Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

Lan Xiao was taken aback for a moment, his mind became more and more weird.

She always felt that the look in his eyes and his attitude towards her were strange now.

How should I put it, it’s kind to her, no... is it great?

It was the interest of the death period and the black card, and also said that he would help her manage the money. Lan Xiao couldn't help but feel a little hairy.

When I first saw Brother Jiang, Brother Jiang was full of anger, tied Xingbo, pinched his fingers, held the dagger, and slashed the fierceness that was still in her mind and vividly remembered.

Even, he was so fierce that he wanted to arrest her and sell it to pay off the debt.

Why did you only meet twice in such a blink of an eye, and Brother Jiang was like a different person?

Lan Xiao's face was stern and smiled.

"Oh, Brother Jiang is doing business? You really deserve to be the boss. The way to do business is clever."

Brother Jiang smiled and stuffed the black card into Lan Xiao's hand: "I'm waiting for your 90 million. Don't worry, I won't treat you badly."

Lan Xiao felt that this black card was like a hot potato, once it touched his hand, he might not be able to take it off.

Therefore, she quickly gave Kasai to Brother Jiang and waved her hand again and again.

"Brother Jiang, my little ten million is not qualified to use a black card. When I have hundreds of millions of assets in your bank in the future, I will ask you personally. Jiang should be very busy, for I'm sorry to have delayed your time because of my business. Let's go now, don't bother." Lan Xiao finished speaking and was about to leave.

However, Brother Jiang squinted slightly, smiled gently, and took Lan Xiao's arm and broad palm, and immediately spread out her hand and placed the card in her palm.

"Don't bother, I'm very happy. Miss Lan, please don't be polite with me. I send this card out, there is no reason to take it back..."

Lan Xiao's body trembled slightly, obediently, Brother Jiang really deserves to be a figure of the eldest brother level. Although he is smiling, the aura of this body can't hold his beak.

Wen Muchu stepped forward and reached out to separate Jiang Ge from touching Lan Xiao.

"Brother Jiang, Lan Xiao is not willing to accept it, but I hope you can respect her wishes."

Brother Jiang raised his eyes and looked at Wen Muchu who had been silent all the time.

The two men looked at each other, the surrounding atmosphere changed in a short time, and the aura of swordsmanship rushed towards Lan Xiao.

Brother Jiang constricted the arc of his mouth, and looked at Wen Muchu seemingly.

Immediately, he curled his lips slightly and sneered: "Which onion or garlic do you count? I'm talking to Miss Lan, so you can interject here?"

Wen Muchu raised his eyebrows slightly, a sharp light flashed across his eyes, and took Lan Xiao's shoulders, stepped back a few steps, and completely separated from Jiang Ge.

"I am neither green onion nor garlic. If she is willing to accept it, I will naturally have nothing to say. If she doesn't want to, no one can force her to divide." Wen Muchu's voice was low and he said coldly.

Brother Jiang slightly squinted his phoenix eyes and stared at Wen Muchu amusedly for a long while.

The coldness shot from the bottom of his eyes was enough to shock any man who dared to disrespect him.

For the first time in Zongheng Shopping Mall for so many years, he has met a little boy who is not afraid of him.

Really strange, very strange.

Brother Jiang also stepped back two steps, shook the expensive, straight suit, and slowly stretched his palm into his pocket.

Lan Xiao's heart jumped, she always felt that Brother Jiang was shooting a gun.

Don't everyone say that people on the road carry short guns anytime and anywhere?