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"Why is everyone related to him? Let me tell you this, I have already informed Gong Yuchen not to pester you anymore! "

Yan Hui waved his hands at Jiang Qiaoer impatiently. He then beckoned to the pretty lady who was making the kung fu tea and told her to come to him.

"What the hell?! You actually made that Gong Yuchen guy abandon me! Sigh, are you still human!? You made my man abandon me! "

Jiang Qiaoer immediately exploded upon hearing it! she shouted at Yan Hui.

"Quiet. Quiet." "Don't disturb the beautiful lady when she makes tea. You have to learn from her."

Yan Hui smiled at the beauty beside him who was making tea. His refined smile made him look especially close and amiable.

Every time he saw a beauty, he would cause waves!

Jiang Qiaoer rolled her eyes at Yan Hui. No wonder Gong Yuchen didn't come to find him. Could it be that this time, he really had to leave the Gong Family, and leave him?

"You have to thank me for not killing you!"

Jiang Qiaoer got up, fiercely kicking Yan Hui who was sitting cross-legged, and turned to leave.

After exiting the teahouse on the side of the street, Jiang Qiaoer walked forward for a while and stood under the sun. She raised her hand to stroke the hair in front of her eyes, from the top of his head to the back of his head and let out a long sigh of relief.

Damn you, Yan Hui! He was actually being abandoned like this!

Gong Yuchen the Dead! When did you learn to listen to others!? Weren't they always very powerful! Why did he obediently let go when someone told him not to be bothered!

"You don't even know how to find me!"

Jiang Qiaoer pouted and muttered.

Today's sunshine was very good. The sun was warm on the skin. Jiang Qiaoer was wearing a Han Feng pullover sweater, a lotus pink panties and pointed high heels. She was carrying a red bag and a metal zipper.

With such a cute face and the style of being photographed on the streets, she would occasionally attract the attention of the surrounding people. There were even some who came up to Jiang Qiaoer with cameras to chat him up, wanting to take a few pictures with her.

Just as he was about to send off a youth who liked to take photos, a man's voice came from behind Jiang Qiaoer. "Qiao Er!"

Jiang Qiaoer turned her head in bewilderment, and saw Song Wenshu standing behind him from afar.

Seeing him, Jiang Qiaoer turned and prepared to leave.

"Don't go!"

Song Wenshu ran a few steps and caught up with Jiang Qiaoer, grabbing her wrist.

"I'm not here to bother you!" Song Wenshu took another step closer. Although the distance made Jiang Qiaoer a little uncomfortable, Song Wenshu did not make any excessive movements.

Jiang Qiaoer pondered in her heart. If she were to use force, she would definitely not be able to defeat Song Wenshu. I might as well just let him go, so as not to provoke him!

"What is it? Tell me!"

Jiang Qiaoer calmed herself down and told herself not to lower herself to the same level as this scum.

"How have you been? I heard you came out of Gong Family? Does Lin Shuxin know about this? "

Song Wenshu looked at Jiang Qiaoer with concern. From behind, it seemed as if two people were kissing.

"I'm doing fine. You don't have to worry. "

Jiang Qiaoer took her wrist out of Yun Che's hand, and looked at Song Wenshu with contempt.

"That's good. "I've let you down for a lot of things before. If your future uncle and aunt has any use for me, you don't have to be so courteous. Just come and find me."

Song Wenshu continued, the sincerity in his voice made Jiang Qiaoer even more suspicious, this scumbag had been swapped places with someone else!

"Is there anything else?" "If not, I'll be leaving first."

Jiang Qiaoer absent-mindedly nodded her head, as if she did not take what he had said to heart at all.

"Eh …"

Song Wenshu turned his head to look at an unknown place, with difficulty, before he suddenly turned and smiled at Jiang Qiaoer:

"That's all. Go back and busy yourself. Remember to come find me if you have any trouble."

Before Song Wenshu even finished speaking, Jiang Qiaoer turned around and left with her bag. Song Wenshu's disgusted voice came from behind him, causing him to unconsciously quicken her pace.

How unlucky!

He met that scumbag as soon as he went out!

Jiang Qiaoer ridiculed in her heart as she silently mulled over the things that had changed with Song Wenshu today. Today, he actually didn't make things difficult for her. Furthermore, the words he said just now were truly unbelievable. Those words came from that scum of a man!

How come everyone around him had turned weird since yesterday?

After Jiang Qiaoer left, a woman appeared behind Song Wenshu, followed by a man with a camera on his back, covering his face.

"How is it? Can I? Seeing the lady coming out from the corner of the street, Song Wenshu quickly went up to her and asked.

"Not bad. Wait for the reward! The young master you want will not mistreat you! "

Zi Ran looked at Song Wenshu with contempt, turned around and spoke to the people behind him: "Go back and take care of the photo, if you sense anything, both you and him will die."

After saying that, he pulled the zipper of the black leather wallet to the tip of his nose, covering half of his face.

After Jiang Qiaoer returned to An Jiu's residence, she packed her luggage and pasted a note on the door of An Jiu's bedroom.

[I'm moving away. If you covet my people, I won't forgive you!]

Jiang Qiaoer put down her marker pen and patted her hands in satisfaction. She pulled the luggage she had dragged along with him and went towards the house that she had rented at the banquet.

