Chapter 47
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There was no end to the whistle on the road. Jiang ran felt that everything was still. All the milk tea he was carrying in his hand fell to the ground.
And the Secretary waiting on the other side of the road, stupid.
When was he treated like this?
Jiang Moyuan can decide the life and death of a small family as soon as he opens his mouth.
Who dares to provoke?
Jiang Moyuan looked at the cola stains on his body and the bank card that fell on the ground. His face was cold and terrible, and his voice squeezed out from his teeth: "Ying, Zi, Jin!"
Ying Zijin returns Fu Yunshen's last message, puts it back into his mobile phone and puts his hands in his pocket.
She was indifferent, cool between her eyes and eyebrows, and was not forced by the low pressure of Jiang Moyuan.
Jiang Ran's eyes narrowed.
He grew up in the imperial capital and occasionally returned to Shanghai. He had no communication with his third uncle.
But I also know that because I've been fighting in business for many years for JiangMo, I'm so awe inspiring. Let alone a little girl, even an adult man can't look him in the eye.
But Jiang ran clearly felt that the girl's aura was as deep as water, which made people feel terrible.
Jiang Moyuan can't be compared at all.
"Four hundred thousand, buy this gerruti suit on you, and pay back the grants you've provided over the years with interest." Ying Zijin light, "trouble you later don't appear in front of me."
When Jiang Moyuan heard this, he laughed angrily: "what did you say?"
It's like he's pestering her.
"I forgot to talk to Uncle Jiang last time." Ying Zijin said again, "I wish you and your sister-in-law a hundred years of good marriage and early birth of a noble son."
This name, Jiang Moyuan's back suddenly tense.
"I don't know how I give uncle Jiang the illusion that I have feelings for you." Ying Zijin nodded slightly, without losing grace, "now make it clear, you can't be amorous in the future."
"I don't like you, and I don't want to see you. Please let your fiancee leave me alone."
No matter before she wakes up or during her deep sleep, Jiang Moyuan is just a stranger to her.
Perhaps the first grant was just a student aid project, but the purpose of bringing her to Shanghai is obvious -
unite with Ying family to provide Ying Luwei with a living blood bank.
In Mojiang's eyes, it was the first time that she saw this kind of emotion.
Cold and distant, cold and indifferent, without any admiration.
Either way, it made him feel out of control.
A little out of breath, look a moment of confusion, the heart is also inexplicably cold.
"If I see Uncle Jiang again --" Ying Zijin yawned, tilted his head and laughed, "I'll see you once and hit you once."
After the secretary came back, he just heard this sentence.
He looked at the girl strangely and couldn't understand.
The second miss of the Ying family has always wanted to hook up with the third master?
The secretary looked at Jiang Moyuan's face and said with a polite smile, "I advise Miss Ying to think about it carefully. If you do this, there will be no room for recovery."
Ying Zijin doesn't bother to give them eyes again. She puts a hood on her head: "go."
Jiang ran was still watching the play, and only two seconds later did he realize that these two words were meant for him.
He did not immediately follow, but made a mockery: "I also advise you to save, she even I do not look up to, let alone an old man."
Although he hasn't admitted that he is the father of his class, he can't let others step on his head, can he?
Where is his school bully's face?
The secretary did not expect that Jiang ran would help Ying Zijin hit Jiang Moyuan in the face. He was shocked: "young master Jiang ran, this is for you."
In terms of assets, Jiang ran naturally can't compare with Jiang Moyuan, who has been working hard for ten years.
But in terms of status, Jiang Moyuan is really not as good as burning in Jiang.
Who let Jiang huapinggao marry to the imperial capital?
"Shit, I don't understand." Jiang ran was also angry, "you're all so amorous in the name of being good for me. Who let you manage? Are you in charge of me? "
The old woman of the Ying family is also upset.
Jiang ran ignored and followed the girl.
Jiang Moyuan took a deep breath and used all his restraint to catch up.
