Chapter 127: Have You Opened Your Mouth?

"Cheng Yuan, Jiang Qian is your former fiancΓ©e, should we go and do a favor?"

Bo Chengyuan didn't answer, his eyes fell on Jiang Qian.

Just as he was hesitating, Jiang Qian suddenly moved.

She slowly put away her umbrella, reached out and combed the broken hair that fell on her forehead, and there was an indifferent smile on her little face.

"Have you scolded enough?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they spoke one after another, "How can a person like you scold enough." ”

"That's it, Jiang Qian, you just owe scolding."

"Don't you know that your mouth is too weak to be struck by lightning?"

"You're the one who will be struck by lightning, you wicked woman."

Jiang Qian shrugged his shoulders, "Sister Yun, it's going to rain, let's go." ”

Rain?

Zhao Yun glanced at the sky, the sky was clear, how could it rain.

"You ......"

"Let's go."

Jiang Qian pulled Zhao Yun's clothes and walked into the nanny car in full view of everyone.

Almost as soon as he got into the car, a muffled thunder suddenly sounded, and the originally clear sky was instantly covered with dark clouds, and lightning shuttled through the clouds like a swimming dragon, and fell to the ground in an instant.

'Boom-'

"Damn, it's really thundering and raining, go quickly!"

"Has Jiang Qian's mouth been opened, this can be said!"

"We're not really going to be struck by lightning, this lightning is so scary, I'll go first!"

Through the car window, Zhao Yun looked at a group of people strung around, and her eyes were about to pop out.

Swallowing his saliva, he looked at Jiang Qian, "Should you really have your mouth open?"

"Nope." Jiang Qian replied calmly.

"You can say this, isn't this the light?"

"Sister Yun, you must not have read today's weather forecast, and said that it would rain and thunder."

She is not in the habit of reading the weather forecast.

Zhao Yunhu took out her mobile phone suspiciously, it was really.

"Sister Yun, I'm hungry, send me home, I want to have a big meal."

Bo Chengyuan and Ji Lin had already gone to the room under the leadership of the staff to hide from the rain, looking at the nanny car that was gradually moving away, Bo Chengyuan was thoughtful.

"It seems that even God can't stand it and wants to help Jiang Qian," Ji Lin shook his hair, "I heard that some time ago, a congratulatory artist committed suicide because of Internet violence, you said that Jiang Qian was hacked like this, will he choose to take this road one day?" ”

Suicide?

Bo Chengyuan frowned, and only replied after half a sound, "It has nothing to do with me." ”

It's really ruthless.

Jiang Qian is such a delicate beauty, wouldn't it be a pity to really commit suicide.

"If it weren't for Jiang Qian's mouth being too poisonous, I would really want to pursue her and try it."

Finally, Bo Chengyuan glanced at Ji Lin, "She doesn't look down on you." ”

"How is that possible?"

"Grandpa Jiang warned her not to be with you."

What?

Ji Lin's peach blossom eyes were full of suspicion, "Are you sure?" ”

"Maybe you can go to Jiang's house and ask in person."

Forget it, Jiang Qian's grandfather is simply an antique, even more brainless than Chengyuan's grandfather.

He had met him once, and he brought a female companion, but he was disgusted by the old man on the spot.

Jiang Qian likes to spend money when he is in a bad mood, and this hobby can't be changed for hundreds of years.

Zhao Yun looked at the luxury goods in the back seat of the car with large bags and small bags.

"Xiao Qian, what are you doing buying men's clothes, didn't you break off the marriage contract with Mr. Bo?"

"I like it, can I hang it at home and enjoy it?"

"Then what do you do with children's clothes for future children?"

"Donate to the orphanage."

Zhao Yun was completely speechless.

Sure enough, there is money and willfulness.

As soon as Jiang Qian was sent home, Jiang Qian received a phone call, which was from Bai Ask.