"Ah, it hurts." Jiang ran screamed in his mouth, with a painful expression on his face.

Her hair, which she had just carefully curled before going out, was all wet through. She was splashed on her face by the hot coffee. In addition, when she was hit by the corner of the table, her forehead turned red.

Jiang mianmianmian helped her to sit down from another chair and frowned at the strange way.

"Cousin, why are you so careless? I can't even stand steadily, and I knocked the table over? "

"I..."

Jiang Ran Ran didn't breathe and almost choked.

"What do I want?" Jiang mianmianmian looked at Jiang ran ran with a sneer and asked her in reverse.

"Mianmian, I know you are in a bad mood recently. It's normal that you don't want to sign the equity transfer agreement for the time being."

"Oh? What my cousin means is, support me not to sign this agreement? " Jiang mianmianmian picked his eyebrows.

"I, I mean, we can discuss this matter slowly, not in a hurry."

Jiang Ran Ran suddenly dropped his face, a sad expression of remorse.

"Mianmian, I've wronged you. Did you have a bad time in Fu House? Master Fu, he... "

"Me and Fu Jinhan... We are sweet." Jiang mianmianmian gave a sneer, deliberately raised the volume and looked at Jiang ran with sarcasm on his face.

Jiang Ran Ran opened his eyes incredulously and looked at Jiang mianmianmian with a sneer on his face, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Mianmian, what do you say? You and Mr. Fu, how can you and the two of you be? "

"Cousin, if it's OK, you can go. Besides, if there's nothing to do in the future, you'd better not come to Fu's house to see off the guests. "

With that, Jiang mianmianmian left the livid Jiang Ranran and left the reception hall without looking back.

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Outside the window, the setting sun slants to the West.

The dim yellow sunlight shines in through the window, reflecting an orange halo in the simple study.

The man sitting on the balcony working, bathed in this warm orange, the whole person is like a huge shadow, the pressure on the body does not reduce a bit.

When Fu Jin Han heard the sound, he lifted his eyes from the document and hooked his slender fingers to Jiang mianmianmian at the door.

"Come here." His voice bordered on indifference.

Jiang mianmianmian took a deep breath and walked in obediently.

As soon as he stepped into the study, Jiang mianmianmian immediately felt as if he was under heavy pressure, and he couldn't breathe.

"Fu Jinhan, when did you come back?"

Jiang mianmianmian walks up to Fu Jinhan and looks at him with a small face. As soon as he gets close to him, he feels cold and shivers.

"Not long ago."

Fu Jinhan reached out and put Jiang mianmianmian in her arms, chin on her shoulder socket.

Jiang mianmianmian felt his touch, his body shivered subconsciously, his muscles tensed tightly, and every inch of cells in his body clamored to escape.

Then I think of the previous life, this man even for her life, Jiang mianmianmian heart, flashed a complex feeling, struggling action also pause.

Quietly in the study, the fragrance of the girl lingers in the air.

Just now he hugged her for a moment. Even though she was wearing thick clothes, her subconscious tense reaction still did not escape his eyes.

Suddenly, the air pressure on Fu Jin Han became more gloomy.

Holding her still for a few seconds, Fu Jin Han released her arm, picked up the black coffee in front of her, looked at the thick stack of documents again, and the sense of oppression was still obvious.