He presses the heart that wipe strange, cold mouth: "Ying Zijin, you don't regret."
Ying Zijin stops and suddenly turns back.
She has a pair of good-looking Phoenix eyes, slightly on the occasion of pick, light.
It's a beautiful color, but it's cold because of her cold eyes.
"These three words, I also give you." She lowered her voice and chuckled coldly, "don't regret it."
**
convenience stores.
"Bull, you are bull." Jiang ran was convinced, "are you not afraid of Jiang Moyuan's revenge?"Ying Zijin is choosing snack: "he although comes."
"It's OK. I can help you if he comes." Jiang Ran is actually quite upset, "but what do you call uncle Jiang for?"
"Oh, always remind him to be old."
“……”
Jiang ran was suddenly in a good mood: "come on, I just helped you, you fight with me."
He thought Ying Zijin would not agree, but she nodded.
"Then go now." Jiang Ran is going to pull her, "after beating, you can go back to eat fried chicken."
But he couldn't get there. He was cut off in the middle.
There is a little voice wrapped in a smile, low and deep tempting: "no, our children can't fight."
"Who do you care about..." As soon as Jiang ran looked up, his words stopped and his face turned black, "how are you?"
Fu Yunshen took a bag of snacks for the girl, but he didn't answer.
Ying Zijin also didn't think that he came now: "don't say, I'll come to you later?"
"It's OK. Anyway, my brother has a lot of time." Fu Yun deep don't care, "you continue to play."
He was originally near the center of the city, and received the news of Jiang Moyuan, afraid of her accident.
I didn't expect that. Children are so cruel.
Jiang ran began to drive people away: "then you still don't go? Don't disturb the lives of young people. "
However, as soon as he finished, he saw the girl give him a bag of snacks, and then nodded: "I'll go with you now."
Fu Yun deep a Zheng, peach blossom eye raises: "need not, time is still early now."
"Nothing." Ying Zijin said lightly, "they have many people."
You have only one person.
Fu Yun deep eyelashes moved, suddenly smile.
Children don't have pain in vain.
He was quite moved.
Looking at Jiang ran, who left behind, they said: "I'm not sure."
Shit.
He's autistic.
**
Ying Feifei has been forced to transfer to the regular class since she recorded her major faults.
But because the whole sophomore knew what she did, the whole class rejected her, and her mood almost collapsed.
Ying Feifei is extremely resentful, but she has no choice but to hold her breath.
Life at home is not easy, should be very dissatisfied with her father.
Ying Feifei pinches her fingers and writes a review.
But just then, a strange text message suddenly appeared on her mobile phone.
There was no text, just a photo.
In the photo, Ying Zijin and Jiang Mo are hugging each other, very intimate.
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There was no end to the whistle on the road. Jiang ran felt that everything was still. All the milk tea he was carrying in his hand fell to the ground.
And the Secretary waiting on the other side of the road, stupid.
When was he treated like this?
Jiang Moyuan can decide the life and death of a small family as soon as he opens his mouth.
Who dares to provoke?
Jiang Moyuan looked at the cola stains on his body and the bank card that fell on the ground. His face was cold and terrible, and his voice squeezed out from his teeth: "Ying, Zi, Jin!"
Ying Zijin returns Fu Yunshen's last message, puts it back into his mobile phone and puts his hands in his pocket.
She was indifferent, cool between her eyes and eyebrows, and was not forced by the low pressure of Jiang Moyuan.
Jiang Ran's eyes narrowed.
He grew up in the imperial capital and occasionally returned to Shanghai. He had no communication with his third uncle.
But I also know that because I've been fighting in business for many years for JiangMo, I'm so awe inspiring. Let alone a little girl, even an adult man can't look him in the eye.
But Jiang ran clearly felt that the girl's aura was as deep as water, which made people feel terrible.
Jiang Moyuan can't be compared at all.
