The other side.

A rooftop rental house in the Imperial City.

Jiang Yanran cooked a bowl of noodles, looked at the man sleeping on the sofa, and said angrily:

"It's nine o'clock, you don't work or don't you want Sheng's? Don't go back yet? ”

Faced with the woman's dislike, Sheng Chen was not angry, but opened his deep and charming eyes:

"I want to lie down a little longer, I have your breath here."

Jiang Yanran: "...... Do you have a face? Didn't you ever say I was dirty, that I was cheap? My breath will only defile your noble soul, Fourth Master. ”

Sheng Chen was slightly stunned: "What did I say?" How come I don't remember? Don't try to set up a false accusation. ”

Jiang Yanran: "!! ”

Angry and anxious, he immediately sneered:

"Yes, of course you don't remember, how can you remember what hurt me? Now please get out of here. ”

She walked over and pulled him and tried to throw him out.

"Ahh However, the man grabbed her wrist and pulled her down, her petite figure pressed against his broad, solid chest.

Without giving her a chance to react, he kissed her on the mouth: "My wife is very fragrant, compared to you, I am dirty, I am cheap." ”

Jiang Yanran: "......"

Sheng Chen hugged her waist and said, "I'm sorry." How many times do you want me to say sorry before I forgive? Well? ”

The man's voice was extremely dull and magnetic.

Absolutely no one would have thought that a bloodthirsty and ruthless man would apologize to a woman so tenderly.

Jiang Yanran's heart was sour, and her eyes were full of mist:

"Do you think a word of sorry will make up for it? Do you think the broken cup can be restored? I ......"

"Yes, I can restore the broken cup." Sheng Chen interrupted her words, and Leng Jun's face was serious: "I'll prove it to you tonight." ”

Jiang Yanran: "......"

She thought that she was dead to him and had no feelings for him, but looking at such a brazen and stalker-like man, why did she relent? Still indulging in his arms?

"Ranran, don't mention our affairs for the time being, I want you to do me a favor." The man's serious voice rang out.

Jiang Yanran came back to her senses, immediately pushed him away, and sat up: "How can I help you?" I've always been dusty and cumbersome to you. ”

Sheng Chen: "......" Did he really say these things?

Why does this woman remember it so clearly?

Suppressing his emotions, he said, "Lan Xixi, you should still remember?" She is also curious about photography and video, recruit her to your company, and at the same time ask Bo Jiu where he offended her. ”

What the?

Jiang Yanran remembers Lan Xixi, she still likes her, but can she ask if Bo Zhan offended Lan Xixi on the night?

She sneered: "What? Does the Ninth Master like her? He has Lan Jiao, does he deserve to like her? ”

In her eyes, love is equal, and it is not Bo Zhan Ye who is noble and qualified to like Lan Xixi.

Sheng Chen: "......"

He suddenly felt that he had found the wrong person?

But thinking of Bo Jiu's physically and mentally exhausted posture for Lan Xixi, he, as a brother, couldn't stand idly by.

Bo Jiu didn't plan to get married, and planned an assassination at the wedding banquet, but Lan Xixi suddenly broke in to replace him, so he had no choice but to carry out the marriage.

Even, except for the night four years ago, he had never touched Lan Jiao. ”

How is that?

A loving couple in the eyes of outsiders, just acting?

Jiang Yanran was slightly stunned.

Sheng Chen said: "Bo Jiu is sincere to Lanxixi, and when I hear the news, I will fulfill your wish." ”

"Really?" Jiang Yanran was overjoyed, her wish was to let him go.

Sheng Chen hummed softly, pulled her down again and hugged her in his arms, and whispered in her ear:

"I will always respond to your requests."

The last word is extra heavy, and with his charming voice, it has a different meaning!

The word 'hard' popped up inexplicably in Jiang Yanran's mind, and her cheeks turned red:

"Bastard!"

"Only a jerk here with my wife."

"Who is your wife, we have already divorced!"

"Your name is still in my heart."

…… (Mo Nanxi: Ninth Master, are you good at learning from the fourth master's cheeky and flirting skills?) ）

……

Lan Xixi bought needlework at the supermarket.

As soon as she entered the construction site, she saw a man as noble as a god standing in front, even the messy construction site did not pull down his appearance and aura.

Her palms tightened slightly, and she walked around him.

"Lan Xixi, let's talk." The man's calm voice sounded, sounding, very serious.

Lan Xixi said: "We have nothing to talk about. ”

Then, just walk away, walk very fast, like running.

Bo Zhanye listened to the footsteps in the distance, his thin lips pursed, and his breath was cold.

"Ninth Master." Monansi ran over, holding a nail in his hand, and said with a smile:

"I punctured the tire of the car, Ninth Master, you will go back in a thin car in the afternoon."

Bo Zhan glanced at him at night: "When the pig's brain is still smart." ”

Monansi: "......"

Why do you have to be scolded for doing it right?

Woo~~ Blue thin mushroom ......

As soon as Lan Xixi returned to the office with his front foot, he walked in with a noble figure on his back foot, and sat on the desk with a condensed face, with a depressed face.

Who messed with him?

Who is that stinky face for?

Bo Xilang, who was sitting naked on the sofa reading documents, frowned: "Uncle Nine, what's wrong?" Not going back? ”

"The tire burst, let's go back in the afternoon." Bo Zhanye's face condensed:

"You are responsible for the construction site, should you have someone clean up sharp objects such as nails?"

The righteous rhetoric and the posture of serious accusation absolutely do not see the problem.

Outside the door, Mo Nanxi praised.

Jiu Ye not only has strong work ability, but also stronger acting skills!

Double-click 666......

Bo Xilang faced Bo Zhanye's serious and cold appearance, and he really couldn't tell whether it was true or for another reason.

He could only say: "What Uncle Nine said is very true, I will order it in a while." ”

"Xixi, please help me sew clothes as soon as possible."

"Okay." Lan Xixi sat down and picked up his clothes.

She had already asked the shopkeeper to help her thread the needle, and now she leaned lightly on her left hand and sewed with her right hand, which was not too difficult.

Bo Zhanye looked at her virtuous and well-behaved appearance, and for some reason he was angry:

"Do you want her to do something when you're hurt? Are you short of clothes or are our Bo family too poor?

Monansi, let someone send a hundred pieces of clothes to Bo Shao. ”

"Huh! Be! "Monansi is ready to do it.

"Wait." Bo Xilang stopped: "Uncle Jiu, I don't lack clothes, it's just that this dress is a gift from my mother on my birthday, Xixi happens to be able to sew, so I ......"

"Heh, I know that I feel sorry for my mother, but I don't know that I feel sorry for my girlfriend?" Bo Zhan Ye was sarcastic, and then said to Mo Nanxi:

"Mo Nanxi, since Bo Shao is so fancy, you sew it for him."

What the?

Sewing clothes?

Ninth Master, I won't!

Monansi instinctively wanted to wail, but the man's staring and serious gaze clearly said, 'You will!' He was so frightened that he didn't dare to deny it.

"Hmm...... I will...... I would ......."

He walked in and lamented in his heart: Why is it always me who is hurt......

Lan Xixi was completely confused, when did Bo Zhanye become so considerate?

And let Monan sew? Looking at Monansi's appearance, it won't!

Don't......

He didn't want her to sew clothes for Bo Xilang?