She didn’t cry Gu Mushen, what she cried was…


    No one, she just wants to cry.


    … …


    Li Mansion.


    There are only Wen Jin’an and Fan Jingjuan in therge private room.


    This is not two people who know each other well, and the topic is also formic.


    It’s just that everyone has grace. If you say a word, it won’t be cold.


    “Haicheng has been developing vigorously in the past two years. To be honest with BOSS Rowan, I also intend to transfer part of Yundong to Haicheng.”


    Wen Jin’an took a sip of wine and listened to Fan Jingjuan continue, “This is not, a cooperation case is already under discussion. Is it with apany called Fengfeng, Su porcin, BOSS Rowan has heard of it?”


    Fan Jingjuan, Wen Jin’an does not know much about this person, but also a lot.


    He nced at him and sank his voice： “Yes.”


    Not heard of, but known.


    “Oh?” Fan Jingjuan’s smile deepened and he seemed very surprised. “I think that Miss Su is not a girl, but she does not lose to a man. This cooperation must be very pleasant.”


    Are you happy?


    When the heavy pupil was dark, Wen Jin’an squeezed the cup in his hand.


    Fan Jingjun is happy, but he is not.


    It was clear that Fan Jingjuan was up to no good, but at that time, he could not help him.


    If you want to ask Su Ci to give up this cooperation, I’m afraid there is no reason to convince her, and it is also impossible.


    Su Ci is not an ordinary girl. She depends on him but does not depend on him.


    Dependence and attachment are two concepts.


    The former involves emotional trust, while thetter is rted to one’s own dignity.


    It was more than 9 o’clock in the evening when I came out of Li residence.Ccontent ? exclusive by N?/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.


    The two parted ways at the door. Before leaving, Fan Jingjuan smiled and said, “I am very happy to meet BOSS Rowan again this time. I hope I can have the opportunity to cooperate with BOSS Rowan in the future.”


    Wen Jin’an shook hands with him politely and watched his car leave before walking to his own car.


    The driver immediately opened the car door for him, waited for him to sit down, closed the car door and followed him to get on the bus.


    “Are you going home, sir?”


    In the back seat of the car, Wen Jin’an held his eyebrows and said softly, “Go to Zhou Ji.”


    “Yes.”


    The car started and headed for Zhouji.


    *


    Green brocade garden.


    “Beep beep” code sound.


    Wen Jin’an came in with snacks and milk tea.


    In the living room, the groundmp is yellow.


    There was a petite figure on the sofa, and the thin nket was casually draped on the legs.


    Quiet footsteps, Wen Jin’an walked over and stood by the sofa to look at her.


    She slept soundly with her hands on her face.


    Bend over and put things on the tea table. Wen Jin’an took off his coat.


    Hold her leg with one hand and her back with the other, and pick her up.


    Su porcin was moved like this, and some woke up.


    Squinting, she saw people in a trance and called him subconsciously, “Jin’an?”


    “Uh－huh.” Wen Jin’an kissed her on the forehead and carried her to the bedroom.


    The body touched the bed and Su porcin’s drowsiness increased.


    He sat by the bed, his hand touching her hair.


    Staring at things on the tea table for half a day, Su porcin turned back and ran back to the bedroom.


    In the bathroom, Wen Jin’an is shaving.


    “Jin’an!”


    Su porcin ran to the door, smiling Pam asked him, “did you buy the things on the tea table?”


    “Uh－huh.”


    “Zhou Ji’s snacks and Sixi’s milk tea?”


    “Uh－huh.”


    “Did you buy it for mest night?”


    “Uh－huh.”


    Biting his lip, Su Ci grunted, “Then why didn’t you wake me up? The milk tea is cold. After keeping it all night, I don’t know if I can still drink it. However, snacks can definitely be eaten. I will eat them soon as breakfast.”


    She seems very happy.


    Wen Jin’an’s heavy pupil was mixed with smiles.


    Su Ci’s eyes shed and he suddenly said, “Jin’an, let me help you.”


    “Hmm?” In doubt, she had stepped in and held out her hand to him. “Give it to me.”


    Is she going to shave him?


    The razor was ced in her palm and he casually asked, “Have you shaved before?”


    “No.” Su porcin shook his head and looked at the razor in the palm. “How do you use this thing? Is that so?”


    As she said this, she put her hand in his face.


    Wen Jin’an quickly grasped her wrist.


    Looking at his expression, there was a little nervousness and panic.