“What is it?” Gnashing his teeth, Su porcin walked to the outside of the reception room, caressing his neck with a silk handkerchief as he walked. “What have you done, do you not know? Forget? Do you still want to recognize it?”


    “I,” he said with a smile, “did what?”


    “You.”


    Su porcin is going to be angry.


    Looking around, there was no one. She lowered her voice, “‘Tie up your hair’? Wen Jin’an, you did it on purpose.”


    “I don’t understand.”


    “You don’t pretend don’t understand. You were on my neck yesterday… and asked me to tie up my hair. I have lost face in front of Fan Jingjuan.”


    Well, that’s exactly what he wants.


    Satisfactory results are obtained indirectly.


    Wen Jin’an got up and walked to the French window, looking out into the distance. “Well, I’m sorry, I forgot.”


    “Are you really forgetting? I think you did it on purpose.”


    With a slight cough, his voice was slightly unnatural. “I am not.”


    “Stop arguing.” Su Ci hum, “Fortunately Fan always reminded me and borrowed my handkerchief.”


    “What are you talking about?” With a cluster of sword eyebrows, Wen Jin’an’s voice sank a little. “Did he lend you a handkerchief?”


    “Yes, it happens to be tied as a silk scarf.” Sitting in the car, Su Ci looked in the mirror at his neck with a handkerchief. “Thanks to BOSS Rowan, let me look like this.”


    For a long time, I didn’t hear Wen Jin’an’s voice over there.


    Su porcin wondered, “hello” twice, “Jin an? Are you still there?”


    “Uh－huh.”


    I thought it was off the line.


    “What’s the matter?”


    This question, the two people’s situation came to a turn.


    Originally, Su porcin had the upper hand unterally, but now it has run to the lower hand.


    “Put your hair down.”


    Wen Jin’an said lightly, Su Ci froze for a moment and pouted： “Yes, it’s all your fault. I was the same at that time… why didn’t I think of it?”


    It’s not that she didn’t expect it, but someone made another decision for her.


    To set off one’s gentleman’s decision.


    He is still the same as before, the same…


    Mocking Leng before, Wen Jin’an’s reaction fell into Su Ci’s ears, making her even more ignorant.


    “Jin an, what’s the matter? Is there anything wrong?”


    “No.” With that, he asked again, “How was your cooperation today?”


    “There are still some details that have not been discussed. I have an appointment with Fan Jingjuan to see you the day after tomorrow.”


    “See you again?”


    Wen Jin’an’s words fell and Su porcin smiled.


    To the mobile phone, she teased, “someone still doesn’t admit that he is jealous, but how can I smell sour?”


    “Cough.” With a slight cough, Wen Jin’an whispered, “I still have documents to read.”


    “I know, I’ll find you after work.”N?velDrama.Org (C) content.


    “I’ll pick you up.”


    “Yes.”


    Hung up the cell phone, Su porcin pulled off the handkerchief on his neck and threw it at the co－pilot, then handed out his head.


    Left and right looked, well, indeed as expected blocked.


    Put down her heart, she started the car and the wind came back.


    With his mobile phone in his hand, Wen Jin’an’s eyes were heavy.


    All of a sudden, the ck mobile phone screen, which was as thin as a cicada in the palm, lit up again.


    This time, the caller is three words.


    “Hello.”


    “Hello, BOSS Rowan, long time no see.”


    Indeed.


    He and the person who called have not seen each other for a long time.


    “Long time no see, Fan Zong.”


    Fan Jingjuan said with a smile： “I happen to have something toe to Haicheng. I don’t know if BOSS Rowan is free to have dinner tonight?”


    Tonight?


    The sword’s eyebrows were slightly closed, and Wen Jin’an thoughtfully replied, “Good.”


    “Great, I am not familiar with Haicheng, so BOSS Rowan will decide the ce.”


    “Well, see you tonight.”


    “See you tonight.”


    Hang up the line, cell phone in the palm.


    He and Su Ci, plus a Fan Jingjuan.


    There is always a feeling in my heart that neers are not good.


    Just no matter what he came for, he went to deal with it and protected her.


    Before leaving work, call Su Ci.


    Wen Jin’an didn’t say who he had an appointment with, but only someone.


    “BOSS Rowan, you didn’t keep your promise. But we agreed first.”


    “Porcin.”


    Yes.


    When he called her, she lost her temper.


    “Thene back and buy me Zhou Ji’s cakes, and make amends.”