Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Yan Jiang took Song Fei back. While watching the scenery on the way, they lamented that Han Zhan was an evil rich man.

But Song Fei and Yan Jiang felt happy to be friends with the evil rich man Han Zhan. When Song Fei saw that Yan Jiang liked this manor, she said, "When Sister Fei makes money in the future, Sister Fei will also build one for you."

Yan Jiang couldn't bear to shatter Song Fei's ambition, "As far as I know, there are very few rich women who work for the country on virus research." They are all a group of poor researchers.

Song Fei remained silent.

Because as a virus researcher, she was indeed terribly poor.

but

Song Fei remembered something and said, "I have written a lot of software before and asked my apprentice to sell it to me. I haven't asked him how much he sold it for."

That was many years ago, when Song Fei was only twelve years old.

For a period of time, Song Fei had a strong interest in programming and wrote a lot of messy programs. But he felt that the programs were flashy, so he left them all to his apprentice and asked him to help sell them at a good price.

Her apprentice is young, a few years younger than her, but he is a naughty boy and his hacking skills are equally good. Without talking about this matter, Song Fei almost forgot that she had an apprentice.

"When I get back, I'll contact my apprentice and have a look."

Hearing this, Yan Jiang was a little surprised. "Really? You still have an apprentice. What is your apprentice's name?"

"You don't know me even if you tell me."

The two of them had already reached the banquet downstairs, so they ended the topic and walked into the banquet hall.

The luncheon is about to begin, and the guests have returned from the back mountain and are about to take their seats. Han Zhan's housewarming party, Liang Bo's kid undertook all the performances today.

Song Ci saw Liang Bo walking onto the stage with a microphone, and immediately had a bad feeling.

Today, the little singer Liang Bo is wearing a white shirt, camel loose trousers, and a beige high-quality windbreaker. His hair was not styled deliberately, and his bangs hung lazily on his forehead, making him look lazy, like a cat.

But as soon as the rhythm of "Good Luck Comes" started playing, Liang Bo started twisting like crazy.

Liang Bo's voice was very suitable for singing love songs, and Song Ci felt it was inappropriate to hear him sing "Good Luck Comes". Liang Bo stamped his feet and shouted:

"Good luck comes and I wish you good luck. Good luck brings joy and love. Good luck comes to us. Good luck comes to us. With good luck, we may prosper and travel around the world!"

Song Ci: "."

She turned her head to look at Han Zhan beside her.

I saw Han Zhan staring at Liang Bo upstairs with a smile on his face. He felt that Liang Bo was a really sensible and considerate kid, and his tricks to please people always hit his sweet spot.

Han Zhan waved, and the director of Yuhua Entertainment Company came over.

Han Zhan pointed at Liang Bo on the stage and said to Zhu Qi: "Your little boyfriend is good at singing. He can hold a few domestic tour concerts next year. I will make a plan later and show it to me."

Zhu Qi nodded with a subtle expression.

She turned and left, thinking about the conversation she had with Liang Bo before going out today——

Zhu Qi: "Are you sure you want to sing "Good Luck Comes", "The God of Wealth Arrives" and "Everything Goes As You Like"? These are all clichéd songs!

Would a successful man with such taste as Mr. Han like this kind of song?

Liang Bo hooked his finger into Zhu Qi's mouth and took a bite. His expression was full of confidence. He said: "Believe me, Mr. Han will like it even if he doesn't like it. You can't go wrong singing this song. Maybe it will Once I sing the song, Mr. Han will be happy. How many more concerts will he hold for me next year?"

Little did he know that Liang Bo's words came true.

Zhu Qi raised the corners of her lips, "Little slippery boy!"

Liang Bo finished singing "Good Luck Comes" and roared another song "The God of Wealth Is Here". Han Aoyu, Shu Shu and several other elderly people sat in the audience and clapped along with Liang Bo's song.

If Mr. Han is happy, then everyone in the room will be happy and applaud along with him.

When Liang Bo stepped down, Song Ci came together to bite his ears. "You can do it, little singer. You've made my old man happy."