"Four hundred thousand, buy this gerruti suit on you, and pay back the grants you've provided over the years with interest." Ying Zijin light, "trouble you later don't appear in front of me."
When Jiang Moyuan heard this, he laughed angrily: "what did you say?"
It's like he's pestering her.
"I forgot to talk to Uncle Jiang last time." Ying Zijin said again, "I wish you and your sister-in-law a hundred years of good marriage and early birth of a noble son."
This name, Jiang Moyuan's back suddenly tense.
"I don't know how I give uncle Jiang the illusion that I have feelings for you." Ying Zijin nodded slightly, without losing grace, "now make it clear, you can't be amorous in the future."
"I don't like you, and I don't want to see you. Please let your fiancee leave me alone."
No matter before she wakes up or during her deep sleep, Jiang Moyuan is just a stranger to her.
Perhaps the first grant was just a student aid project, but the purpose of bringing her to Shanghai is obvious -
unite with Ying family to provide Ying Luwei with a living blood bank.
In Mojiang's eyes, it was the first time that she saw this kind of emotion.
Cold and distant, cold and indifferent, without any admiration.
Either way, it made him feel out of control.
A little out of breath, look a moment of confusion, the heart is also inexplicably cold.
"If I see Uncle Jiang again --" Ying Zijin yawned, tilted his head and laughed, "I'll see you once and hit you once."
After the secretary came back, he just heard this sentence.
He looked at the girl strangely and couldn't understand.
The second miss of the Ying family has always wanted to hook up with the third master?
The secretary looked at Jiang Moyuan's face and said with a polite smile, "I advise Miss Ying to think about it carefully. If you do this, there will be no room for recovery."
Ying Zijin doesn't bother to give them eyes again. She puts a hood on her head: "go."
Jiang ran was still watching the play, and only two seconds later did he realize that these two words were meant for him.
He did not immediately follow, but made a mockery: "I also advise you to save, she even I do not look up to, let alone an old man."
Although he hasn't admitted that he is the father of his class, he can't let others step on his head, can he?
Where is his school bully's face?
The secretary did not expect that Jiang ran would help Ying Zijin hit Jiang Moyuan in the face. He was shocked: "young master Jiang ran, this is for you."
In terms of assets, Jiang ran naturally can't compare with Jiang Moyuan, who has been working hard for ten years.
But in terms of status, Jiang Moyuan is really not as good as burning in Jiang.
Who let Jiang huapinggao marry to the imperial capital?
"Shit, I don't understand." Jiang ran was also angry, "you're all so amorous in the name of being good for me. Who let you manage? Are you in charge of me? "
The old woman of the Ying family is also upset.
Jiang ran ignored and followed the girl.
Jiang Moyuan took a deep breath and used all his restraint to catch up.
He presses the heart that wipe strange, cold mouth: "Ying Zijin, you don't regret."
Ying Zijin stops and suddenly turns back.
She has a pair of good-looking Phoenix eyes, slightly on the occasion of pick, light.
It's a beautiful color, but it's cold because of her cold eyes.
"These three words, I also give you." She lowered her voice and chuckled coldly, "don't regret it."
**
convenience stores.
"Bull, you are bull." Jiang ran was convinced, "are you not afraid of Jiang Moyuan's revenge?"Ying Zijin is choosing snack: "he although comes."
"It's OK. I can help you if he comes." Jiang Ran is actually quite upset, "but what do you call uncle Jiang for?"
"Oh, always remind him to be old."
“……”
Jiang ran was suddenly in a good mood: "come on, I just helped you, you fight with me."
He thought Ying Zijin would not agree, but she nodded.
"Then go now." Jiang Ran is going to pull her, "after beating, you can go back to eat fried chicken."
But he couldn't get there. He was cut off in the middle.
There is a little voice wrapped in a smile, low and deep tempting: "no, our children can't fight."
"Who do you care about..." As soon as Jiang ran looked up, his words stopped and his face turned black, "how are you?"
Fu Yunshen took a bag of snacks for the girl, but he didn't answer.
