breakfast."

When he turned around and entered the kitchen to prepare food, Song Wenxuan and Tang Susu smiled and talked about some school anecdotes and history, and were full of expectations and curiosity about the start of school next week. After a moment, Song Wenxuan found an excuse to go to the bathroom and broke into the inner kitchen directly. Ding Wenlong was holding the bowls and chopsticks to prepare exquisite side dishes.

"A lot of questions?" Ding Wenlong seemed to have expected Song Wenxuan to come in, so he spoke without surprise: "Actually there is nothing to ask. All identities can be linked together. As I said in the library last time, poor academic performance and unable to find a job, which led to begging for a living. Occasionally, he found out that he went back to the old man's restaurant to help."

"Your reason is completely true, it's just a pure excuse."

In fact, when Song Wenxuan said this, he suddenly became relieved. Yes, why should he grab Ding Wenlong and chase him hard? He was not profitable to him. However, Song Wenxuan still gave a few interesting words: "It is not impossible for a genius to become a waste in the past, but I don't believe it happened to you Ding Wenlong."

"You have a story."

Song Wenxuan exhaled and his eyes became deeper: "But I don't want to gossip, after all, this is a private matter to you, but I'm a little curious. Why do you like to follow me? That panda car is yours, right? Is it just a coincidence after running with me several times? Or do you want to see my back?"

"I thought I was secret, but I didn't expect you to find it."

Ding Wenlong's face was still not too surprised, as if he never doubted Song Wenxuan's ability. He raised his head and smiled faintly: "But don't think I was following you on purpose. I was mainly worried that someone would hurt you. I heard a few people muttering that day, you have many enemies."

As Song Wenxuan's eyes condensed, Ding Wenlong stirred the sweet potato porridge and added: "They are gathering people to take revenge on you, and there are rumors that there are good players to join."

"So I'll take time to follow you every day and help me call the police or something."

Song Wenxuan was originally wary of Ding Wenlong, and he still had many questions in his heart. After all, Ding Wenlong was a bit of a fantasy to help him purely, and he must have other purposes. However, he still thanked Ding Wenlong for what he did. He could see that the latter did not lie, so he nodded and replied: "Thank you!"

How could Song Wenxuan know Ding Wenlong’s true identity? He thought that no matter whether it was the north and south areas of the city or the Tiancheng Mansion, the continuous major events occurred, as the Axe Gate was erased, the Zheng family disappeared, and the Ling family declined.

All of this matter is inseparable from Song Wenxuan’s friend Ye Lingtian. Ding Wenlong just wants to summarize all information and report it to the above.

Ding Wenlong lowered the heat of the porridge, and the aroma of the porridge after stirring was already spreading, which was extremely tempting: "I know you are wary of me. After all, my erratic identity makes you feel untrue, but I can say sincerely that I really want to make friends with you, and appreciate it from the bottom of my heart."

Speaking of this, Ding Wenlong closed the thick lid: "Although I have been in a down-and-out life in the past eight years, I have also worked in many professions, selling newspapers, carrying bricks, wiping toilets, transporting pigs, and even working as a supervisor in Lan Kwai Fong for a few days. They have all had their own relationships, but there are not many close friends."
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