He Is Warmer Than Time

Compared to Zhong Qi, Sun An must be more trusting of her friends in the same department. She can see Zhong Qi's hypocritical face clearly.

She gritted her teeth and said: "Don't pretend, Zhong Qi, you wait for me, you lost my iron rice bowl, I won't let it go."

Sun An's family still has something to do with it. It may be a little bit worse than the real rich and powerful family, but her father is the deputy director of the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, and her contacts are good in all aspects.

If the job of the procuratorate is lost, she can still enter other public offices.

It's just a pity that the man she likes is in the procuratorate.

This is what she hates Zhong Qi most.

After Sun An let out his harsh words, he left directly and aggressively.

Zhong Qi snorted, paper tiger, still want to fight her? Really overweight.

At the end of September, the weather gradually cooled down.

After Mu Mianyan’s Chronicle of the Island was broadcast on CCTV, it triggered a wave of ratings, and it has truly made the alleys empty.

Her name is really a household name now, and those neighbors in Sanyuan Lane privately talk about Mu Mian even more fiercely.

Those aunts and aunts get together and love to talk about Mu Mian.

"The Mu Mian of Mu Sanjia is really red now. I went to the vegetable market today and I saw that the stationery store outside sold her stickers."

"I heard that those actresses are not clear with the wealthy businessmen."

"Mu Mian from the third family of Mu can't be like this, right."

"Knowing people, knowing the face and not knowing the heart."

"Isn't she with the vice president Tang of the procuratorate."

"Can a family like Vice President Tang really marry her as a daughter-in-law? Doesn't she have to plan for her future sooner?"

"Well, it makes sense. It seems that the elders of the Tang vice-institute's family came over that day. I was buying tofu and I saw it. The elders seemed to look down on Mu Mian."

Feng Xia's face was determined: "I'll pack the tickets, and Deputy Dean Tang will just play with her. This girl, nowadays, has a high spirits. How good was the relationship with Xiaoye before? Look, now I don’t care about Xiaoye. The reality is very real ."

Mu Mian sat in the pergola on the patio, watching the ticking rain outside, holding a French book in his hand.

Her simple conversations in French are basically no problem now, but it seems useless.

Cao Feng was busy going in and out in the kitchen as usual. He raised his eyes and shouted at Mu Mian: "It's raining outside, it's cold. Don't sit outside."

Mu Mian got up, stretched, and was about to enter the kitchen, but when she heard a knock on the door, she hurried to open the door in the rain.

Thinking that you would see Tang Ji'an, it was Tang Ji'an's aunt who caught your eye.

Mu Mian welcomed her generously: "Hello, aunt."

Han Ping didn't give her a lot of face: "You don't need to call my aunt if you don't have Ji'an, just call me Mrs. Su."

Mu Mian's smile was a little stiff, and the officials and wives probably regarded themselves very highly.

She smiled: "Mrs. Su."

She really didn't really care about a name, if it weren't for the elders whom Ji An respected especially, she wouldn't need to be so wronged.

It's just that today's elders seem to be getting more and more difficult to get along with, but the younger generations are more sensible.

"Excuse me, Mrs. Su, what's the matter?"

Han Ping held the umbrella, deliberately not shielding her from the rain: "Let’s go to Sinan Mansion for dinner in the evening."

Mu Mian was a little suspicious. Why did Ji'an's aunt come to invite her to dinner?

Doesn't she dislike her?