Ying Zijin also didn't think that he came now: "don't say, I'll come to you later?"
"It's OK. Anyway, my brother has a lot of time." Fu Yun deep don't care, "you continue to play."
He was originally near the center of the city, and received the news of Jiang Moyuan, afraid of her accident.
I didn't expect that. Children are so cruel.
Jiang ran began to drive people away: "then you still don't go? Don't disturb the lives of young people. "
However, as soon as he finished, he saw the girl give him a bag of snacks, and then nodded: "I'll go with you now."
Fu Yun deep a Zheng, peach blossom eye raises: "need not, time is still early now."
"Nothing." Ying Zijin said lightly, "they have many people."
You have only one person.
Fu Yun deep eyelashes moved, suddenly smile.
Children don't have pain in vain.
He was quite moved.
Looking at Jiang ran, who left behind, they said: "I'm not sure."
Shit.
He's autistic.
**
Ying Feifei has been forced to transfer to the regular class since she recorded her major faults.
But because the whole sophomore knew what she did, the whole class rejected her, and her mood almost collapsed.
Ying Feifei is extremely resentful, but she has no choice but to hold her breath.
Life at home is not easy, should be very dissatisfied with her father.
Ying Feifei pinches her fingers and writes a review.
But just then, a strange text message suddenly appeared on her mobile phone.
There was no text, just a photo.
In the photo, Ying Zijin and Jiang Mo are hugging each other, very intimate.
There was no end to the whistle on the road. Jiang ran felt that everything was still. All the milk tea he was carrying in his hand fell to the ground. And the Secretary waiting on the other side of the road, stupid. When was he treated like this? Jiang Moyuan can decide the life and death of a small family as soon as he opens his mouth. Who dares to provoke? Jiang Moyuan looked at the cola stains on his body and the bank card that fell on the ground. His face was cold and terrible, and his voice squeezed out from his teeth: "Ying, Zi, Jin!" Ying Zijin returns Fu Yunshen's last message, puts it back into his mobile phone and puts his hands in his pocket. She was indifferent, cool between her eyes and eyebrows, and was not forced by the low pressure of Jiang Moyuan. Jiang Ran's eyes narrowed. He grew up in the imperial capital and occasionally returned to Shanghai. He had no communication with his third uncle. But I also know that because I've been fighting in business for many years for JiangMo, I'm so awe inspiring. Let alone a little girl, even an adult man can't look him in the eye. But Jiang ran clearly felt that the girl's aura was as deep as water, which made people feel terrible. Jiang Moyuan can't be compared at all. "Four hundred thousand, buy this gerruti suit on you, and pay back the grants you've provided over the years with interest." Ying Zijin light, "trouble you later don't appear in front of me." When Jiang Moyuan heard this, he laughed angrily: "what did you say?" It's like he's pestering her. "I forgot to talk to Uncle Jiang last time." Ying Zijin said again, "I wish you and your sister-in-law a hundred years of good marriage and early birth of a noble son." This name, Jiang Moyuan's back suddenly tense. "I don't know how I give uncle Jiang the illusion that I have feelings for you." Ying Zijin nodded slightly, without losing grace, "now make it clear, you can't be amorous in the future." "I don't like you, and I don't want to see you. Please let your fiancee leave me alone." No matter before she wakes up or during her deep sleep, Jiang Moyuan is just a stranger to her. Perhaps the first grant was just a student aid project, but the purpose of bringing her to Shanghai is obvious - unite with Ying family to provide Ying Luwei with a living blood bank. In Mojiang's eyes, it was the first time that she saw this kind of emotion. Cold and distant, cold and indifferent, without any admiration. Either way, it made him feel out of control. A little out of breath, look a moment of confusion, the heart is also inexplicably cold. "If I see Uncle Jiang again --" Ying Zijin yawned, tilted his head and laughed, "I'll see you once and hit you once." After the secretary came back, he just heard this sentence. He looked at the girl