Mu Xiaoran put his long leg on the tea table and leaned against the sofa: "I had nothing to do that day. I met two beggars chatting on the roadside. Just listen to it."

"Ha ha..." Mo Lang burst into laughter.

"You hurt me..." Quan Zhendong was speechless.

When did even beggars know his whereabouts.

The three people who haven't seen each other for a long time all have a mutually reinforcing rhythm in their language. Quan Zhendong confessed that he was wrong, so he punished himself for three cups, and the matter was over.

Moran felt that it was boring for three old men to sit together and drink alone. It was only interesting to find a few little girls.

Unexpectedly, mu Xiaoran and Quan Zhendong objected with one voice.

"No, I have women."

"No, I have a girlfriend."

This is the rhythm of collective show of love. Morang was stunned: "have you agreed to abuse singles?"

Mu Xiaoran and Quan Zhendong disagreed. They almost completely ignored morang's protest. Looking at each other, they all felt incredible: "are you surprised?"

Mu Xiaoran looked back: "of course, I always have."

"I just had."

Quan Zhendong's mouth moved.

Morang rolled his eyes and complained, "isn't she a woman? Be careful, show your love and die quickly..."

"Shut up, you can't eat grapes. They say grapes are sour."

Quan Zhendong has been abroad for several years. He came back for a vacation on the way, so he didn't know mu Xiaoran's feelings. The only surprise is that this guy who is not easy to get along with has a woman.

He was really surprised at this.

……

When Jiang Shijin came home, she was tired.

I didn't even eat dinner. After washing, I went straight to bed.

It's a good thing this weekend.

Lying in bed, she was a little uneasy and didn't know what Yang Jingyi planned. Although she didn't like her, she was her mother's daughter after all, with half of her blood.

With Yang Jingyi's personality, the 3000 yuan had already been spent, otherwise she wouldn't have said it yesterday.

But after thinking about it, she still didn't call.

Yang Jingyi is an adult. It is necessary to learn to take responsibility for herself. She must know what to do and what not to do. After all, she can't support her all her life.

Simply, as soon as her heart was horizontal, she buried her head in sleep.

It was late at night when mu Xiaoran returned. They slept back-to-back. Finally, once, he didn't have a big animal hair.

The next week they were still so lukewarm that no one took the initiative to talk to anyone. In addition, when Jiang Shijin came to his great aunt, he had a good reason to refuse him.

The two were so overcast until the signing of the agreement between Wal Mart and Dingsheng venture capital was imminent.

As the project leader, Jiang Shijin took the electronic contract and the project book home the night before signing the contract. She decided to check it again and felt relieved after confirming that it was correct.

The matter is so important that there is no room for carelessness.

In the living room, Jiang Shijin held the computer on the ground and stared at the screen. It was called a serious one.

Until eleven o'clock at night, she kept that position and didn't move.

Mu Xiaoran waited and waited. He held two international conferences in his study. When he came out, she hadn't finished reading it.

"You're so slow, how can you be a special assistant?" he went over and sat down on the sofa behind her without expression.

Jiang Shijin was awakened by his word and looked at the time in the lower right corner: "it's so late."

She stretched herself, yawned and said to him, "go to bed first. I'll check the content before going to bed. You don't have to wait for me."

Mu Xiaoran got up, went to the kitchen and poured her a glass of water: "you are the person in charge. So many people under you can give orders. You must see what you do."

"I'm not sure. I'm not at ease." Jiang Shijin yawned again: "go to bed and don't disturb me here."

"Can I help you?"

"No, I can."

More than 200 pages of documents, one by one. It's strange if you're not tired.

Mu Xiaoran suddenly got up, pulled her up from the ground and shouted, "OK, go to bed and I'll help you."

"You?"

"Why, can't you trust me?" Mu Xiaoran frowned.

Jiang Shijin smiled: "I didn't mean that."

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