As far as I know, Wei Junan's status in the Liang family is not high, and there are even rumors that a few years ago, at a private banquet of the Liang family, he was splashed with wine by a member of the Liang family's main line. It is said that Wei Junan just smiled gently, and then after asking the head of the Liang family for instructions with a fuchsia wine, he calmly left the banquet.

When I saw this profile, I vaguely realized that this so-called gentle male No. 2 was not a thing in the pool, but I really didn't expect him to be a successful arms dealer.

And even if he was so humiliated, Wei Junan did not show his hole cards to the Liang family, let alone let his subordinates give a shuttle to those who humiliated him. I made a bold guess and thought that Wei Junan should be ready to do something big.

However, in the original world line, Wei Junan did not make any big things on the table, but in this world line, my arrival may cause some butterfly effects.

I couldn't help but think: no wonder Wei Junan wanted to push He Chengyun away, he was now like a little mermaid dancing on the tip of a knife - wait why did I think of this metaphor, forget it, that's not the point - as long as the slightest mistake will slide into the abyss in a different way.

Even if he doesn't slip into the abyss, if Wei Junan's opponents know that He Chengyun is the object of his affection, even if the He family has a big business, the probability of He Chengyun encountering danger will skyrocket.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but be moved by Wei Junan's sincere love for He Chengyun, and then decided to let He Chengyun stay away from Wei Junan.

Arms dealers or something, girls from good families like us, don't touch it. Huaguo is so big, I still don't believe that there are few young talents worthy of He Chengyun, not to mention that Xu Hanche may change his mind about her in the future, after all, everything is possible.

… Maybe it's possible.

When I woke up, it was already light. I looked at the time, eleven thirteen.

I told myself, "I can't go down like this again," and decided to make up the time and get up again at half past eleven.

Finally, when He Chengjun knocked on my door and told me that the time was 12:35 and that lunch was ready, I got up in a daze.

He Chengyun looked at me as he was washing, and complained: "I don't believe that you were a president in your last life, although I know that the president will not get up at seven in the morning, but you seem to be a little too depraved." ”

Me: "Harm, let me be honest with you, in fact, I was a female college student who was raised by the rich second generation in my last life, and after graduation, I lived in his house, went to bed at three o'clock, and got up at twelve o'clock. ”

He Chengyun: "......"

He Chengyun: "Okay, don't make trouble, quickly wash your face and go to eat." ”

I wrung out the towel and said to He Chengyun seriously: "You don't believe it? Do you see which president can cook? I'll tell you the truth, my cooking skills are all about pleasing my lord. ”

He Chengyun shook his head seriously: "You don't look like it." I've seen that before... Not... Fostered girls, you don't look like them. ”

I stretched: "Let's go and eat—what's not like it?" ”

He Chengyun: "I feel that you have a strong sense of principle, and you know very well what you want, and you feel that you have the ability to get what you want." But those girls who betray themselves either have no sense of principle, or their brains are not very clear, or they are forced to be helpless. ”

I laughed and said, "Then you're praising me." ”

As I went downstairs, I turned on my phone to see if there was any new information. The screen lit up, and a message came into my eyes, which was sent by Mrs. Xu.

Me: What should come will come.