"Goddess, I will do what you want." For people like Mr. Han, he has experienced war, hardship, and hunger. He looks forward to a prosperous life more than anyone else.

My grandson is moving into a new house today. He can hear the song "Good Luck Comes" and the song "The God of Wealth Is Here". Naturally, the old man will be happy.

Liang Bo figured out the old man's thoughts and made his master happy today. Song Ci especially admired Liang Bo. This scheming dog was full of intrigues and he was worthy of being a guy who could play with her.

After the meal, the guests all left.

Looking over at Dongcheng, the more lively the house was on the night of the housewarming, the more prosperous the future would be, so a group of godmothers and Song Fei stayed there.

The old man's room is located on the first floor of the living room.

In the evening, he played several games of chess with Chen Shen, who also stayed at the manor.

He stated that the bishop in his hand captured Han Aoyu's handsome one on the chessboard. "Old guy, I've ruined your handsomeness. You lost this game of chess."

Han Aoyu is very competitive. He plays chess just like fighting. He is fierce and careful. He rarely beats Han Aoyu in his presentation.

Han Aoyu stared at the scattered chess pieces on the chessboard, and he suddenly sighed: "I will be 84 next month."

"Ha!" Xuanzang re-arranged the chess pieces and asked Han Aoyu: "How do you plan to celebrate your birthday next month?"

Han Aoyu pursed his lips, pursed his lips, and suddenly said, "I feel like I'm leaving."

He stated that his mind was on the chess game. Hearing this, he said, "Where are you going?"

After asking, he didn't get a reply from Han Aoyu. Suddenly, he understood what Han Aoyu meant by "going to leave".

The statement took back the chess piece that was about to fall, looked up at the big brother opposite in surprise, and asked hesitantly: "Why do you suddenly have such an idea?"

"Brother Han, have you been thinking a lot lately? Think about it, why don't you go back to Shun Chen's hometown and stay for a while?"

Han Aoyu shook his head.

He unscrewed the thermos cup and took a sip of black tea.

Putting down the cup, Han Aoyu told the statement: "Recently, I always dream of your sister-in-law Duanfang. She is sitting quietly in front of the fireplace in her hometown, knitting a sweater and talking to me."

"She always asked me about things related to Zhan Zhan. I told her that Zhan Zhan was living a good life. He was married and had a pair of lovely, lively and smart daughters. Your sister-in-law Duanfang smiled happily. That’s it, just say that she knitted seven or eight sweaters for me, and it’s getting cold, so she’s waiting for me to wear them.”

Frequently dreaming about your deceased lover is not a good sign.

Han Aoyu rubbed his belly and said, "I've been sleeping more and more lightly recently. When I fall asleep, I dream about Duanfang. I really don't have much time left."

As early as two years ago, doctors detected that his organ function had begun to decline and he was gradually aging.

He is too old, and although he is not sick or suffering from any disaster, the time has come.

After hearing what Han Aoyu said, he remained silent.

She is now in her early seventies, and all the old friends she made friends with when she was young have left one after another. Some people who were a few years younger than him had passed away.

Having lived to this age, he can already look down upon life and death, let alone Han Aoyu, who is used to seeing life and death.

"There are some things in my heart that I have never had the opportunity to tell you. Come here today, and I will tell you something that touches my heart."

Han Aoyu held the hand that made the statement.

Grip hard.

The statement was full of surprise. He was flattered and said hurriedly: "Brother Han, I will listen to whatever you say."

Han Aoyu nodded heavily and sighed: "Old Chen, if I really leave, help me keep an eye on Han Zhan. Without me, Han Zhan will be a real adult. He will encounter setbacks in the future. When I'm in trouble, I don't have anyone to talk to. Please help me to look at him more."

In the end, what Han Aoyu couldn't let go of the most was his grandson.

The statement looked dazed.

"Brother Han, you...hey!"

With one hand, he collected all the chess pieces on the chess board and put them neatly into the chess box. He evaded the important point and said, "I won't play chess anymore. Your mind is not on the chessboard."

