"Why is everyone involved with him? Let me tell you, I've told the palace minister to stop pestering you! ”

Yan Hui waved his hand impatiently at Jiang Qiao'er. Then he beckoned to the beautiful woman who was making kung fu tea, and asked the family to come to him.

"What the hell?! You actually let that guy from the palace minister abandon me! Hey, you're still not human! I provoked you with you, and you made my man abandon me! ”

Jiang Qiao'er began to explode as soon as he heard it! Shouting at Yan Hui.

"Quiet and quiet. Don't bother the beauties to make tea, you have to learn like others. ”

Yan Hui looked at the beautiful woman beside him who was making tea with a gentlemanly smile, and his elegant smile made him look particularly kind.

When you see a beautiful woman, you will make waves!

Jiang Qiao'er rewarded Yan Hui with a big white eye in her heart. No wonder the palace ministers didn't come to find him, did he really want to leave the palace family and leave him this time?

"I didn't kill you, you have to thank me!"

Jiang Qiao'er got up, kicked Yan Hui, who was sitting cross-legged, and turned to leave.

Out of the teahouse on the side of the street, Jiang Qiaoer walked forward for a while, stood in the sun, raised his hand to brush the hair blocking in front of him, brushed it from the top of his head to the back of his head, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Damn Yan Hui! I let myself be abandoned like this!

That dead man! When did you learn to listen to others! Isn't it always amazing! Why did others say that he should not be entangled, just let go of this obediently!

"I don't even know how to come to the old lady!"

Jiang Qiao's ear pouted and muttered softly.

The sun is good today, and the sun is warm on the body. Jiang Qiaoer was wearing a pullover sweater with Korean style, a lotus pink hip skirt underneath, and pointy stiletto heels. Carrying a red bag and a metallic nude zipper in his hand.

's cute face, coupled with the street photography style outfit, attracts the attention of the people around from time to time, and even some people with cameras come up to talk to Jiang Qiao'er, wanting to ask her to take a few photos.

Just sent away a young man who was a photographer who wanted to take pictures, Jiang Qiao'er heard a male voice behind him, and he called out a little breathlessly: "Qiao'er!" ”

Jiang Qiao'er turned her head in confusion and saw Song Wenwen standing behind her from a distance.

Seeing him, Jiang Qiaoer turned around and prepared to leave.

"Don't go!"

Song Wenwen ran a few steps in concealment, caught up with Jiang Qiao'er, and grabbed her wrist.

"I'm not here to pester you!" Song Wenwen took another step closer. Although the distance made Jiang Qiao'er a little uncomfortable, Song Wenwen really didn't make any excessive movements.

Jiang Qiao'er pondered in her heart, if she came hard, she would definitely not be able to withstand Song Wenwen. It's better to follow him first, don't mess with him!

"What's the matter, you say!"

Jiang Qiao'er took a deep breath, and told herself in her heart not to be like this kind of scumbag, and to endure it again.

"How have you been? I heard that you came out of the palace house? Does Lin Shuxin know about this? ”

Song Wenwen looked at Jiang Qiao'er with a concerned expression. The bloated body turned its head slightly, and from behind, it looked as if two people were kissing.

"I'm doing well. Don't worry about it. ”

Jiang Qiao'er pulled her wrist out of his hand and glanced at Song Wenwen with disdain.

"That's good. I was sorry for you for many things before, and if the affairs of my uncle and aunt are useful to me in the future, you don't have to be polite, just come to me. ”

Song Wenwen continued, the earnestness in his tone made Jiang Qiaoer suspect for a moment that this scumbag had been dropped!

"Do you have anything else? If not, I'll leave first. ”

Jiang Qiao's ear nodded absentmindedly, not taking what he said to heart at all.

"Forehead ......"

Song Wenwen glanced back at him with some embarrassment, and suddenly turned his head and grinned at Jiang Qiao'er:

"No, no, if you have something to do, go and get busy, remember that you can come to me if you have trouble."

Before Song Wen finished speaking, Jiang Qiaoer took her bag and turned to leave. Song Wen's disgusting voice came from behind him, and Jiang Qiao'er couldn't help but speed up his steps.

It's unlucky!

I met that scumbag when I went out!

Jiang Qiao'er complained in her heart, while silently pondering the difference between Song Wenwen today. Today, he didn't embarrass himself, and the words he said really made her not believe that those words came from the mouth of that scumbag!

Why has the people around me become strange one by one since yesterday?

After Jiang Qiao'er left, a woman appeared behind Song Wenwen, followed by a man with a masked face carrying a camera.

"How? May I? Seeing the woman coming out of the corner of the street, Song Wenwen hurriedly went up and asked.

"It's fine. Wait for the payout! The young master you want will not treat you badly! ”

Zi Ran glanced at Song Wenshu contemptuously, turned to the person behind him and said, "Go back and process the photo, if you notice it at all, you and him will die." ”

After speaking, he raised his hand and pulled the zipper of the black wallet, pulled it straight to the tip of his nose, and covered half of his face.

After Jiang Qiaoer returned to An Jiu's residence, she simply packed her luggage and pasted a note on the door of An Jiu's bedroom.

[I moved away, if you covet me, I won't forgive you!] 】

Jiang Qiaoer put down the marker, clapped her hands with satisfaction, pulled the suitcase she dragged when she came, and went to the house that she rented as mentioned at the banquet.

