He Is Warmer Than Time

Just such a man, actually got along with Mu Mian.

"Then your taste is really bad."

Mu Mian felt that, well, it was Tang Ji'an who was not merciful, and wanted to say what to say, as if standing on Yundian, overlooking the crowd.

The snow outside the window was getting bigger and bigger, and she whispered: "My cousin introduced to me. He was very nice at the time, gentle, gentle, and considerate."

She likes that kind of warm man, so she hated Tang Ji'an so much at the beginning. The indifference of Tang Ji'an who is thousands of miles away is what she really looks down on.

It's a pity that he knows people and doesn't know his heart. Liao is gentle, but he treats everyone the same way. He can take care of several women at the same time. In this comparison, Tang Jian's coldness seems to be more secure.

Tang Ji'an raised some eyebrows and didn't say much.

Mu Mian whispered: "No matter what, thank you for helping me just now."

Tang Ji'an still didn't say much, just picked up the file on the side and looked carefully.

Mu Mian sat aside bored and bored. The dim yellow street light outside the window flashed occasionally, and the flickering light flowed through the car. The snow outside the window was heavy, and it fell on the car window.

The carriage was too quiet, so she had nothing to say: "Look, the snow outside the window is really heavy."

"Hmm..." He responded lightly, but didn't look up, still focusing on the file in his hand.

Mu Mian leaned over: "What are you looking at?"

Tang Ji'an closed the file in his hand a little: "It's my job."

She suddenly remembered the nature of his work. He is the vice-president of the procuratorate. Therefore, the files in his hand should be criminal files and cannot be leaked to the outside.

She quickly moved aside: "Sorry, I... didn't intend to spy on your privacy at work."

Tang Ji'an glanced at her: "The case file I'm looking at is a very serious criminal case. Did you see it just now?"

Mu Mian shook his hand quickly: "No, no, I haven't seen it at all."

"I do not believe."

Mu Mian was dumbfounded: "It's true, I really haven't seen it at all."

Tang Ji'an put the case file in the briefcase on the side, then folded his long legs and stretched out his cuffs: "This is not a trivial matter. For safety's sake, you have to stay with me until the case is over."

Mu Mian: "Ah? Then...what about my scene?"

Tang Ji'an: "I will personally say hello to the directors and investors of your crew. I believe they should be able to understand."

Mu Mian collapsed, and defended in a low voice: "But...but I really didn't see it at all."

Tang Ji'an: "Here."

"Huh? It's my bungalow, get off the car."

Mu Mian followed him out of the car in a daze. The man was waiting for her outside the car with a **** umbrella. She raised her eyes, and under the umbrella, his face was reflected by the dim yellow street lights and the white snow. That made her think of another word.

The extravagance is pressing.

In short, Tang Ji'an, aside from his superior appearance, he is definitely a man who knows that he is very rich at a glance.

Mu Mian ditched and got out of the car and entered the bungalow next to him.

His mansion is covered with underfloor heating. As soon as he enters the house, he feels the heating rushing over his face.

Mu Mian's father opened a small clinic, and now major general hospitals are under attack, and his small clinic is also showing some minor illnesses to some neighbours, so his family can only be regarded as ordinary, naturally he has never lived in such a high-class house.