Han Aoyu knew that he was reluctant to make the statement. He shook his head and laughed, saying, "Old Chen, everyone has this day. It's good that I can say goodbye to you calmly."

Letting go of his hand in the statement, Han Aoyu looked at the horse farm outside the window, thinking of the brothers who passed away at a young age, and couldn't help but sigh: "In my life, I have made countless good brothers. When I was young, many brothers greeted me I didn’t even say a word, just said it was gone and it was gone.”

"Some died on the battlefield, and some died unjustly at home. In the years since the founding of the People's Republic of China, we have gone through so many ups and downs. It is a blessing for you and me to still be alive today."

"I'm very satisfied, really. I have no other regrets in my life. There is only one thing. I will always have a knot in my heart."

The statement's lips were pursed, and the old eyes were full of unbearability. He looked at Han Aoyu and saw Han Aoyu covering his forehead, his voice suddenly choked up, "My Mulan."

Han Aoyu suddenly began to sob. He cried softly and told the statement: "I'm sorry to Mulan. As a father, I have protected the people of the world and the country, but I can't protect my children."

"My Mulan, she had a hard life. She left early and didn't even get a chance to see Zhan Zhan get married or see her granddaughter."

"Old Chen, you said I left, how could you have the nerve to face my Mulan?"

The last time he saw Han Aoyu cry was at Han Mulan's funeral. On that day, the iron-blooded old man knelt down in tears, holding his daughter's tombstone and calling Mulan.

After twenty-eight years, the old man still burst into tears when he mentioned his daughter again.

In this world, after death, only your closest relatives will always remember you.

The statement also made his eyes red.

At this time, any words of comfort were feeble. She simply closed her mouth and sat quietly with her old brother Han.

Han Zhan, who was standing outside the door, felt like a knife piercing his heart when he heard his grandfather crying.

He was here to remind the elderly to rest early.

In the end, Han Zhan didn't push the door open and walked in.

Han Zhan turned around and walked up the stairs lightly.

Song Ci was so happy after moving to a new house that she couldn't sleep at night and kept rolling in circles on the bed. Han Zhan suddenly pushed the door open and walked directly to the balcony outside without speaking to Song Ci.

He bent over the railing and stared at the night-lit Ferris wheel on the back hill, feeling sad.

Song Ci noticed that Han Zhan was sad, so she sat up and found a thick pajama jacket to put on. After arriving at the balcony, Song Ci stood beside Han Zhan and touched Han Zhan's handle.

Extremely cold.

Song Ci quickly hugged Han Zhan from behind and said, "Brother Han, tell me what is making you sad." She was not a roundworm in Han Zhan's belly, so she could not guess Han Zhan's thoughts.

Han Zhan was silent for a long time and then said: "I just went downstairs and heard my grandpa crying. He mentioned my mother to Grandpa Chen."

No wonder.

"When old people get together and talk about the past, they will inevitably feel sad."

Han Zhan shook his head and said, "Ci Bao, maybe our family will have to do something stupid soon."

Song Ci was surprised.

She let go of Han Zhan, walked to Han Zhan's side, and turned her head to look at Han Zhan's expression.

Han Zhan pursed his lips tightly, his jawline was cold and hard, and his eyes were full of passionate reluctance and tears. Song Ci guessed something and exclaimed in a low voice: "You are talking about grandpa."

"Well, grandpa is very aware of his own health. He told Grandpa Chen that he might not survive until his birthday this year before leaving."

Grandpa’s birthday is next month.

Song Ci subconsciously objected, "Grandpa is not a doctor, how would he know? Maybe he just hasn't slept well recently, so he's thinking wildly."

"Ci Bao, my grandpa is always very accurate in his words."

It's weird, but it's true.

When Han Zhan and Du Xueyan broke up, Han Zhan felt that he would never love or get married again. But grandpa said that he would meet a beautiful, coquettish and considerate wife in the future, and he actually met Song Ci.

My grandpa visited an old friend a few years ago. When he came back, he said that the friend might not live for more than half a month. As a result, the grandpa passed away within a few days.

