Chapter 11

"You are the sister-in-law of the cool young master. How can you be wronged? Of course, it's a thousand shoes."

Xia Yuxin bent over, her face close to Jiang Shiran. Her flaming red lips moved up and down slowly. "What I ask is that you Jiang Shiran kneel on the ground and wipe it."

With that, she sat down in front of Jiang Shiran, raised her feet and put them on the table in front of her.

Jiang Shiran doesn't speak. She lowers her head so that people can't understand what she is thinking.

After a few seconds, she took a deep breath, took out a clean handkerchief, and slowly squatted down in the direction of Xia Yuxin's high-heeled shoes.

Before her knee touched the ground, she was held by a big warm hand.

"Ranran, what are you doing?"

Jiang Shiran raises his head and looks at the owner of the big palm in a daze.

She had little impression of this face.

To be more accurate, she is not very impressed by any man except liangqiancheng.

In the first ten years, she almost lived for the sake of liangqiancheng.

"Ranran, don't you remember me?"

From the big palm of Xiaoji, tightly grasp the rough hand of Jiang Shiran.

He looked at Jiang Shiran with some disbelief, that peerless little devil, would actually squat down to polish shoes for others.

He has been looking for her ever since he knew she left prison. Unexpectedly, he will meet her here.

Jiang Shiran shakes his head in a daze. He pulls his hand away from Xiaoji's big palm and stands up.

There is no expression on his face, flat some terrible, turn his head, looking away from the season.

"Sir, please be a witness for me."

Jiang Shiran squints at Xia Yuxin's position without any expression on her face.

Now for her, she can't miss any way to make money.

What is face and dignity? As long as you can save Jiahui's mother, she can do nothing.

Li Xiaoji looked at the contract on the table. It was the one Jiang Shiran was ready to sign.

Picking up the contract on the table, he reaches out and grabs Jiang Shiran's hand.

This time, he won't let go of anything. He has missed her once.

"Ranran, do you want to sell the house?"

Jiang Shiran looked back, selling the house was the only way she could think of. "I'm short of money."

"Ran Ran, I bought your house. How much do you want?"

"Leave Xiaoji, what can I do for you? Five years ago, you were a shrinking turtle. Five years later, what kind of hero are you playing? "

Xia Yuxin has always looked down on leaving Xiaoji. She clearly has a good future. She has to be an assistant under Ye Shuya's father.

"Jiang Shiran, if you don't wipe it, you won't have this shop after this village."

Jiang Shiran can't remember this man. She doesn't want to owe anyone any more.

Turning around, she picked up her handkerchief and squatted down, ready to kneel.

Since Xiaoji can't persuade Jiang Shiran, he has to force Jiang Shiran to go outside the door with the contract still in his hand.

"How much money do I need to dye the house?"

All of a sudden, a blue evintado stopped in front of two people.

Liang Qiancheng sits in the driver's seat, squinting at Jiang Shiran's hand tightly holding away from Xiaoji, showing a touch of anger on his face.

Five years ago, this young man chased after Jiang Shiran's butt every day and showed love to her eyes. Unexpectedly, just after he was released from prison, the two men were on good terms.

Then, his eyes shifted to the contract from Xiaoji.

Slender fingers pointing to the contract, sexy thin lips slightly open, "Jiang Shiran, you still as shameless as before, take my things to paste man upside down."

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