He Is Warmer Than Time

Tang Ji’an said again: "I called Mu Mian to go to the prosecutor’s office to fight me for two days. If you have any questions, just ask me. Although I manage everything every day, I will also take the time to answer your questions. Don't embarrass her."

There seemed to be fireworks blooming in Mu Mian's heart.

And Mu Qin overturned the soy sauce bottle in his heart. The five flavors were mixed, the heaviest was the sourness, unwillingness, jealousy, and incredible.

Who is Tang Ji’an? She had heard about Tang Ji’an for a long time. Tang Vice Court was a person with extreme coldness. It seemed that if she committed a crime, he would not criticize her face to face. He would only give her a look for her to realize, and then She was replaced by his secretary.

This person is full of emotions and anger, and such a person would actually make an appearance for Mu Mianqiang, which is not a good sign.

Tang Ji'an said to Mu Mian again: "I didn't eat dinner. You can cook a bowl of noodles for me. I'll go back when I'm done."

Mu Mian was a little confused, Tang Ji'an grabbed her arm and pulled her out of the main hall: "Where is the kitchen?"

Mu Mian pointed to a bungalow on the right side of the courtyard: "There."

The two entered the kitchen, Liu Cuixiang and Mu Qin's faces were so gloomy that water dripped, and Mu Qin's eyes were full of gloomy, very good. Mu Mian has grown well and has become more capable. The previous method does not apply to her now.

She took her mother back to her home in the backyard, Liu Cuixiang was still muttering: "You just swallowed this bad breath?"

Mu Qin's face was gloomy: "That's not me."

Liu Cuixiang whispered: "Then what are you going to do? I see that Tang vice-house is obviously attracted by that dead girl's appearance, and that dead girl will use her Humeizi face to hook up on men."

Mu Qin's expression was calm: "The soldiers are here to cover the water and earth. Don't be too hasty, I will do something."

In the kitchen, it was dark. Mu Mian stretched his hand to pull the rope, but the light did not turn on. Tang Ji'an stood at the door and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Trip, power outage again."

"Are there frequent power outages?"

"Well, in this area, there are often power outages at night."

Tang Ji'an found it strange that his Sinan Mansion would hardly lose power.

Mu Mian flipped through the box and found a kerosene lamp, then struck a match and lit the kerosene lamp.

The dim light of the lamp jumped on her side face.

The kitchen is not big, but it is clean and tidy. It uses a gas tank. The stove is also neat. There is a small cupboard on the side and some vegetables under the cupboard.

Mu Mian took two big greens: "Just keep it simple and cook two bowls of noodles, okay?"

"can."

She was busy making supper, he stood at the door, watching her busy, and suddenly said: "Your elder aunt and cousin, have you always been bullying you like this?"

Mu Mian did not say good things for them, after all, she has been bullied in this way for the past twenty years.

She whispered: "Anyway, I am in this house, and my life is not so easy. I am used to it. I am here today. There are ears on the wall. I don't want to say more. I will have the opportunity to come to you in the future and tell you about it."

Tang Ji'an leaned on the door frame, playing with his fingers, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Okay, wait for me to be free."

He confided to her all the time, but he didn't know that the girl with a bright smile actually had her troubles.

The noodles are quickly cooked. Tang Ji'an is a person who is used to eating swallow wings and abalone. A bowl of green noodles at this moment is particularly delicious. Probably, the people who ate together are not the same.