However, overall, he was unilaterally dumped by ginger wine.

With her appearance and achievements, she can find a better man than him.

She doesn't look down on him, and it's understandable.

He understands all these truths.

Pursing his lips, he lowered his head and sent a WeChat message to Jiang Jiu.

[I won't let it go so easily.] 】

Ginger Wine had already returned home and was directing the nanny to take down the food in the carriage when she heard the ding-dong sound on her phone, and she glanced down.

Tut.

She felt a little tricky.

Wen Xili stood at the door with slippers, the morning sun was clear and beautiful, he was lazily wearing gray cotton home clothes, his black hair was messy, and his whole face was full of the laziness that he had just woken up, and he was frowning at the moment looking at the bunch of things that Jiang Jiu had bought, and said critically: "What are you doing when you buy a bunch of things that I don't eat?" ”

"......" is there still the consciousness of the adopted people?

Jiang Jiu glanced at him, "Why don't you go out and buy it yourself?" ”

"I don't have any money."

He was rightly arrogant.

Ginger wine found two bottles of Wang Zi from it and came out, "Go, send it to Xiao Ci." ”

After the man left, Jiang Jiu lowered his head, glanced at Zhuang Jiazhen's WeChat, and lightly swiped his snow-white fingertips on the screen - "delete contact" - "OK".

There is no need for misunderstandings, and it is better not to happen again.

Whether it's for Wen Xili or Zhuang Jiazhen, it's good.

deleted Zhuang Jiazhen, Jiang Jiu threw his phone on the sofa, and went into the restaurant to take a look at the father and son who were having breakfast.

Jiang Xiaoci put the Wangzi milk in front of her called Wen Xili, and when she saw her, she called her in a milky voice: "Mommy." ”

Jiang Jiu walked over with a smile and rubbed his little head, and his voice was soft: "After eating, Mommy will take you out to sketch." ”

Jiang Xiaoci bent his eyes and nodded.

Jiang Jiu looked at Wen Xili again.

He had finished eating, leaning on the dining chair like an uncle, with his legs crossed, biting the straw of Wangzai's milk in his mouth, and when he saw her coming, he glanced at her lazily.

- I don't have the grandeur of a wealthy son at all.

Too lazy to die.

Jiang Jiu rolled his eyes at Chaotian, and he didn't want to say anything about him, and walked out of the restaurant, intending to go to the study to look at the stocks.

Wen Xili leaned on the back of the chair, biting the straw, and inexplicably looked at the back of ginger wine leaving.

What's going on? How do you feel disgusted by her?

He was disgusted the day after he came back, and he will have it in the future?

*

In front of the computer, Jiang Jiu tied his head with a ball, wore a pair of black-framed glasses with a very low degree, and was seriously watching the stock market.

She bought a few stocks that she felt had good potential, and sold a few more notes, and when she filled in the number of words, suddenly the door was banged, and Jiang Jiu's hand slipped, and [100] was turned into [1000], and she accidentally pressed OK.

It was too late to withdraw, and thinking that she would lose more than 10 million again, Jiang Jiu was so angry that she almost had a heart attack, and opened the door to see who was making trouble when she was working, and the mobile phone screen almost hit the door of her head.

The man stood at the door, with a gloomy aura on his body, and Jiang Jiu looked at him, and he didn't have time to breathe, and looked at the phone screen.

That's WeChat's application page.

[Zhuang Jiazhen: Jiujiu, don't block me, I won't say those words in the future, don't be angry. 】

Ginger wine's little heart almost went into arrest.

She preemptively struck: "Wen Xili, how can you play with my phone without my permission?" ”