With this writing, he did not believe that An Jiu still had any ideas on Gong Yuchen! Really, you don't even know whose man it is!

When An Jiu returned, no one came out after hearing the lock. An Jiu stayed outside the door for a while and smoked a large portion of the cigarette pack. Only then did he throw all the fresh vegetables he had into the trash can, turned around, and opened the door and went in.

On the note pasted on the bedroom, Jiang Qiaoer's words were written like that of a proper primary school student. An Jiu lifted his hand and tore off the note, rubbing it in his palm.

He slid down the door and sat in silence for a while before opening the note again. He carefully laid it on his palm, as if he was holding onto his most precious thing.

Someone who covets her?

Could it be that the little woman had already sensed his thoughts that night?

An Jiu smiled bitterly. He silently asked himself, should he be glad that he had at least let her know his intentions?

But, the person Jiang Qiaoer was referring to, was Gong Yuchen. However, An Jiu mistakenly thought that Jiang Qiaoer was talking about himself.

When Jiang Qiaoer arrived at the room that Yan Hui had rented, the two of them quickly tidied up the room. After finishing their work, it was already past eight in the evening.

Jiang Qiaoer laid on the sofa, tired, she stretched out her legs and lifted Yan Hui up: "Hey, are you hungry? Should I give you a chance to treat me to a meal? "

"No." Yan Hui rolled his eyes at Jiang Qiaoer and moved her feet. He completely ignored Jiang Qiaoer.

"Alright, since you paid the rent, I'll treat you to a meal!"

Jiang Qiaoer propped herself up.

When the two of them went out, they found a pretty good buffet in the city center, and before the two of them even sat down, the citizens, who were going back and forth to eat, vaguely pointed at Jiang Qiaoer and started to discuss.

Jiang Qiaoer looked at Yan Hui blankly, then turned her head and asked blankly: "Do I have something on me?"

"No!" Yan Hui also discovered that something was not right. He examined Jiang Qiaoer from head to toe, and did not find anything that was inappropriate. Maybe they were just curious about who could actually come out to eat and help themselves with such a big handsome guy! "

"Oh!"

Jiang Qiaoer looked contemptuously at Yan Hui, who was standing opposite him, and answered indifferently. She then rolled her eyes and went to grab something to eat.

That kind of person was simply amazing!

After the two of them finished dinner, Jiang Qiaoer drank some beer and felt a little dizzy. She didn't have much tolerance for alcohol, but tonight, she felt that the beer was too damn delicious!

Gong Yuchen! [We agreed to be each other's angels. What the f * ck are you doing flying by yourself!]

Jiang Qiaoer leaned on Yan Hui's shoulder and pouted his crimson red lips in an aggrieved manner, his pitch-black pupils shining brightly.

"Mrs. Gong, please go home!"

Just as Jiang Qiaoer was about to curse, a voice came out from behind.

What the hell?!

Jiang Qiaoer turned her head in shock. Behind him, there were two people holding onto a banner, with the words "Please go home" written on it.

F * ck me! What kind of a tempo was this!

Before Jiang Qiaoer could regain her senses, the boy in front of him who looked like a university student with the megaphone had already started to raise it, and was shouting towards the crowd behind him.

"Mrs. Gong, please go home!"

The person holding the loudspeaker said, and the person behind him also read the same line, and the number of people in the crowd from the very beginning to the very beginning, slowly increased to tens, or even to over a hundred people.

Jiang Qiaoer looked at the scene in front of him in a daze and swallowed her saliva in shock.

Why did she feel as if she was being forced into a palace?

Right now, shouldn't she boldly say that the city was filled with people and everyone was dead?

"Hey, what happened to them?"

Jiang Qiaoer shook his head, shaking off the unreliable thoughts in her mind, and then turned his head mechanically, and asked Yan Hui who was beside him with a stupefied expression.

"What's going on?"

Yan Hui shook his head, his hands stretching out helplessly as he shrugged.

At this time, on the huge screen in City A Square, An Jiu's face had appeared on the big screen. It was unknown if it was because of the light, but his face looked somewhat paler.

"Shengya declaration: The wife of the Shengya's CEO ran away from home yesterday, and has not returned yet. The Gong Family, in the name of the Shengya, instigates this revelation. If someone can invite Mrs. Gong back, Shengya will use his or her shares in exchange. "

F * ck me!

Such fanfare! Where should he put his old face!

Jiang Qiaoer looked at the scene in front of him gloomily, and started to understand why these people were secretly pointing fingers at him, and why they had made such a big scene!

Love is for that 1% share, those people still don't have any prospects. Just that small share, is it worth it for so many people to torment them?

Seeing Jiang Qiaoer looking at the person in front of him with disdain, Yan Hui awkwardly lifted his hand and touched the tip of his nose: My Mrs. Gong, do you know what 1% of the shares means?

"What can it mean?!" Jiang Qiaoer curled her lips, it was just a matter of money!

"It means that within five years, another millionaire will appear in A City!" Yan Hui immediately followed up with Jiang Qiaoer's words, and said indifferently.

How many?

A millionaire?! F * ck me!

Is Gong Yuchen stupid! Give me too much money! Was her one million yuan given to these people just like that?