Chapter 8

After being watched for more than three seconds, junmojue frowned slightly.

Although his appearance is often stupefied, he does not have the habit of changing because of this "often".

The breath of the whole body cools down at the same time, also let stand in front of the desk rigorous moment back to God.

How can he forget that he hates being watched?

It's strange to say that he is a straight man, but how can he always see his master in a daze?

If it wasn't for his ability, he would think that his eyes might be lost.

Aware of the displeasure of Junmo Jue's eyes, he quickly explained the intention.

"Sir, this is the specific information of Miss Tian from her birth to now. It includes all her hobbies, medical history, education background, family background and... "

I don't know if I should say the following words. He knows that Junmo Jue was designed the night before yesterday.

According to convention, once such a thing happens, both the designer and the girl should be dead by now.

Now the designer has been scared to go abroad all night, and the girl has no scruple to go home.

Why does your husband look in a good mood now?

What's more, he didn't come back last night. You know, in his capacity, you can't stay outside Yutian Pavilion for the night.

That's too dangerous!

He made an exception.

This makes me curious about Miss Tian.

Now that she has attracted the attention of her husband, I really don't know if this is a good thing?

In a word, it obviously caused the displeasure of Junmo Jue.

Although he was used to not showing his emotions easily, the coldness around him betrayed him.

He nodded immediately and handed over the information in his hand.

Junmo Jue took over and opened the information at a glance.

His mother died when he was eight, his father died when he was ten, and he left his grandfather Tian Zhenguo to live with his uncle's family when he was eleven

Jun Mo Jue looked at it page by page. At first, there was no expression on his face, but when he saw the last page, his face sank down instantly.

This has been a long time has not seen him so unhappy rigorous subconsciously back a few steps.

It says that after 16 years old, I always like Fu Sikai, the president of Kyoto University, and claim that I have to marry him in this life!

If you can, I really hope my staff can ignore these when they go to check.

But now it's too late to say anything. I don't know whether it's time to pray for that girl or for myself.

After all, he is standing in the crater now!

"Check!"

Just a word let rigorous such as get amnesty, escape general quickly slipped out of the study.

As long as Mr. said to check, it must be to check what school grass!

Boy, you're going to have bad luck.

In the study, junmojue looked at the information again with a gloomy face.

Fousky, right?

No wonder I don't want to let him touch, and I don't want to be with him. I've already loved him.

Oh, school grass?

He would like to see it.

Looking at the mobile phone, there is still no reply.

It's 9:30 in the morning, so it's reasonable that she should get up.

But why don't you call yourself?

Think of Tian Zizi before pull black his number, Jun Mo Jue's face is worse.

Just thinking of calling in the past, suddenly the mobile phone rang!

See the above show is "small things" three words, Jun Mo Jue eyebrow unexpectedly unconsciously went up Yang.