Chapter 290

Jiang Yufei was stunned for a few seconds. She found that Jiang xiaorou's relationship with Mr. Jing might be unusual. Otherwise, why should Mr. Jing cooperate with her? It's like Jiang xiaorou nods whatever Mr. Jing says.

It made Jiang Yufei very nervous. She was afraid that she would be unlucky if she really went in. But if she doesn't go in, doesn't she even have a chance? Today, in addition to being interested in hooking up with Jing Muchen, the more important thing is to find people from TM group to cooperate.

Jiang Yufei doesn't know that Jing Muchen is the chairman of TM group yet, but her first intuition tells her that Jing Muchen is very powerful and may be a super senior in TM group.

"How can it be! My sister can do it. How can I not do it! Mr. Jing, none of our Miss Jiang family are counsellors!" Jiang Yufei smiled at Jing Muchen.

Eh, the smile is also very deliberate. The special standard lady's smile and her eyes staring at Jing Muchen won't turn. Jiang xiaorou's face sank and pulled the master directly into the box.

"Next time Jiang Yufei smiles at you again, you will have a black face." Jiang xiaorou looks at the master overbearing.

In Jiang xiaorou's eyes, the master is her private property and her own master. Jiang Yufei dares to laugh at the master and kill her every minute.

"Good." Jing Muchen's eyes are spoiled.

He felt at ease, because his relationship with xiaorou was the same as before. She was a wayward little girl who always liked to ride on his head, but he was happy. Xiaorou's wayward nature was spoiled by him in the past five years.

Inside the box.

There are a lot of people, the light is a little dark, and the colorful lights shine on people's faces. It feels like a KTV. Jiang xiaorou probably glanced at them. They were all raw faces, except the men sitting in the corner.

Shen Yancheng?

Is he here?

Doesn't he like this occasion? I thought he just stayed for a while and left. I didn't expect to play this boring game. The second Jiang xiaorou saw Shen Yancheng, she subconsciously released the master's hand and didn't continue to hold the master's arm.

This second, Jing Muchen's heart also clicked. He realized that xiaorou loosened herself because she saw the shadow of Shen Yancheng in her eyes. Therefore, in xiaorou's heart, the position of Shen Yancheng is really important?

"Here you are, Mr. Jing!"

"Mr. Jing, we haven't seen each other for many years. Unexpectedly, you are getting younger and younger. I'm afraid there are several long queues for the little girl who pursues you!"

"Mr. Jing..."

"Mr. Jing."

Jing Muchen was surrounded by a group of people. Their admiration for him continued like a surging river. Many of them were older than Mr. Jing, but they were also respectful.

This is the case in this era. Regardless of age, who has a high sense of achievement should be respected by more people.

"I haven't seen you for a long time. Have a good time tonight." Jing Muchen said politely, but his eyes always paid attention to Jiang xiaorou.

Jiang xiaorou slipped to Shen Yancheng and sat with him.

"Why are you still here? It's late. Don't you have to go home to take the children?" Jiang xiaorou was careless.

But this sentence poked Shen Yancheng's point, which made him feel less beautiful.

"In your eyes, I've really become a super daddy. I can only take care of children at home?" Shen Yancheng's face stinks!

He felt cheated by Jiang xiaorou.

Just now, in the hall on the first floor, when they came in together, Jiang xiaorou told him that she was not familiar with the chairman of TM group. Now, she and Jing Muchen came in hand in hand. They have more small movements together than ordinary people. They are not familiar. They are quite familiar!

Shen Yancheng didn't want to talk to a liar, so he turned his face to one side.

Jiang xiaorou was inexplicably dumped by Shen Yancheng.

"I don't mean anything else. I'm just worried that blossoms and Xuanxuan are not taken care of. Why do you misinterpret what I mean?" Jiang xiaorou said nothing.

Shen Yancheng doesn't want to talk to her.

"Cut, cheapskate, it's boring." Jiang xiaorou sat next to Shen Yancheng for a while. He didn't talk to her and was angry. Jiang xiaorou went to find his master.

As a result, as soon as she left, Shen Yancheng's head immediately turned around and stared at Jiang xiaorou's behavior. Seeing that she and Jing Muchen talked and laughed like lovers, Shen Yancheng's face smelled worse. He grabbed the wine glass and drank it. He was more crazy than anyone.

"Do you want to play games? Yes, yes, I want to participate, or everyone will come! More people make more fun." Jiang xiaorou clapped her hands and called. She likes playing games best.

The waiter took a combination of bamboo sticks and wrote different requirements on each. The game is very simple. Scissors, stone and cloth. The loser will draw one out. No matter what requirements are drawn, they must be completed.

No one knew what was written on the bamboo stick, but Jiang xiaorou and Jing Muchen knew it. The two exchanged eyes and they understood.

Everyone sat down around a huge table, about a dozen people. You look at me, I look at you, and I don't know where to start. Jing Muchen doesn't speak, and no one dares to rob.

"Mr. Jing, why don't you start with us? Give us a sample." Jiang xiaorou looked at the master with a smile.

"Good." Jing Muchen never refuses xiaorou's request.

When Jiang xiaorou clenched her fist, Jing Muchen already knew that she would give cloth, so he gave a stone, willingly lost to Jiang xiaorou, and accepted the punishment.

Jing Muchen took one at random. He was lucky. He just sang a song.

Everyone applauded. I'm afraid it's rare to hear the old God of wealth sing a song in her life. Jiang xiaorou is also the first time. She doesn't know how magnetic and dynamic the master's slightly hoarse voice is.

Jing Muchen picked out a song "the light chaser". He looked at Xiao Rou affectionately. When he sang the chorus, his eyes were most focused and his heart was broken.

"I can walk behind you like a shadow chasing the light. I can wait at this intersection, whether you pass or not..."

If he can, he will silently guard Jiang xiaorou's back like a shadow. I hope she can always be happy and happy.

"Wow! Sing well, sing well, master... Mr. Jing sings well." Jiang xiaorou jumps up and claps her hands. Mom, almost blurted out that they were apprentices. This is tantamount to admitting that Jiang xiaorou is the God of wealth. Jiang xiaorou was frightened by herself.