Grandpa also said many things, but most of them came true.

The old man knows his own body best. He will tell and state his physical condition straightforwardly, knowing that he does not have much time left.

"Ci Bao, grandpa is 84 years old." He is an old man.

Old people of this age always fall down when they say they will.

Hearing what Han Zhan said, Song Ci couldn't find a position to refute. She put her palms together, prayed sincerely, and said, "I hope grandpa can hold on for a while longer and listen to the children call him Taigong."

Han Zhan looked at Song Ci, and a hint of sweetness came into his sad heart.

The next day, after lunch, all friends and relatives said goodbye. A murder occurred in a small county within its jurisdiction. The victim's body was on its way to the headquarters. Yan Jiang had a new job and had to go to work in the afternoon.

Song Fei and Yan Jiang left after eating.

Song Fei sent Yan Jiang to the public security bureau before driving home. After returning home, she turned on her computer, logged into a hidden website, and found one of her apprentices in her friend list.

Not sure if the apprentice was still using this website, Song Fei left a message: [Little apprentice, do you miss Master? 】

-

At the same time, the Jiang family.

After graduation, Jiang Bi joined the legal department of Jiangdong Pharmaceutical and worked as an assistant, doing miscellaneous tasks every day.

That night, Jiang Bi came back from the company. As soon as she entered the house, she was stopped by her father Jiang Weimin.

"Bier, come and sit."

Jiang Bi paused and turned to look at his father sitting on the European-style sofa.

Jiang Weimin, the chairman of Jiangdong Pharmaceutical, is an elegant man who looks very bookish. Next to Jiang Weimin, sat a beautiful woman in a blue dress. This was Jiang Weimin's second wife, named Zhu Xiulan.

Before marrying Jiang Weimin, Zhu Xiulan was a single mother who gave birth to an unmarried child. Zhu Xiulan is not only beautiful, but also highly educated. She is Jiang Weimin's right-hand person in the business world.

After Jiang Bi's mother passed away, a few years later, Jiang Weimin married Zhu Xiulan. Zhu Xiulan's more than ten-year-old child was also brought into the Jiang family and his name was changed to Jiang Guchuan.

At this moment, Jiang Guchuan is still working overtime in the company and has not come back. He is a hard-working and lovable adopted son.

Looking past his father and stepmother, Jiang Bi walked to the sofa and sat down, crossing his legs, with a cold expression on his face full of tiredness.

"Are you tired after a long day's work?" Zhu Xiulan asked with concern.

It was okay that she didn't ask. When Jiang Weimin asked, he noticed Jiang Bi's sitting posture. Jiang Weimin frowned and said to Jiang Bi, "Bier, you are a girl, and it is indecent to sit like this."

It's like a paralyzed body.

Jiang Bi sat up straight, and opened the folded legs again, leaning against each other.

Seeing this, Jiang Weimin was slightly satisfied.

Zhu Xiulan added: "Bier, are you going to work in the company dressed like this today?"

Jiang Bi wore a black close-fitting sweater, black and white plaid suit trousers, and a light gray long windbreaker. Although she was dressed in a very professional style, she didn't look like a female lawyer.

Jiang Bi said: "What's wrong? Do you have to wear clothes that expose your butt and breasts?"

Zhu Xiulan, who happened to reveal some of her breasts, felt embarrassed by Jiang Bi's connotation.

Jiang Weimin originally wanted to teach Jiang Bi a few words, but after hearing what Jiang Bi said, he couldn't stand his position. This is the 21st century, and no one stipulates that girls must wear skirts.

Jiang Bi felt sick and wanted to vomit when she saw her father and stepmother pretending to care about her. "Do you have a problem with me? I'm a little sleepy. If nothing happens, I'll go back to my room to rest."

Jiang Weimin then said: "You must be 23 this year."

Jiang Bi narrowed her eyes and had some guesses about what Jiang Weimin was going to say next.

really--

"You can also fall in love."

Jiang Bi subconsciously refused and said, "I'm still young, only 23 years old. I'm not in a hurry."

