True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

The whistle sounded endlessly on the road, Jiang Ran only felt that everything was still.

The milk tea in his hand fell to the ground with a "slap".

And the secretary who was still passing by and waiting was stupid.

The third master of Hucheng Jiang, when have you been treated like this?

As soon as Jiang Moyuan opened his mouth, he could decide the life and death of a small family.

Who dares to provoke?

Jiang Moyuan looked at the coke stains on his body and the bank card that fell on the ground, his expression was terrifyingly cold, and his voice came out from between his teeth: "Ying, Zi, Jin!"

After Ying Zijin replied Fu Yunshen's last message, she put her phone back and put her hands in her pockets.

Her expression was indifferent, her brows and eyes were wrapped in coolness, and she was not forced by the low air pressure on Jiang Moyuan's body at all.

Jiang Ran narrowed his eyes.

He grew up in the imperial capital, and only occasionally returned to Shanghai City, and had little communication with his third uncle in his blood.

But I also know that because Jiang Moyuan has fought in the business world for many years, he is so awe-inspiring, not to mention a little girl, even an adult man can't look at her.

But Jiang Ran clearly felt that the girl's aura was like a deep stream of still water, which made people feel terrible.

Jiang Moyuan is completely incomparable.

"400,000, buy this Gerruti suit on you, and pay back the bursary you have provided over the years with interest." Ying Zijin raised her eyes, "please don't appear in front of me in the future."

Jiang Moyuan laughed angrily when he heard this: "What did you say?"

As if he was pestering her.

"I forgot to tell Uncle Jiang something last time." Ying Zijin smiled slightly, "I wish you and my sister-in-law a good relationship for a hundred years, and give birth to a precious son early."

With this title, Jiang Moyuan's back suddenly tightened.

"I don't know how I gave Uncle Jiang the illusion to make you think I have feelings for you." Ying Zijin nodded, without losing her demeanor.

"I don't like you, and I don't want to see you. Please ask your fiancee to stop bothering me and leave me alone."

Whether it was before she woke up, or during her deep sleep, Jiang Moyuan was just a stranger to her.

Perhaps the first bursary was just a student aid program, but the purpose of bringing her to Shanghai is obvious—

In conjunction with Ying's family, we provide a living blood bank for Ying Luwei.

Jiang Moyuan's eyes changed abruptly. It was the first time he saw this emotion in a girl's eyes.

Indifferent and alienated, cold and indifferent, without any admiration.

Either way, it made him feel out of control.

I was a little breathless, my expression was embarrassed for a moment, and my heart was still inexplicably cold.

"If I see Uncle Jiang again--" Ying Zijin yawned and tilted his head, "I see you once and beat you once."

It's annoying to make her talk so much at once.

When the secretary arrived, he just heard this sentence.

He looked at the girl in disbelief, completely incomprehensible.

Didn't this second young lady of the Ying family always want to seduce the third master?

Hard to catch?

The secretary looked at Jiang Moyuan's expression and smiled politely: "I advise Miss Ying to think carefully about her words. If you are like this, there is really no room for recovery in the future."

Ying Zijin was too lazy to give them another look, so she put the hood of her sweater over her head: "Let's go."

Jiang Ran was still watching the play, and two seconds later he realized that these two words were addressed to him.

He didn't keep up immediately, and taunted directly: "I also advise you to be careful, she doesn't even like me, let alone an old man."

Although he hasn't admitted that this is their class's father, he can't let others step on his head, right?

Where is the face of his school bully?

The secretary never expected that Jiang Ran would help Ying Zijin hit Jiang Moyuan in the face, and was shocked: "Master Jiang Ran, the third master is for your own good."

In terms of assets, Jiang Ran is naturally incomparable to Jiang Moyuan, who has worked hard for ten years.

But in terms of status, Jiang Moyuan is really inferior to Jiang Ran.

Who let Jiang Huaping marry into the imperial capital?

"Fuck, you're crazy, I don't understand." Jiang Ran was also angry, "Every one of you are making love in the name of my own good, who let you take care of it? Do you take care of me?"

The old woman of the Ying family is also, not bothered.

Jiang Ran ignored it and followed the girl.

Jiang Moyuan took a deep breath and used all his restraint to not catch up.

He suppressed the strangeness in his heart and said coldly, "Ying Zijin, don't regret it."

Ying Zijin stopped and turned around suddenly.

She has a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes, and when they are slightly raised, they are faint.

It was obviously a dazzling color, but because of her cold brows and eyes, she brought out a cold feeling.

"These three words, I will send you too." She lowered her voice and laughed, but her smile was cold, "Don't regret it."

**

Convenience store.

"Brilliant, you are really good." Jiang Ran was convinced, "Aren't you afraid of Jiang Moyuan's revenge?"

Ying Zijin picked out snacks: "He can come."

"It's okay, I can help you when he comes." Jiang Ran was actually quite upset, "but why did you call him Uncle Jiang?"

"Oh, always remind him to be old."

"..."

Jiang Ran's mood suddenly improved: "Hurry up, I helped you just now, you fought with me."

He thought that Ying Zijin would still not agree, but unexpectedly she nodded.

"Let's go now." Jiang Ran was going to pull her. "You can go back to eat fried chicken after the fight."

But he couldn't pull it, and was intercepted in the middle.

There was a slightly hoarse voice wrapped in laughter, low and seductive: "No, our children can't fight."

"Who are you, it's up to you..." Jiang Ran looked up, his words were blocked, his face darkened, "Why are you?"

Fu Yunshen took a bag of snacks for the girl from a high place and didn't answer.

Ying Zijin didn't even think that he was here now: "Didn't you say, I'll go look for you later?"

"It's okay, brother has a lot of time anyway." Fu Yun didn't care, "You guys continue to play."

He was originally near the city center, and he received news from Jiang Moyuan again, so he came over because he was afraid that something would happen to her.

Unexpectedly, the child is so cruel.

Jiang Ran started chasing people: "Then why don't you leave? Don't disturb the lives of young people."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he saw the girl hand him all the bags of snacks she bought, and then nodded: "I'll go with you now."

Fu Yun was stunned for a moment, and his peach blossom eyes raised: "No, it's still early."

"It's okay." Ying Zijin said lightly, "There are many of them."

You are only one person.

Fu Yun's eyelashes moved, and he suddenly smiled.

The kid is not in pain.

He was moved like an old father.

Looking at Jiang Ran who left them behind and left: "..."

fuck.

He closed himself.

**

Ying Feifei was also forced to be transferred to the regular class since she recorded her major demerit.

But because the whole second year of high school knew what she had done, the whole class in the new class rejected her, and her emotions were about to collapse.

Ying Feifei was extremely resentful, but she had no choice but to hold her breath.

The life at home was not easy, and Ying father was very dissatisfied with her.

Ying Feifei clenched her fingers and daring to write a review.

But at this moment, an unfamiliar text message suddenly popped up on her phone.

There is no text, just a photo attached.