Bringing the Nation’s Husband Home

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Qiao Anxia hesitated for a while in the bottom of his heart, and finally bent his lips and shook his head funny at Qiao An: "How can I know who Lu Jinnian likes? I haven't contacted him for a long time, I know with you It’s the same, just because people say that the girl he likes is already married, so I just asked you.

"Oh." Joe Ann said in a pretentious manner, biting the straw, turning his head, and looking out of the cafe window.

After a while, Qiao Anxia put down the coffee cup he was holding and asked, "I haven't seen Jiamu for a long time. Is he okay recently?"

The real Xu Jiamu was still lying in the hospital, did not wake up, but the others didn't know it... Joan nodded and said, "It's good."

After a while, he added: "You know, after Brother Jiamu is disfigured, he doesn't like to come out and meet people."

"It's really a pity that if Jiamu didn't have a car accident, he was with you, and he really looked like a woman with Lang Cai."

Joan lowered her eyelids to cover the guilty conscience, smiled, and said nothing.

"But it doesn't matter anymore. Now the cosmetic surgery technology is so advanced, waiting for Jiamu's body to recover, and then find a way."

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When Lu Jinnian received Qiao An's good text message, he was sitting in the conference room of Huaying Media, listening to the department manager's report on the performance. These performances had been roughly scanned before the meeting, so he was a little absent-minded.

The mobile phone in my pocket suddenly shook. At first, I didn't think about taking it out, but just felt a little bored, so I took out the mobile phone. I didn't expect it to be a text message from Joan.

In an instant, Lu Jinnian had the illusion of going back in time. This kind of scene is a bit like when he was in college when he was sitting in the library and was baffled by the homework that was dropped because of the filming. When I came out to look at it, it was some insignificant questions from Qiao An: "You received a costume play?" "Listening to Jia Mu brother, you are hanging out because of filming?" "Snow in Hangzhou? Can you see the broken snow on the broken bridge?"

Whenever he was slightly tired and irritable, he quietly miraculously calmed down, and then holding a mobile phone alone, he could chat with her quietly for a long time.

Lu Jinnian thought of the beauty of those youths, his eyebrows were stained with a layer of sadness and emotion, and his finger moved gently on the phone screen twice, giving Joan good news.

It was already five o'clock after the meeting. Lu Jinnian returned to the office, processed some documents that were badly needed today, and then picked up the phone, glanced at the time, it was already five twenty, so he opened the text message again. I had a good conversation with Joan during my meeting, and I couldn't help but hung a smile.

"Mr. Lu..." The assistant shouted Lu Jinnian's name and pushed in.

Lu Jinnian hurriedly buckled his mobile phone on his desk, and said indifferently, "What's wrong?"

"Mr. Lu, there is a dinner tonight. It is set at seven o'clock. It may be congested when we wait. We need to leave early..."

Before the assistant's words were finished, Lu Jinnian interrupted lightly: "I'm not going to dinner tonight."

The assistant froze for a moment, and Lu Jinnian stood up, while wearing clothes, and said indifferently: "I drove off the car first, you come directly to the company tomorrow morning, you don't have to go to the Jinxiu Garden."