Jiang Weimin then said: "23 is not too young. When the proprietress of Zeus International was 23, she already had two children."

What else could Jiang Bi say?

"Mrs. Han is beautiful, and she is loved by others. I am good-looking, and others look down on me." Jiang Bi stepped into the dust.

Jiang Weimin was speechless by Jiang Bi's words.

At this time, Zhu Xiulan said: "Bier, don't say that. You are so beautiful, but you are not good at dressing up. If you dress up well, you will be a beautiful girl."

"Yes." Jiang Weimin quickly echoed Zhu Xiulan's words, "You look like your mother, you are beautiful."

When Jiang Weimin mentioned Jiang Bi's mother, Zhu Xiulan felt a little embarrassed and stopped talking.

Hearing this, Jiang Bi said: "I know exactly what a bear looks like."

Jiang Weimin was a little helpless.

Seeing that Jiang Bi was taking the topic further and further, Jiang Weimin simply proposed the real purpose directly. "That's right, I've arranged a blind date for you."

Jiang Weimin took out a photo and handed it to Jiang Bi.

Take a look at the final photos of Jiang Bi.

Tsk, it turned out to be the second young master of the Cheng family, Cheng Ziang.

Jiang Bi said: "I know this person, the second young master from Sichuan East." That idiot who wanted to hurt Wangwang back then.

"Bi'er also knows him? That's a good thing. Let's go meet him tomorrow." Jiang Weimin was happy to see Jiang Bi paying attention to Cheng Ziang.

You know, his daughter has no interest in anything between men and women, and it is difficult to hear a man's name from her mouth.

Jiang Bi sneered and said, "Of course I know. Isn't this the second young master from Eastern Sichuan who has been chasing Mrs. Han for several months, but ended up catching everything?"

Jiang Bi pointed at her face and asked her father: "Father, do you think that after pursuing a beauty like Mrs. Han, Cheng Ziang can still be interested in a low-profile girl like me?"

Jiang Bi is particularly aware of reality.

In terms of appearance, even if Jiang Bi had plastic surgery, she was not as beautiful as the naturally beautiful Song Ci. In terms of talent and learning, Song Ci is Shen Yubei's favorite student and the girl that even Coleman likes. In what way is Jiang Bi better than Song Ci?

Jiang Weimin continued to suffer.

He said dryly: "I heard that nephew Zi Ang's temperament has changed drastically in the past two years. When he came back from abroad this time, everyone said that he has changed a lot and is no longer the playboy he used to be. Maybe he just loves you. What about such a simple girl?"

Jiang Bi finally figured out that she had to go on this blind date whether she wanted to go or not.

"Let's go and meet. You won't be short of money when you meet." Zhu Xiulan told Jiang Bi: "Auntie bought you some clothes. You can wear new clothes tomorrow. The clothes you are wearing are not suitable."

Jiang Bi was too lazy to continue talking to Jiang Weimin, so she got up and went back upstairs.

When she arrived in the room, Jiang Bi opened the closet and saw the dress in the closet. She immediately darkened her face. "What a bitch!"

Jiang Bi locked the door, walked into the bathroom, and took off his long clothes and trousers, revealing a seemingly thin body. This does not look like the skeleton of a girl, but more like that of a young man.

Jiang Bi doesn't have much meat on his body, but every piece of meat is full of explosive power.

If anyone is here, they will find that the young lady from Jiangxia is actually a leader!

Hot water poured down, soaking Jiang Bi's eyes.

Jiang Bi closed his eyes, and a corpse with blurred flesh and blood suddenly popped into his mind. Jiang Bi suddenly opened his eyes and pressed the shower nozzle.

He leaned against the tiled wall of the bathroom, gasping for air like a man being rescued from drowning.

After taking a shower, Jiang Bi changed her clothes and then returned to the room.

Han Wangwang sent a message: [Jiang Bi, baby, go online to eat chicken. 】

Baby.

Jiang Bi sat down on the computer, folded his legs, and couldn't contain his fierce and powerful aura. He chewed on his cigarette, turned on his computer, and logged into the game.

