Yan Hui walked over calmly, smiled and greeted Jiang Kechu.
Jiang Kechu quietly responded to his greeting with a smile, and then said, "chu'er, please take care of Yan. Thank you."
Yan Hui said calmly, "you're welcome. Chu'er is a good girl and I didn't do anything."
Jiang Kechu smiled, reached out and pinned a strand of hair next to Wan Chuer's ear behind her ear, and then said slightly spoiled, "are you ready? Let's go early. "
Wan Chuer was stunned. She was not used to Jiang Kechu's intimacy in front of so many people. She always took the initiative. What's the matter today? Is it stimulated?
When he was tortured later, Wan chu'er thought in his heart and said with a smile: "OK, I'll go up and get a bag and I can go."
Then she got up and went upstairs, leaving several men in the downstairs living room.
Yan Hui also stood up and said politely, "Grandpa Zhong, I'll go first, Mr. Jiang. Excuse me." Then he left here as if nothing had happened.
Jiang Kechu looked thoughtfully at Yan Hui's back and turned to the old man, but he saw a suspicious smile on the corner of the old man's mouth. His eyes looked at the newspaper in his hand very seriously.
Almost in an instant, Jiang Kechu decided that there was something about the old man. After listening, there was no news that Wan Chuer came down upstairs.
So he sat up straight, leaned slightly towards Zhong Lao, and said to Zhong Lao with a hint of flattery:
"Grandpa Zhong, I like chu'er very much, and chu'er also loves me deeply."
With such a sarcastic remark, his face was not red and his heart did not jump. It seemed that he was talking about a very serious topic.
The old man glanced at him and gave a faint "um".
Jiang Kechu thought about it and said more directly, "Grandpa Zhong, if you want to test me, let's change our way. Don't let president Yan come to chu'er."
Yan Hui and chu'er live in the same community. They are still neighbors. They can come to the door anytime, anywhere and meet chu'er. It's heartbreaking to think about it.
Zhong Lao put down the newspaper and said, "what's wrong with you, boy? You're like a woman, grinding haw."
Jiang Kechu: "
Soon Wan chu'er came down from upstairs. She changed her clothes and wore beautiful clothes, which made Jiang Kechu's eyes overflow with a smile.
"Well, let's go, Grandpa. I won't come back for lunch. You and brother Lishan have a good meal."
Old Zhong waved his hand and let her go.
On the way, Jiang Kechu held the steering wheel in one hand and the shifter in the other, and his fingers knocked regularly.
Wan Chuer looked down and saw it. Then he smiled and asked, "Uncle Jiang, what's wrong with you?"
Jiang Kechu was stunned for a moment, then smiled quickly and said, "where can you see that I'm suffocating?"
In fact, he's really holding it.
Before Yan Hui looked ready to accept either course, he looked uncomfortable. He thought that they were too busy to find something to do. For example, they told him that they were living in the villa. Yan Bai was the three group of Zhong Lao who was there.
Wan chu'er said proudly, "anyway, I just know, but I won't tell you. You're honest. What were you thinking just now?"
In fact, she knows many small moves of Jiang Kechu, and this state that she knows Jiang Kechu doesn't know is very fun.
Jiang Kechu's eyes flashed with a sly light. He said, "I just want to know what you and Yan Hui were talking about just now. You look very happy."
Wan Chuer's attention was immediately diverted by him. She "Oh" and said excitedly, "I'm fooling Yan Hui to develop in the field of Internet."
"Oh? Are you optimistic about the Internet? " Jiang Kechu asked casually. He liked the way Wan Chuer was excited.
"Well, I tell you, if you want to become a big rich, you can get into the Internet. Of course, the product must be chosen correctly, otherwise the Internet bubble will drown people."
Jiang Kechu teased her, "in that case, it's not better for you to get rich yourself. You also shout everywhere to make others rich."
Wan Chuer snorted and said, "where can I shout everywhere? That is, people close to me will say that Yan Hui takes care of me and Xiaobai. I don't know how to repay him, so I give him advice."
Jiang Kechu immediately said, "I still have millions in my hand. You can spend it casually. If it's not enough, you'll sell my house." A very generous look.
Wan chu'er looked at him suspiciously and deliberately said, "Why are you suddenly on the road today? You know you have to pay private money."
"Ha ha..." Jiang Kechu couldn't help laughing twice and directly handed her the wallet in his pocket: "in the future, I'll hand over all my property. Just give me two pocket money every month. I don't save any private money."
Wan Chuer gave a funny cut and put his wallet intact in front of the car. She said proudly, "I'm a rich man now. Don't try to hit me with money, and then try to make me listen to you."
Jiang Kechu stretched out his hand and rubbed hard at the top of her hair. When the car was about to arrive at Jiang's house, Jiang Kechu finally made the broken one out. He seemed to say casually: "Lishan gave you a car, Yan Hui gave you money and a house, but my boyfriend didn't give me anything. It's a little boring. What do you think I should give you?" Wan Chuer burst out laughing and blurted out, "just give you to me."“ Little girl! " Jiang Kechu spoiled and drowned. Wait... Wan Chuer responded. What is Yan Hui sending money and houses? Yan Hui just gave her a bank card. Where did she send houses“ Uncle Jiang, you just gave Yan Hui money and a house. What do you mean? " Wan Chuer stared at Jiang Kechu and asked. Jiang Kechu raised his eyebrow. "The villa you live in now is Yan Hui's. I heard that Yan Hui bought two villas directly. One is where he lives and the other is where you live now." what? Wan Chuer's face was unbelievable. She didn't seem to be joking at all. She had believed 50% in her heart, but for the sake of insurance, she calmed her mind a little and confirmed again: "how do you know that the villa I live in now is sent by Yan Hui?" Jiang Kechu sold Xiaobai without hesitation. "Xiaobai told me." The next second, Wan Chuer took out his cell phone and called Xiaobai“ Bai Qiyan, the villa we live in now is Yan Hui's? " Xiaobai on the other end of the phone is a little confused. Wan Chuer's tone is not very good. Why is it exposed? His brain is running fast. Do you want to admit it? Who should I throw the pot to? This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.