The horns blared on the road all the time, and Jiang Ran felt that everything was still. The milk tea in his hand fell to the ground with a "crack".
And the secretary who was still waiting across the road was stupid.
When was the third master of Shanghai Jiang treated like this?
Jiang Moyuan can decide the life and death of a small family just by speaking casually.
Who dares to provoke?
Jiang Moyuan looked at the Coca-Cola stains on his body and the bank card that had fallen on the floor, his face was terribly cold, and his voice came out from between his teeth: "Ying, Zi, Jin!"
Ying Zijin finished replying to Fu Yunshen's last message, put back his phone, and put his hands in his pockets.
Her expression was indifferent, her brows and eyes were covered with coolness, and she was not at all oppressed by the low pressure on Jiang Moyuan's body.
Jiang Ran narrowed his eyes.
He grew up in the imperial capital, and only returned to Shanghai once in a while, so he didn't have much communication with his third uncle, who was by blood.
But I also know that because Jiang Moyuan has fought in the business world for many years, his aura is extremely awe-inspiring, not to mention little girls, even grown men can't look at her.
But Jiang Ran clearly felt that the girl's aura was like still water flowing deep, which made people feel terrible.
Jiang Moyuan is completely incomparable.
"400,000, buy this gerruti suit on you, and pay back the bursaries you have provided over the years with interest." Ying Zijin said lightly, "Please don't appear in front of me in the future."
Jiang Moyuan laughed angrily when he heard this: "What did you say?"
It seems that he is pestering her.
"I forgot to say something to Uncle Jiang last time." Ying Zijin said again, "I wish you and my sister-in-law a happy marriage for a hundred years and have a precious son soon."
With this title, Jiang Moyuan's back suddenly tensed.
"I don't know how I gave Uncle Jiang the illusion that I have feelings for you." Ying Zijin nodded slightly, without losing her demeanor, "Say it clearly now, and don't be too sentimental in the future."
"I don't like you, and I don't want to see you. Please also ask your fiancee not to bother me, and leave me alone."
Whether it's before she wakes up or during her deep sleep, Jiang Mo is far more than she is just a stranger.
Perhaps the initial bursary was just a student aid project, but the purpose of bringing her to Shanghai is obvious¡ª¡ª
Together with the Ying Family, we will provide Ying Luwei with a living blood bank.
Jiang Moyuan's eyes changed abruptly, it was the first time he saw such emotion in the girl's eyes.
Indifferent and alienated, cold and indifferent, without any admiration.
Either way, it gave him a feeling of being out of control.
A little out of breath, his expression was embarrassed for a moment, and his heart was still inexplicably cold.
"If I see Uncle Jiang again¡ª" Ying Zijin yawned, tilted his head, and smiled, "I'll see you once and hit you once."
After the secretary who came back to his senses rushed over, he just heard these words.
He looked at the girl in disbelief, unable to understand.
Didn't this second lady of the Ying family always want to hook up with the third master?
The secretary looked at Jiang Moyuan's expression, and smiled politely: "I advise Miss Ying to think carefully about what she says. If you are like this, there is really no room for redemption in the future."
Ying Zijin didn't bother to look at them anymore, she put the hood of the sweater over her head: "Let's go."
Jiang Ran was still watching the play, and it took two seconds before he realized that these two words were addressed to him.
He didn't follow up immediately, but instead taunted: "I also advise you to save yourself, she doesn't even look up to me, let alone an old man."
Although he hasn't admitted that he is the father of their class, he can't let others step on him, right?
Where to put the face of his school bully?
The secretary never expected that Jiang Ran would help Ying Zijin slap Jiang Moyuan in the face, and was shocked: "Master Jiang Ran, the third master is doing this for your own good."
In terms of assets, Jiang Ran is naturally inferior to Jiang Moyuan who has worked hard for ten years.
But in terms of status, Jiang Moyuan is really not as good as Jiang Ran.
Who made Jiang Huapinggao marry to the imperial capital?
"Fuck, you're crazy, I don't understand." Jiang Ran was also angry, "You all pretend to be passionate in the name of my own good, who let you take care of it? Are you going to take care of me?"
So is the old woman in the Ying family, is she annoying?
Jiang Ran ignored him and followed the girl.
Jiang Moyuan took a deep breath and used all his restraint to not catch up.
He suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, and said coldly: "WingJin, don't regret it. "
Ying Zijin stopped and turned around suddenly.
She has a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes, and when they are slightly raised, they are shimmering.
It was obviously a glamorous color, but because of her cold brows and eyes, she gave off a cold feeling.
"I'll give you these three words too." She lowered her voice and chuckled, but her smile was cold, "Don't regret it."
**
Convenience store.
"Awesome, you are really awesome." Jiang Ran was convinced, "Aren't you afraid of Jiang Moyuan's revenge?"
Ying Zijin picked out snacks: "He just comes."
"It's okay, I can help you if he comes." Jiang Ran was actually quite upset, "But why do you call him Uncle Jiang?"
"Oh, always remind him of his old age."
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Jiang Ran's mood suddenly improved: "Hurry up, hurry up, I helped you just now, you fight with me."
He thought that Ying Zijin would still not agree, but she actually nodded.
"Then let's go now." Jiang Ran was going to pull her, "You can go back to eat fried chicken after the fight."
But he failed to pull it, and was intercepted halfway.
There was a slightly hoarse voice wrapped in a smile, low and seductive: "No, our children can't fight."
"Who are you, you, don't care" Jiang Ran raised his head, stopped his words, and his face darkened, "Why are you?"
Fu Yunshen took a bag of high-level snacks for the girl, but did not answer.
Ying Zijin didn't even think that he would come now: "Didn't you say I'll go find you in a while?"
"It's okay, brother has a lot of time anyway." Fu Yun didn't care deeply, "Go ahead and play."
He was originally near the city center, and when he received news from Jiang Moyuan, he came here because he was afraid that something would happen to her.
Unexpectedly, the kid is really ruthless.
Jiang Ran started to chase people away: "Then why don't you leave? Don't disturb the lives of young people."
However, as soon as he finished speaking, the girl gave him all the snacks she bought, and then nodded: "I'll go with you now."
Fu Yun was startled for a moment, and his peachy eyes raised: "No, it's still early."
"It's okay." Ying Zijin said lightly, "There are a lot of them."
You are only one person.
Fu Yunshen's eyelashes moved, and he suddenly smiled.
Children are not hurting in vain.
He was quite moved.
Seeing the two leaving him behind, Jiang Ran: ""
grass.
He is autistic.
**
Since the major demerit was recorded, Ying Feifei was also forced to transfer to the regular class.
But because the whole second year of high school knew what she had done, the whole class in the new class rejected her, and their emotions almost collapsed.
Ying Feifei was extremely resentful, but she had no choice but to hold back her breath.
Life at home was also difficult, and Ying's father was very dissatisfied with her.
Ying Feifei clenched her fingers and bit the bullet to write a review.
But at this moment, a strange text message popped up on her mobile phone.
There is no text, only a photo is attached.
In the photo, Ying Zijin and Jiang Moyuan are hugging, very intimate. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com