After the Rebirth, I Was Targeted By the Boss

  Chapter 25 Jiang Shao who is crazy with joy

  The daily APP has been downloaded in the new mobile phone, and there are even some of the most popular games nowadays, but the column of mobile phone contacts is empty.

   After thinking about it, she saved the number of another mobile phone, and the contact name was grandma.

   hesitated for a while, then dialed Jiang Ziyi's phone number again.

   was hung up.

   She didn't continue calling, she saved Jiang Ziyi's name and sent a message.

  【This is my new number, Tang Qi. 】

   After a second, the phone rang frantically, Tang Qi cut it off, and muted the phone.

  【Sleep, inconvenient. 】

  【Sorry little fairy, I didn’t know it was you who called, I was wrong, forgive me. 】

  Jiang Ziyi regretted his heart and lungs. One night, his mood went up and down like a roller coaster.

  【Little Fairy, are you asleep? 】

【Um. 】 Tang Qi back.

  【I went to the Emperor's Clubhouse, but you have left, so sad. 】

  Tang Qi didn't reply.

  【I'm so happy, that boy Chen Wenhao was beaten up, and it was you, little fairy, who did it yourself. I want to thank you, treat you to dinner, and give you gifts. I'll buy you everything you want. 】

  Tang Qi ignored it.

  【Does the little fairy usually wear makeup? Do you like YSL's lipstick case? Or TF's? 】

  Tang Qi directly blocked people.

   She probably had her brain rusted just now, so she sent text messages to Jiang Shaocheng.

   Just for a moment, she just wanted to tell her friends the contact information. But is Jiang Ziyi a friend? No, but it was the first stranger she met who showed her kindness after she was resurrected.

   That's all.

  Jiang Ziyi happily returned to Xiangshan Villa.

  Although Tang Qi didn't reply to his message, he understood that girls are always embarrassed. He has already placed an order and will get the gift box tomorrow.

   Changed his slippers, Jiang Ziyi went to the underground wine cellar to choose a bottle of Petrus, sat alone in the living room with his legs on the coffee table, drinking by himself.

  Mo Shaoshen just finished the video conference, went downstairs to pour water, and saw Jiang Ziyi who was half-drunk and half-awake on the sofa, expressionless.

   He went to the kitchen to pour water, went back upstairs, and was stopped by Jiang Ziyi when he was halfway there.

   "Uncle!"

  Mo Shao stood still, turned around, looked down, and said indifferently, "Go back to your room and sleep when you're drunk, and don't get drunk."

  The servant who lived in the room on the ground floor heard the shout and came out, and saw Mo Shaochen greet him respectfully, and then looked at Jiang Shaocheng on the sofa.

   "Oh, after drinking so much, I'm going to cook a bowl of sober soup for Young Master Jiang."

  Mo Shaoshen turned around and continued upstairs.

"Uncle! I'm so happy! The little fairy called me! She bought a new mobile phone, and she gave me her phone number! I want to buy her TF! Chanel, LV, Hermes, all for her !" Jiang Ziyi danced and shouted, pulling out his phone.

   Mo Shaoshen, who didn't know when he came down, took the phone from Jiang Ziyi's hand without any effort.

   "Mobile phone, return my phone!"

  Jiang Ziyi leaned over and came up to grab it, Mo Shaoshen took a few steps back and instructed the servant on the side in a deep voice, "There is no need to cook the sober soup, help him up to sleep."

  The servants hurriedly responded.

   Mo Shaochen, who returned to the study, looked at the information on the phone screen, his black eyes narrowed with a dangerous and deep light.

   A good night's sleep.

   At five in the morning, Tang Qi got up as usual and went to the small park opposite the urban village for training.

   Afraid that her grandmother would wake up early, she skipped half an hour of exercise. When she bought breakfast and returned to the daily rental, it was exactly seven o'clock and her grandmother was combing her hair.

   After breakfast, Tang Qi packed her things and took her grandmother back to the tin house.

   helped grandma move the wet mattress to the sun, pulled the rope again, washed the sheets and quilt covers and dried them before Tang Qi went out.

   As soon as he left the village, the phone rang in his hand. It was an unfamiliar number. The six 1s in a row fully indicated the extraordinaryness of the owner of the number.

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   (end of this chapter)