After playing two games, Han Wangwang sent a private message to Jiang Bi: "You are not in good condition tonight."

Jiang Bi told Han Wangwang: "My father asked me to go on a blind date tomorrow."

Holding a cigarette in his mouth, Jiang Bi smoked and stared at the computer. By some strange coincidence, he asked Han Wangwang: "Do you want me to go on a blind date?"

Han Wangwang never replied.

Jiang Bi felt bored and planned to quit the game, but saw Han Wangwang said: "I don't allow you to go, so you won't go?" 】

Jiang Bi almost bit his tongue.

He closed his eyes, pretended not to see the news from Han Wangwang, and closed the game. After turning off the game, Jiang Bi habitually logged into his secret website and recorded what happened that day.

After writing the diary, Jiang Bi was about to log out of the website, but found that she had a private message that she had not read.

Um?

This is a secret website between him and his master, not open to the public. Who could it be?

Could it be.

Jiang Bi's heartbeat suddenly accelerated!

He quickly opened the private message box and saw the message——

Firefox: [Little disciple, do you miss your master? 】

Jiang Bi was so shocked that he stood up from his chair.

Master!

The master has returned!

Jiang Bi couldn't help but feel excited.

Jiang Bi quickly replied to Master's message and left her phone number. The master may not be online and did not reply to Jiang Bi's message.

The next morning, Jiang Bi went online again and received a new reply from the master.

Firefox: [Good disciple, have you sold all the codes written by Master and the software developed? The master recently raised a man and is short of money. 】

Jiang Bi has always known that the master is a woman. When she learned that the master had raised a man, Jiang Bi was happy for the master.

Jiang Bi: [They were all sold. The software and code you gave me were sold for a total of 200 million. Over the years, I have used your money to help you invest in some businesses. Now including fixed assets and real estate, it should be more than 20 billion. 】

Song Fei: [! 】

Song Fei: [Good disciple! 】

Song Fei: [Don’t say anything, transfer 100 million to me first, and I’ll buy a gift for your master! 】

Jiang Bi obediently transferred a sum of money to the account given by Song Fei, then chatted with her master for a while, and then put on her dress as if she was dead.

Jiang Bijing is only 1.83 meters tall, so Zhu Xiulan didn't give him high heels.

Jiang Bi tugged on her skirt before going downstairs.

In the restaurant downstairs, Jiang Guchuan was having breakfast. When he saw Jiang Bi wearing a skirt, he was so shocked that he almost spit out the milk in his mouth with every sip.

Jiang Bi wore a pure black waist-cinching dress. The A-line skirt was very wide, short in the front and long in the back. Jiang Bi's long hair was tied up casually, with disciplined and soft hair hanging down in front of his forehead, softening the colder lines of his cheeks.

Jiang Bi also put on makeup. Although it was very light, her skin looked flawless and she was a complete beauty.

Jiang Guchuan looked at Jiang Bi in shock.

When Jiang Bi returned to this home, this was the first time Jiang Bi wore a skirt.

Jiang Guchuan put down the glass and whispered, "You look beautiful in your skirt."

Jiang Bi sat down, picked up the sandwich, and bit off more than half of it.

Seeing this, Jiang Guchuan said again: "You are not a lady at all. When you go on a blind date like this, aren't you afraid of scaring your partner?"

Jiang Bi glanced at Jiang Guchuan indifferently and said disdainfully: "Not every girl is charming." Men all love Xia Yingchun, and there is always someone who loves Zhong Wuyan.

Jiang Guchuan couldn't defeat this sister, so he kept silent to avoid being unhappy.

Jiang Bi took her coat and just drove out of the gate of the community when she saw Han Wangwang who was waiting here specially.

Han Wangwang wore a military green parka jacket, his long legs were covered by black pants, and he wore a pair of high-heeled British boots. Her curly hair was hanging down and she had plum-colored lipstick on her lips. She looked very sassy at first glance.

