Jiang Shiran just looked at the back of liangqiancheng with his shirt in his hand.
Behind her, there are two employees chewing the root of their tongue.
"Isn't that man liangqiancheng? How can you show up here with a girl, and still wear such shabby clothes. "
"Who knows, do you think this girl looks familiar?"
Another girl comes to talk again and looks at Jiang Shiran's back.
"I remember that she was Jiang Shiran, the woman who robbed a man from her sister and killed her sister."
"It's her. I remember that she painted very well. Many people were fascinated by her paintings."
Jiang Shiran is biting his teeth, holding the corner of his clothes with both hands. His body is shaking slightly, and he walks quickly towards the door.
Liang Qiancheng paid the money and looked at Jiang Shiran strangely, then followed him up.
Jiang Shiran stands at the door of the shop, holding her clothes by the corner with both hands, and looks at the front with some fear in her eyes.
She killed Gu youyou. She killed Gu youyou.
Liang Qiancheng walks to Jiang Shiran's back and reaches out his hand. Before touching Jiang Shiran's shoulder, his mobile phone rings.
He took his hand back and connected the phone. Before he could speak, there came a waxy voice, "brother Qiancheng, where are you? Dad said that he would ask you to come home for dinner in the evening, and he would like to discuss something with you
Liang Qiancheng took a look at Jiang Shiran, then turned and whispered, "I know."
"Brother Qiancheng, I'm in dad's company. Dad has something to do. Can you come and pick me up and go home?"
Zhou Suqin felt more and more that she was about to become the second Jiang Shiran.
"Well." Hung up the phone, Liang Qiancheng went to Jiang Shiran's front, thin lips one by one, "go to eat."
Jiang Shiran didn't react at all, but still kept the previous action, as if he couldn't hear the voice of liangqiancheng at all.
"Not yet?"
Liang Qiancheng is angry and squints at Jiang Shiran.
Jiang Shiran stands up, like a walking corpse, following behind Liang Qiancheng.
Liang Qiancheng stops at the gate of Jiang Shiran's favorite shop and orders a lot of delicious food to show Jiang Shiran to eat.
Looking at the well done steak in front of you, sprinkled with a layer of red pepper powder, Jiang Shiran lowers her head.
Now, she is not five years ago that no spicy not happy Jiang Shi ran, these things, as long as a touch, she will stomach pain.
"Eat."
Liang Qiancheng cuts the steak gracefully with a knife and fork.
Jiang Shiran picked up a knife and fork, cut a small piece into his mouth, and as soon as he swallowed it, he felt a sudden tumbling in his stomach and rushed into the bathroom.
Liang Qiancheng stood at the door of the bathroom, looking at the thin figure lying on the washbasin, a trace of worry crossed his face and flashed away.
In the past, her favorite is this super spicy steak. If it is not enough, she will scold the waiter.
Unexpectedly, now she can't even touch the pepper.
When Jiang Shiran came out again, the super spicy steak had been replaced by a bowl of hot porridge.
After eating, he wants to send Jiang Shiran home, but he is refused.
After Liang Qiancheng left, Jiang Shiran went to the hospital. After seeing Jiahui's mother, he went to find a house.
Looking for a whole afternoon, Jiang Shiran did not find a suitable place.
Feeling some empty pocket, she is not allowed to waste even a cent.
Driving from Xiaoji, passing the bus stop, I saw a thin figure waiting for the bus.
"Ranran, why are you here?" Roll down the window, from the small season looking at a dazed Jiang Shi Qi, "has not eaten, let's go to eat."
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