strangely and couldn't understand. The second miss of the Ying family has always wanted to hook up with the third master? The secretary looked at Jiang Moyuan's face and said with a polite smile, "I advise Miss Ying to think about it carefully. If you do this, there will be no room for recovery." Ying Zijin doesn't bother to give them eyes again. She puts a hood on her head: "go." Jiang ran was still watching the play, and only two seconds later did he realize that these two words were meant for him. He did not immediately follow, but made a mockery: "I also advise you to save, she even I do not look up to, let alone an old man." Although he hasn't admitted that he is the father of his class, he can't let others step on his head, can he? Where is his school bully's face? The secretary did not expect that Jiang ran would help Ying Zijin hit Jiang Moyuan in the face. He was shocked: "young master Jiang ran, this is for you." In terms of assets, Jiang ran naturally can't compare with Jiang Moyuan, who has been working hard for ten years. But in terms of status, Jiang Moyuan is really not as good as burning in Jiang. Who let Jiang huapinggao marry to the imperial capital? "Shit, I don't understand." Jiang ran was also angry, "you're all so amorous in the name of being good for me. Who let you manage? Are you in charge of me? " The old woman of the Ying family is also upset. Jiang ran ignored and followed the girl. Jiang Moyuan took a deep breath and used all his restraint to catch up. He presses the heart that wipe strange, cold mouth: "Ying Zijin, you don't regret." Ying Zijin stops and suddenly turns back. She has a pair of good-looking Phoenix eyes, slightly on the occasion of pick, light. It's a beautiful color, but it's cold because of her cold eyes. "These three words, I also give you." She lowered her voice and chuckled coldly, "don't regret it." **convenience stores. "Bull, you are bull." Jiang ran was convinced, "are you not afraid of Jiang Moyuan's revenge?"Ying Zijin is choosing snack: "he although comes." "It's OK. I can help you if he comes." Jiang Ran is actually quite upset, "but what do you call uncle Jiang for?" "Oh, always remind him to be old." Jiang ran was suddenly in a good mood: "come on, I just helped you, you fight with me." He thought Ying Zijin would not agree, but she nodded. "Then go now." Jiang Ran is going to pull her, "after beating, you can go back to eat fried chicken." But he couldn't get there. He was cut off in the middle. There is a little voice wrapped in a smile, low and deep tempting: "no, our children can't fight." "Who do you care about..." As soon as Jiang ran looked up, his words stopped and his face turned black, "how are you?" Fu Yunshen took a bag of snacks for the girl, but he didn't answer. Ying Zijin also didn't think that he came now: "don't say, I'll come to you later?" "It's OK. Anyway, my brother has a lot of time." Fu Yun deep don't care, "you continue to play." He was originally near the center of the city, and received the news of Jiang Moyuan, afraid of her accident. I didn't expect that. Children are so cruel. Jiang ran began to drive people away: "then you still don't go? Don't disturb the lives of young people. " However, as soon as he finished, he saw the girl give him a bag of snacks, and then nodded: "I'll go with you now." Fu Yun deep a Zheng, peach blossom eye raises: "need not, time is still early now." "Nothing." Ying Zijin said lightly, "they have many people." You have only one person. Fu Yun deep eyelashes moved, suddenly smile. Children don't have pain in vain. He was quite moved. Looking at Jiang ran, who left behind, they said: "I'm not sure." Shit. He's autistic. **Ying Feifei has been forced to transfer to the regular class since she recorded her major faults. But because the whole sophomore knew what she did, the whole class rejected her, and her mood almost collapsed. Ying Feifei is extremely resentful, but she has no choice but to hold her breath. Life at home is not easy, should be very dissatisfied with her father. Ying Feifei pinches her fingers and writes a review. But just then, a strange text message suddenly appeared on her mobile phone. There was no text, just a photo. In the photo, Ying Zijin and Jiang Mo are hugging each other, very intimate.
