159: Who are you going to?

After deciding to go shopping, Zhang Bo specifically drove back to Fengqingyuan Community to pick up Wen Ying as well.

Although Wen Ying had no problems living at home by herself and could even prepare simple meals for dinner, Zhang Bo still chose to bring her along.

After all, since Wen Qian was now his woman, Wen Ying was his sister-in-law.

Zhang Bo felt he should take extra care of his sister-in-law.

Emerging from Fengqingyuan Community once again, the seating arrangement in the car had changed.

Previously, Zhang Bo sat in the front alone, while Zheng Qinghan and Wen Qian sat in the back.

After all, there was only one seat left in the front, and although both of them wanted to sit there to be closer to Zhang Bo, Zheng Qinghan wanted to maintain a good relationship with Wen Qian.

And since Wen Qian wasn't the type to compete for things, they both simply sat in the back.

This time, with Wen Ying added to the mix, Zheng Qinghan sat in the front passenger seat, while Wen Qian and Wen Ying sat in the back.

Wen Ying's wheelchair was folded up and didn't even need to be put in the trunk, because the interior space of the zunjie was large enough that placing a folded wheelchair between the seats or in the aisle was no problem at all.

Just moments ago, Zhang Bo and Wen Qian had worked together to lift Wen Ying into her seat, with Zheng Qinghan helping as well.

This was the first time Wen Ying had ridden in such an expensive car.

The last time she rode in a car, it was also driven by Zhang Bo.

It was that old BMW belonging to Bai Shanshan.

The old BMW certainly couldn't compare to this zunjie. Although the zunjie wasn't extremely expensive, as one of the pioneers of domestic enterprises entering the luxury car field, the vehicle's features were very high-end.

Take these seats, for example; once you sat down, you could feel a sense of comfort as if your whole body was being wrapped and supported.

"It's so comfortable!"

Wen Ying savored the experience for a moment and couldn't help but exclaim, and only then did her attention shift to the front.

It wouldn't have mattered if she hadn't looked, but once she did, Wen Ying was instantly infuriated.

She saw Zhang Bo driving in the front seat.

However, he had the intelligent driving mode on, so he basically didn't need to operate it himself; he was just leaning back in his seat with his hands resting on the steering wheel.

Beside him, Zheng Qinghan had opened a box of fruit, skewered a piece with a toothpick, and fed it into Zhang Bo's mouth.

This was something she had bought at the fruit shop downstairs when Wen Qian went upstairs to pick up Wen Ying earlier.

It was all pre-cut fruit. She had spent a small fortune on the best quality fruit; not only was the fruit itself premium, but the pieces were all taken from the choicest parts of the fruit.

Having finally secured a chance to spend time with Zhang Bo, Zheng Qinghan was determined to please him well.

At first, she just used a toothpick to feed him the fruit, but after a few pieces, she felt that was a bit too ordinary, so Zheng Qinghan changed tactics and simply used her fingers to feed the fruit to Zhang Bo.

Zheng Qinghan's fingers were fair and slender, her skin very delicate, as her slender, jade-like fingers held the fruit and delivered it into Zhang Bo's mouth.

At this moment, the physical sensation was secondary.

It was mainly the psychological feeling brought about by this service that made one feel very comfortable.

Zhang Bo was comfortable, and Zheng Qinghan was satisfied. But in the back, Wen Ying simply couldn't stand watching it.

"Sis, Sis!" Wen Ying reached out and poked her sister, Wen Qian, signaling her to look ahead.

"I know," Wen Qian said softly, then looked away.

She had seen it long ago and naturally felt a bit bitter inside, but acting on the principle of not causing trouble for Zhang Bo, she pretended not to see it.

"Sis, she's going too far!" Wen Ying's eyes were practically spitting fire.

The two sisters had similar underlying personalities; both were very gentle and kind, but there were some differences.

Wen Qian was gentle through and through, while on the surface, Wen Ying had a very fiery temper.

Wen Qian could pretend not to see it, but she simply couldn't stand it. In Wen Ying's eyes, this was Zheng Qinghan deliberately showing off!

"It's nothing..." Wen Qian didn't feel good either, but she still tried to persuade her sister.

"Sis, you need to stand up for yourself!" Wen Ying felt frustrated that her sister wouldn't fight back.

Sometimes, Wen Qian's attitude of not competing or grabbing, and being willing to suffer losses, was quite infuriating.

Wen Qian turned slightly and whispered in her sister's ear: "Didn't you say you didn't want me to be with your brother-in-law?"

"That's different!" Wen Ying lowered her voice as well and said: "Sis, that woman is doing this now, it's like she's completely walking all over you!"

"Don't overthink it..." Wen Qian remained gentle. This made Wen Ying furious.

Although she was focused on earning enough money after her surgery and recovery so she could stand up, pay off her debts, and redeem her sister.

But... at this moment, she couldn't tolerate another woman competing for her sister's man.

In short, the two sisters had different personalities.

Wen Qian saw things more clearly; she knew what she wanted, so as long as her bottom line wasn't touched, she took most things in stride.

Wen Ying, on the other hand, was purely a creature of emotion.

Although she really didn't want her sister to be Zhang Bo's mistress, when another woman was with Zhang Bo and acting intimate, she would instinctively want to fight and compete, like a leopard whose territory had been encroached upon.

But unfortunately, her sister Wen Qian just had that kind of personality.

After Wen Qian's persuasion failed, she still felt unwilling to accept it and could only grit her teeth inwardly.

Her sister was still too gentle and kind and simply couldn't fight against these vixens.

Since that was the case, she would just have to help her sister!

Wen Ying made up her mind; previously, her sister had always helped her, so from now on, she would help her sister.

Looking at her sister, she seemed to really like Zhang Bo.

Since that was the case, she would help her sister stay by Zhang Bo's side forever and drive away all those vixens!

Thus, the vow in the heart of Wen Ying, who still couldn't stand up, had changed once again.

Before, she had been thinking about earning enough money to redeem her sister.

But now, she wanted to help her sister gain Zhang Bo's favor!

...

Up front, Zheng Qinghan's service was so good that Zhang Bo was really enjoying it, and he didn't notice the conversation between the two sisters in the back.

Time passed quickly, and the zunjie arrived at the destination in intelligent driving mode. It even automatically found a parking spot in the underground garage.

This was a high-end shopping mall.

Zhang Bo, Zheng Qinghan, and Wen Qian got out of the car first, and then the three of them worked together to help Wen Ying out.

Then, the four of them entered the mall and started shopping.

Today, Zhang Bo had just received over three million, and although he had already spent six hundred thousand and promised to lend Song Zi over one or two million, he was at least very wealthy right now.

After some spending, he had spent one or two hundred thousand. He didn't buy too many things—he bought a piece of jewelry for Zheng Qinghan and an outfit for each of the Wen sisters.

Then they had a high-end Chinese meal.

By now, it was already evening. The four of them went down to the underground garage and got into the car, and then a question arose: Where to go tonight?