Jane's heart chilled, and her pale face instantly turned cold.

She did target Xia Mo, but everything was what she deserved.

The former lover in front of him put his hands in his pockets, looking at her with nothing but sarcasm and disgust in his eyes, Jian Luo wanted to laugh for a moment.

If Jiang Rancheng knew that she was Jian Luo, would he still use this attitude?

However, until she didn't get to Xia Mo's brother and sister, he would never know.

"What? Speechless? Jiang Rancheng said sarcastically: "Or do you yourself feel shameless?" ”

Jian Luo laughed in his heart: "What do I have to say, I am targeting Xia Mo, and I am targeting you, and I want to talk to you?"

"It's shameless." Jiang Rancheng's face was gloomy, and his tone was full of disdain, "I'll tell you Song Miao, Xia Mo is my person, and no one is allowed to be unkind to her, including you." ”

The three words of my person slammed into her head like a stuffy stick, and Jane subconsciously clenched the fist at her side.

"With Miss Xia's ability, who can be rude to her? Didn't Mr. Jiang first ask Xia Mo what he had done? ”

Jiang Rancheng squinted, and there was a little more curiosity in his indifferent eyes.

Her not-so-salty but meaningful sentence really piqued his interest.

"What do you mean by that?"

"What do you mean, Mr. Jiang has to ask Miss Xia well, don't even know who he married and go home in the end."

Jian Luo looked at the watch on his wrist, and it was not early.

At this point, she didn't want to entangle with him any more.

As everyone knows, when she heard Jiang Rancheng, her taste faintly changed.

His eyes darkened suddenly, Jiang Rancheng grabbed her wrist and leaned her body towards him.

Like the prelude to a storm, Jian Luo's face sank in an instant, and she took a deep breath, she tugged at her wrist hard, and the thunder could not move.

With an eyebrow raised, Jiang Rancheng joked, "What? Miss Song cares so much about me? Isn't that implying something? ”

Jian Luo was extremely disgusted with his behavior in his heart, she was now Jiang Funian's wife, but he could say this kind of thing as a matter of course.

With a sneer, she sneered back: "Mr. Jiang can't help but think too highly of himself?!"

"Heh, Miss Song, don't be like this? Didn't I just say that I need Miss Song for me a favor? As he spoke, the force in his hand increased a little, as if he was going to crush her.

"What if I refuse?" She stared at him with wide eyes.

The sharp manicure slashed a few cuts on his stout hand, and the smell of blood in the air hit him mercilessly.

With a hiss, Jiang Rancheng let go of her hand in pain, never imagined that she would make such a ruthless move.

He stared at her, his eyes filled with terrifying anger.

"Song Miao, are you looking for death?!"

Jian Luo glanced at him indifferently and turned to leave.

It has been a while since she came out, and if she continues to entangle with Jiang Rancheng, it is inevitable that something will happen.

But doesn't Jiang Rancheng think he's funny? first stopped her and humiliated her, and then made an unreasonable request for her to help.

Is she likely to help?

I don't know if he didn't use his brains or if he was just playing her like a monkey.

There was a slight pain from the scratches on his arm, and Jiang Ran was extremely angry.

Reaching out to button the cuffs of his shirt tightly, he gritted his teeth, and a touch of viciousness flashed in his eyes, bound to teach Jian Luo a lesson.

When he returned to the dining table, Jian Luo obviously felt two extremely revealing eyes, one from Jiang Fu Nian.

He looked at her, dark eyes uncertain.

The other came from Xia Mo, at this time, the woman looked at her as if she had done something unseemly.

Jian Luo could guess what she was thinking, and then she felt that a woman's jealousy and suspicion were very terrifying.

"Yo, it's been so long to go to the bathroom." Xia Mo smirked, looking at her eyes, they were actually full of warning.

Her question was very redundant, and Jian Luo just lowered her head and took a sip of tea, without saying much, Xia Mo could only look away unwillingly.

The thin lips pursed, Jiang Funian put his big hand around her shoulder, and also asked in her ear, "Go for so long?" ”

The burning breath sprayed on her neck, and there was a faint ambiguous feeling.

Jian Luo swallowed the tea in his mouth and was silent for a while, not knowing how to answer his question.

Jiang Fu Nian's eyes were cold, and he distanced himself from her a little.

"By the way, Fu Nian, where did we just go?"

Old Madam Jiang noticed the strange atmosphere between the two and said softly.

Jiang Funian looked at Mrs. Jiang, with a rare ease and smile in his eyes, and was about to speak, when Jiang Mo Nian suddenly interjected.

"Mom, we just talked about the birthday party of Yin's daughter."

There was a faint impatience in this tone, and the old lady Jiang frowned, and blamed: "I asked your brother, what kind of mouth do you have."

Jiang Mo Nian's face turned even pale, and his hand holding the teacup tightly couldn't help but tremble, obviously angry.

This meal, the more you eat, the more angry it becomes.

Mrs. Jiang hurriedly patted him on the back to calm him down.

At this moment, Jiang Rancheng came out of the bathroom, with some water stains on the hem of his shirt and several cyan marks on his right arm.

The first time Jian Luo saw it, he suddenly thought of something, and a smile on his face froze at the corner of his lips. Her subtle emotional changes were fully seen by Jiang Funian.

Jiang Rancheng walked over and sat down with a smile on his face, during which his eyes deliberately glanced at her.

Jian Luo secretly mocked Jiang Rancheng's cunning.

Several marks appeared out of thin air on his hands, and she was the most suspicious.

Although she originally did it, she didn't expect Jiang Rancheng to respond to her in this way.

"Ran Cheng, your hand ......" Xia Mo finally couldn't help but ask.

Jiang Rancheng was stunned at first, then reacted, and said with a meaningful smile: "You have to ask Miss Song about this." ”

Jian Luo scolded directly in his heart at the moment.

"Ask her?"

Xia Mo was stunned, and after reacting, she almost lost her image, and scolded loudly, "Song Miao, you-"

With a muffled bang, the chopsticks in Jiang Funian's hand fell heavily, his eyes swept Jiang Rancheng and Xia Mo coldly, and said with pity: "You should call her aunt."

When the sentence came out, the tea that Jian Luo wanted to drink was directly choked in his throat.

Suffocating and uncomfortable, she coughed vigorously, took the tissue handed by Mrs. Jiang and wiped her mouth.

In the past few hours, she doesn't know how much tea she has drunk

Jiang Funian glanced at her, leaned over and leaned into her ear and said, "Wait a minute, go back and clean you up." ”

Jian Luo wants to cry without tears, why are these people indistinguishable.

"Auntie?" Jiang Rancheng leaned back in his chair and looked at Jiang Fu Nian's eyes with a bit of provocation, "Yes, we should indeed change our words about Miss Song." ”