He Is Warmer Than Time

There are many people in the Sinan Mansion. Tang Ji’an’s uncle has two sons and two daughters, one of whom is an official in Kyoto, and the third and fourth are in Haicheng. They are all officials at the department level.

The youngest son of the three children of the second uncle’s family is the Deputy Foreign Minister of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of Kyoto. He is the same age as Tang Ji’an, and he is the youngest and promising one in the second uncle’s family or the entire Su family.

Uncle Liu parked the car, and the people in the room heard the sound of the car's engine, and immediately crowded, all leaning towards the window.

Second aunt Zhong Ling: "I heard that Ji'an will bring him over today. This child is finally getting a target. Now our family is only one of them. It's really anxious to kill me."

Su Xingyu is her youngest son.

Han Ping sneered: "Your family Xingyu is called "heavy quality but not heavy". What's so strange about his position? He has a lot of people who are in his position. The key is that he has a high vision and doesn't like it."

Zhong Ling smiled: "It's almost enough, our house is not very picky."

"Is Xingyu coming today?"

"Well, come, he happened to have a business trip to Haicheng yesterday. He came to have a meal together today, maybe he will come a little later."

Han Ping is pleased: "Our Su family, all of us are busy people."

In the courtyard, Tang Ji'an took Mu Mian's hand and got out of the car together. It happened that the other car was also parked. The one who got out of the car was Tan Shuyi.

Tan Shuyi was having a headache. Aunt Ji'an Qian reminded her that she must come over. She really couldn't shirk it.

When she got out of the car, she felt Tang Er Shao's sharp eyes, and she was busy screaming in her heart. Brother, you think I am willing to stir up the water, and I am also forced to be helpless, okay?

She quickly walked up to Mu Mian, feeling the body language of Tang Er's protection short, and said to Mu Mian: "Mumian, I have two words to tell you, can I take a step?"

Tang Ji'an said coldly: "She has nothing to say to you."

Mu Mian helped the forehead, why this person is so veteran, she broke away from Tang Ji'an's hand: "You go in first, I'll talk to Miss Tan."

Her instinct, talking about Shuyi will not embarrass her, and she doesn't like Tang Ji'an either.

A woman's sixth sense has always been very accurate.

Tang Ji'an squinted at her, gritted his teeth: "You..."

Mu Mian pushed him forward: "It is estimated that there are many relatives in your family, please go in and greet you, I will come in right away."

It was Mid-Autumn Festival. At night, when the cool breeze was fading, Mu Mianhe and Tan Shuyi stood under the laurel tree, and began to communicate between women.

Tan Shuyi: "You are so beautiful today, and your clothes are elegant and generous."

Mu Mian: "You are also very beautiful, intellectual and glamorous."

The two looked down and smiled, feeling a little embarrassed.

Tan Shuyi was open and fair: "Miss Mu..."

"You call me Mu Mian, or Xiao Mian?"

"Okay, Mian, then you call me Shuyi."

"Okay, Shuyi."

"Well, I just wanted to tell you that I didn't plan to come here, but Ji'an's elder aunt is an elder, and she invited it. It's impolite for me to come."

Mu Mian nodded: "I understand."

"What I want to tell you is that I don't like Ji'an, and I won't be forcibly paired with Ji'an by them. I already have someone I like, and I...like him very much."

Mu Mian was a little surprised when Tan Shuyi would say this to her. She suddenly felt relieved and smiled when she read Tan Shuyi. Her sixth sense was not wrong.