After a few steps, Mo Ran's footsteps stopped, and he suddenly accelerated his pace, and even met a woman walking towards him, but he didn't notice it. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The woman took a look at Moran with an umbrella, and the tips of her eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to Moran: "What's wrong with this person, how can he walk and not look at the road?" ”

After finishing speaking, he walked away with an umbrella, and he didn't pay attention to the appearance of foam.

The woman walked directly to the tombstone of Old Man Sheng with an umbrella, and held the umbrella on top of Sheng Ji's head: "Why did you come out without an umbrella?" ”

Sheng Ji's brows furrowed, and he didn't seem to be used to being so close to others: "No." ”

As if she was accustomed to Sheng Ji's tone, the woman's face was a little helpless: "I'm really convinced of you." ”

This woman is Sheng Ji's original nurse named Zhang Shan, who has been taking care of Sheng Ji when he was critically ill, and Sheng Ji always looks at her distracted. Later, after Shangguan Lin's suggestion, Zhang Shan became his secretary and took care of his daily life.

Seeing the woman's expression, Sheng Ji couldn't help but look at it a few more times, and this action made Zhang Shan blush: "Is there anything on my face?" ”

"No, I just saw someone who looks a little like you." Especially the eyebrows. The rest of the words, Sheng Ji did not speak.

As soon as she heard this, Zhang Shan immediately became nervous: "Is it a long-haired one?" ”

Sheng Ji glanced at her lightly, making her feel a little inexplicable: "No, it's a short-haired woman." ”

Thinking of foam dyeing, Sheng Ji felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, although her short hair looked very capable, but she should be very beautiful with long hair. And her expression is too heavy, if she laughs, she must be more beautiful.

Thinking like this, Sheng Ji's mind suddenly appeared with a smile like a flower, and his heart suddenly throbbed, and even his breathing became short, how could he have a heart-beating feeling?

Hearing Sheng Ji's words, Zhang Shan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but looked at Sheng Ji in a daze there, took a few steps forward, and wanted to hold an umbrella for Sheng Ji: "What are you thinking, why are you outside the umbrella again." ”

However, he was subconsciously dodged by Sheng Ji, and when he came back to his senses, Sheng Ji looked at him, but there was no way, he really couldn't accept that others were so close to him.

Sensing Sheng Ji's movements, Zhang Shan's movements paused, pursed her lips and did not speak.

Although Zhang Shan and Mo Ran may be somewhat similar in appearance, their personalities are indeed very different, but even if their personalities are similar, what can they do?

As soon as the car door opened, Zhu Yan noticed that something was wrong with Mo Ran, and before he could speak, Mo Ran went directly to the back seat: "Drive to the mansion." ”

"Hmm." For the words of foam dyeing, the contempt can only be executed.

After arriving at the mansion and finding his room, Mozome locked himself directly in the room.

Leaning against the door, Mozen bit her lip and looked up at the ceiling and blinked her eyes, controlling the tears she wanted to shed, but her nails were tightly embedded in her palms.

Xiao Rong, who came over to report the situation, stood outside, looking at Zhu Jian who was standing with him, with a puzzled face: "What's wrong with Mo Ran?" ”

"Maybe I met someone I shouldn't have met." Zhu Wei sighed softly, knowing that he should have accompanied her, although it didn't have any effect.

Everyone has a secret that they can't tell others, Xiao Rong was silent for a while, and looked at the door: "Then let's talk about the next thing later." ”

As soon as the words fell, Mo Ran had already opened the door from inside and walked out, her face was as usual, if it weren't for the obvious traces in her palm, it seemed that the person who had just lost her temper was not her at all: "Let's talk about it now, these things can't be delayed." ”

Xiao Rong glanced at Zhu Yan, squeezed his eyes, and talked to Mo Ran about the next things that needed to be prepared: "There will be a birthday banquet for Old Man Zhang Guochang tonight, and many people will go back, so you'd better go too." ”

Mo Ran nodded, Grandpa Zhang took good care of himself at the beginning, and he should go by himself for his birthday: "Well, I know." ”

"By the way, when you go, you should choose the right gift, neither cliché nor too pompous, because now ......" Xiao Rong stopped halfway through speaking, and some words would be fine.

Speaking of which, Mo Ran really needed to think about it, and turned to look at Zhu Xuan: "Is the chess I asked for from Liu Lao last time?" ”

"Yes."

"Then send that set of chess, you should like it."

But Xiao Rong, who heard their conversation, pursed his mouth: "Chess, it won't be too cold, right?" Even if the change of office is about to change, you won't have a good time messing with Old Man Zhang. ”

"Thousands of miles to send goose feathers is light and affectionate." Mo Ran looked at Xiao Rong and smiled lightly at the corners of his mouth.

In this regard, Xiao Rong said that he didn't want to speak, but Zhu Xian, who was standing on the side, didn't think it was 'goose feathers'.

Sheng Ji and Zhang Shan walked in together, but the two of them were not side by side, and when they saw Zhang Guochang standing there holding Wen Hui in his arms, Sheng Ji immediately stepped forward to greet him: "Chairman." ”

"Sheng Ji, you kid finally remembered to come and see me." Zhang Guochang saw Sheng Ji coming over, walked over and gave him a hug full of manly taste, which was far more intimate than shaking hands.

Wen Hui, who was standing next to her, looked at Sheng Ji and was also full of distress: "Why are you thin again." ”

Hearing Wen Hui say this, Zhang Shan next to him opened his mouth: "Brother Sheng, he always doesn't eat on time, and he doesn't listen to what he says." ”

"Nonsense." Sheng Ji couldn't help frowning when she saw Zhang Shan interjecting, and seemed to be a little dissatisfied with her behavior.

Seeing Sheng Ji's expression, Zhang Shan pursed her lips and did not speak.

Seeing Zhang Shan's expression, Wen Hui couldn't help but sigh in her heart, no matter how this girl looks, she looks a little like the girl who dies, and she doesn't know where that girl is?

"Mrs. President, you entertain others first, and I'll go to Chaoyang to have a look." Sheng Ji saw that the people around him gradually increased, and he planned to go aside.

Zhang Guochang and Wen Hui nodded: "Go, go, you two haven't been together for a long time." ”

As soon as he walked over there, Zhang Chaoyang punched Sheng Ji in the shoulder and hugged him in his arms: "I'm about to become prime minister, and you have forgotten my old friend." ”

"It's not the prime minister, it's the prime minister's candidate." Sheng Ji slapped his hand away and patted the folds on his body.

Zhang Chaoyang didn't care at all: "Except for that old man, who is your opponent this time." ”

"There's another guy from City G."

"G City? Ouyang's family? ”

Sheng Ji stretched out his hand and brought a glass of wine from the side, but before he could drink it, Zhang Shan opened his mouth: "The doctor said that you had better not drink alcohol." ”

But Sheng Ji just glanced at her and didn't hesitate: "I don't know, the secrecy work over there is very good, and it should be inseparable from the Ouyang family." ”

Seeing Zhang Shan's embarrassed look, Luo Yun smiled: "It's okay to drink a little, their men are talking about politics here, let's go over and see the others." ”

"Okay." After finishing speaking, Zhang Shan glanced at Sheng Ji when she left.

Sensing Zhang Shan's appearance, Zhang Chaoyang pushed Sheng Ji with his arm: "What's wrong with you and her, didn't you spoil her before?" ”

"When did I spoil her, don't talk nonsense." Sheng Ji lowered his head and took a sip of wine, very resistant to his words.

At first, Zhang Chaoyang didn't care, but when he heard this, he really looked at her a few more times: "You can't be empathetic, right?" (To be continued.) )