Seeing Jiang Bi's car approaching, Han Wangwang quickly waved to him.

Jiang Bi had to stop the car.

Han Wangwang opened the car door himself and sat in the passenger seat. "where you go?"

Jiang Bi's words were short: "Blind date."

Han Wangwang said nothing more.

Jiang Bi continued to drive.

After a while, Han Wangwang couldn't help but look back at Jiang Bi. Han Wangwang was shocked and angry when he discovered that Jiang Bi was wearing a skirt today.

Jiang Bi actually put on a skirt for that blind date!

"You're wearing a skirt today."

Jiang Bi hummed coldly.

Han Wangwang felt sour that she could not help but say, "You never wore the dress I gave you for your birthday last time."

Jiang Bi heard the sourness and explained in a low voice: "I don't like wearing skirts very much."

"Then what dress are you wearing today! Do you really want to fall in love? Want to get married?" Han Wangwang suddenly lost his temper.

Jiang Bi suddenly slowed down and parked the car on the side of the road.

After turning off the car, Jiang Bi turned around and stared at Han Wangwang, who was pouting, and narrowed a pair of beautiful but indifferent eyes.

"What are you angry about?" Jiang Bi asked calmly.

Han Wangwang's heart was beating very fast. Of course she knew what she was angry about. She just refused to admit what she was thinking.

Jiang Bi looked at the time and said patiently: "There are still thirty-five minutes until my blind date appointment. It will take thirty minutes to drive there from here."

"Wangwang, when you have five minutes, you can think about what you are angry about."

After saying that, Jiang Bi lowered the window glass and stared at the cars passing by outside, with an unpredictable and weird expression.

Time flows by minute by second.

Soon, the five minutes are up.

Not hearing Han Wangwang's reply, Jiang Bi started the car and shifted gears. As soon as he put his foot on the accelerator, without exerting any force, he suddenly heard Han Wangwang beside him say: "Jiang Bi, you are not allowed to go on a blind date."

Jiang Bi's foot moved to the brake.

Jiang Bi tilted her head, stared at Han Wangwang, and said with interest: "Give me a reason."

"I don't want you to go on a blind date."

"not enough."

What a reason!

This is unreasonable at best.

But what Jiang Bi wants is not Han Wangwang's unreasonable troubles.

Han Wangwang twisted her hands together tightly, and her heartbeat sounded as loud as thunder.

She closed her eyes, used up all her strength, and yelled out in one breath: "I feel bad because you went on a blind date. Jiang Bi, my heart aches when I think about you getting married."

"I"

"I might be a pervert!"

She is a pervert and has the most shameful thoughts towards her best friend.

Jiang Bi tilted her head and looked at Han Wangwang deeply. Because of shame, because he felt embarrassed, because he felt that his mind was dirty, Han Wangwang's little face turned red with embarrassment.

In a strange and disturbing silence, Jiang Bi suddenly stretched out his right arm and held Han Wangwang's hand. "What a coincidence, I am also a pervert."

Han Wangwang was surprised and stunned. She looked at Jiang Bi's hand on the back of her hand, and then looked up at Jiang Bi.

Jiang Bi's eyes were deep and clear, like the snow in the Himalayas. They were cold, but attractive and wanted to get closer. Han Wangwang swallowed subconsciously.

Jiang Bi's hand moved to Han Wangwang's face and gently pressed Han Wangwang's cheek. Jiang Bi instantly wanted to be like a beast.

Jiang Bi quickly withdrew his hand.

"I hear you, I won't go on a blind date."

Hearing this, Han Wangwang was very happy. But while I was happy, I was also a little worried about Jiang Bi. "Then will your father be angry with you?"

Jiang Bi: "This is not the first time I have disobeyed discipline."

"Then why didn't you reject him last night?"

Jiang Bi didn't answer, but continued to stare at her with his fiery eyes that could melt Han Wangwang with his intense passion.

Han Wangwang is not stupid either.

Being looked at by Jiang Bi like that, Han Wangwang finally understood Jiang Bi's true thoughts. "Are you trying to provoke me on purpose?"