Lu Qichen's eyes narrowed: "Jiang Muye, since you don't love Xiaoxiao, let go of her like a man." ”

"It's not up to you to decide whether I'm a man or not!"

Jiang Muye snorted coldly: "Don't try to ruin my marriage, otherwise I will let you know the consequences of doing this!" ”

"Jiang Muye, I'm afraid it's not up to you to decide Jinghai!"

"It doesn't matter if Jinghai is up to me, it's enough for me to have the final say on your Lu's stock price!" Jiang Muye hung up the phone decisively.

"Why did you call Lu Qichen?" He asked, his voice cold.

An Xiaoxiao glanced at him: "He called me!" ”

"Why did you call you so late?"

"I don't know!"

"Because the matter is reported by the media under his Lu family!" Jiang Muye raised his eyebrows: "Do you understand?" ”

An Xiaoxiao looked at him like a fool: "What do you mean I should blame him for being nosy?" Mr. Jiang, please use your brains, okay? No wind, no waves, you know? ”

Jiang Muye looked at her fixedly: "Don't get too close to him." ”

An Xiaoxiao's angry eyes glared at him: "Are you a wicked person suing first?" I have a normal friend relationship with him, unlike you, who has pictures and truths! ”

Jiang Muye found out for the first time that An Xiaoxiao was quite able to speak.

"Friends?" He raised his eyebrows: "Don't think I don't know about his proposal to you!" ”

"How do you know?" An Xiaoxiao snorted: "So what? I didn't say yes either! ”

"You dare to say yes!" Jiang Muye's deep eyes flashed fiercely.

An Xiaoxiao got up from the ground, stood in front of Jiang Muye, and said righteously: "It's not that I don't dare, I just respect the marriage between us, unlike you!" ”

She sighed deeply: "I'm tired, you go, don't bother me!" ”

Throughout Jiang Muye's thirty-one years of life, how could he have been so harshly spoken by others?

The anger surging in his heart overflowed through a pair of black eyes, and he grabbed An Xiaoxiao's arm with a little force, and she instantly fell into his arms, listening to his deep and powerful voice.

"An Xiaoxiao, don't you just rely on me to indulge you? Well? ”

His handsome face was right in front of him, his deep eyes were shining, his thin lips were pursed, and he was in the confusion that had bewitched An Xiaoxiao before, and at this moment, it was obvious that what he said just now shocked An Xiaoxiao even more.

Pamper? Did he misunderstand the word?

"Don't even think about divorce!" Looking at her aggrieved and resolute porcelain white face, Jiang Muye said in a low voice: "The entertainment reports are all nonsense!" ”

An Xiaoxiao pursed her lips, and under the gaze of his deep dark eyes, her mood gradually calmed down, and she could recall the entertainment reports with conclusive evidence......

"Mr. Jiang, if you lie, you will be struck by lightning."

Jiang Muye: "I never lie...... I don't want to explain this a second time, but tomorrow my parents will come back and follow me back to the mansion. ”

An Xiaoxiao looked at him with a pair of frosty eyes and lowered her head slightly: "Oh! Got it! ”

She sullenly said, thinking that he really cared so she bothered to coax, but it turned out that there was another reason.

His warm palm was still resting on her slender waist, and An Xiao frowned and struggled to get up from his lap.

"You can go, right? I'm going to sleep. ”

Jiang Muye looked at her fixedly for a moment, then turned his wheelchair in a different direction and quickly disappeared at the door.

An Xiaoxiao sighed deeply and sat back on the edge of the bed, and after thinking for a while, she took out her mobile phone and planned to read the entertainment report, but found that all the relevant news had disappeared.

Heh, it's pretty fast!

Although there is no clearer stone hammer, Jiang Muye, the number one person, if he didn't nod his head and agree, who would dare to report his lace!

What a mess!

An Xiaoxiao was lying on the bed, her mind full of thoughts and disorganized.

Could it be that Feng Fangfei was forced to get married?

(.=)

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