Writing like this, I still don't believe that An Jiu's idea of beating the palace ministers! Really, don't look at whose man it is!

When An Jiu came back, the door was locked and no one came out, An Jiu leaned outside the door for a while, smoked most of the pack of cigarettes, and then straddled and threw all the fresh vegetables he bought into the trash, turned around and opened the door and went in.

The note posted on the bedroom, Jiang Qiao'er's font is as regular as a primary school student. An Jiu raised his hand and tore off the note and rubbed it in the palm of his hand.

The whole person slid down the door, sat on the ground and was silent for a long time, before he opened the note again, and carefully laid it flat in the palm of his hand, as if he had his most precious thing lying in his hand.

The one who covets her?

Could it be that the little woman had already sensed her mind that night?

A wry smile overflowed from the corners of An Jiu's mouth. Silently asked myself in my heart, should I be glad to at least let her know her mind?

However, when Jiang Qiao'er said that her person was referring to the palace ministers. An Jiu mistakenly thought that Jiang Qiao'er was talking about herself.

Jiang Qiao'er arrived at Yan Hui's rented room, and Yan Hui and the two of them quickly cleaned up the room, and it was already more than eight o'clock in the evening after they were busy.

Jiang Qiaoer was so tired that she lay down on the sofa, stretched her legs and lifted Yan Hui: "Hey, are you hungry?" Would you like to give you a chance to invite me to dinner? ”

"Don't." Yan Hui glanced at Jiang Qiao's ears and moved his feet. Completely ignore Jiang Qiao'er.

"Okay, for the sake of you paying the rent, I'll treat you to a meal!"

Jiang Qiao'er propped herself up and sat up.

The two of them went out, and found a buffet that looked good in the city center, and the two of them didn't sit down when they went in, and the citizens who ate back and forth pointed at Jiang Qiaoer and didn't know what they were discussing?

Jiang Qiao'er looked at Yan Hui blankly, turned his head and asked blankly, "Do I have something on me?" ”

"Nope!" Yan Hui also noticed that something was wrong, and looked Jiang Qiao'er up and down, but did not find anything inappropriate. "Maybe they're just curious about who can go out to eat buffet with such a big handsome guy!"

"Oh!"

Jiang Qiao'er glanced at Yan Hui opposite with disdain, agreed lightly, and went to get something to eat with white eyes.

That kind of person is simply that!

After the two of them finished eating, Jiang Qiaoer drank some beer, and her little head was a little dizzy. She didn't drink much at all, but tonight she thought the beer was so damn good!

Imperial Palace! Say yes to be each other's angels, what's the matter if you fly alone!

Jiang Qiao's mouth was leaning on Yan Hui's shoulder, her crimson little face, her small mouth pouted aggrievedly, and her dark pupils were shining.

"Mrs. Gong, please go home!"

Just as Jiang Qiao'er was about to open his mouth to scold, a chorus of shouts suddenly came from behind him.

What the heck?!

Jiang Qiaoer turned her head in surprise, and the two people behind her held a banner with the words "Please go home" written on it.

I'll go! What a rhythm of this!

Before Jiang Qiao'er came back to his senses, the boy who looked like a college student holding a bullhorn standing in front of him had already begun to hold the horn and shout at the crowd behind him.

"Mrs. Gong, please go home!"

The person holding the horn said a sentence, and the person behind him read a sentence, and the crowd slowly grew from a dozen people at the beginning to dozens or even hundreds.

Jiang Qiao'er looked at the battle in front of him blankly, and swallowed in surprise.

How could she have a feeling of being forced into the palace.

Now shouldn't she say heroically, the city is in the people, and the city is dead.

"Hey, what's wrong with them?"

Jiang Qiao'er shook her little head, shook off the unreliable thoughts in her heart, turned her head mechanically, and asked Yan Hui beside her with a confused expression.

"What's going on?"

Yan Hui shook his head, stretching out his hands and shrugging helplessly.

At this time, on the huge screen in City Square, An Jiu's face appeared on the big screen, I don't know if it was because of the light, his face looked a little whiter.

Sheng Ya declared: Sheng Ya's wife ran away from home yesterday and has not yet returned home, and the palace family launched a revelation in the name of Sheng Ya. If someone can ask Mrs. Gong to go home, Sheng Ya will return one percent of her shares. ”

No way!

Such fanfare! Where to put your old face!

Jiang Qiao'er looked at the battle in front of him depressedly, and began to understand why these people were quietly pointing at him, and why they were tossing such a big battle!

Feelings are for the one percent of equity, those people still have a little interest, just that little equity, it's worth so many people to toss so much!

Seeing Jiang Qiao'er looking at the person in front of him with a disgusted expression, Yan Hui raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose: "Hey, my wife Gong, do you know what that one percent equity means?" ”

"What can it mean!" Jiang Qiao'er pouted, isn't it just a matter of a few dollars!

"It means that within five years, there will be another millionaire in City A!" Yan Hui followed Jiang Qiao'er's words, and said that sentence without being salty or light.

Several?

Millionaire?! I'll go!

The palace ministers are not stupid! Too much money for yourself! Did her one million just give to these people in front of her?