In a glittering metropolis, in a small rented apartment.

There were two people sitting on the sofa, and the bright snow-white light could not illuminate the sadness on their faces.

"Director Wang is also in the soup here, and now there are not many contacts that can be used." Xiao Zhang looked at Jiang Hannian worriedly.

"Well, I know, it's all my fault, it's me who has failed the opportunities you have exchanged for your connections again and again......" Jiang Hannian's voice blamed himself and suffered, and he sat on the sofa with his head down, his hands unconsciously pulling at his short hair, which was rubbed messily.

"Well, don't blame yourself, let's think of something else." Xiao Zhang patted Jiang Hannian's back soothingly.

"There are so many ways! It's all to blame for Wen Fanhua! Jiang Hannian gritted his teeth when he thought of this name.

With one hand clenched into a fist, he slammed it the sofa beside him, as if he thought the sofa was someone who had ruined all his plans!

"If it really doesn't work, it's better to ask Xiao Jin again." Xiao Zhang gave this suggestion.

Hearing this, Jiang Hannian was silent for a while.

The humiliation and pointing glances in the hotel are still fresh in my mind.

He really, didn't want to go through it again.

Retracting his hand on the sofa, Jiang Hannian pulled his hair fiercely, trying to pull it off his scalp, but he didn't feel any pain at all.

Then, he clasped his head in his hands and buried it deep in his knees, hiding the pain and helplessness.

The doorbell rang suddenly and sharply.

Seeing that Jiang Hannian was immersed in his thoughts, Xiao Zhang stood up and went to open the door.

"You are?" Xiao Zhang only felt that this face was a little familiar, but he didn't remember who it was for a while.

Seeing an unfamiliar face that did not belong to Jiang Hannian, Fanhua looked in, "I'm looking for Jiang Hannian." ”

"Oh, I'm his assistant—" Before Zhang could finish his sentence, he was dragged by the shoulder.

With a pull and a push, he was already outside the door when he reacted.

Fanhua has already seen the figure sitting on the sofa, so what kind of assistant, you can get out!

She pulled the door, snapped, and shut.

Xiao Zhang, who was about to step in outside the door, was hit in the face by the door that was closed vigorously.

In pain, he covered his nose and tentacles, which were viscous red liquids.

The huge movement had already alarmed Jiang Hannian, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Wen Fanhua striding towards him.

After a second of surprise, his face turned cold.

Standing up, his art-like fingers pointed to the door, and mercilessly evicted the customer, "You are not welcome in my family, go out, don't send it!" ”

On Jiang Hannianjun's face, the lines were tense and almost a straight line, the indifferent arc was repulsive, and he stared at the flowers with angry eyes, showing a clear attitude of resistance.

As if she hadn't seen it, Fanhua strode forward and sat on the sofa opposite Jiang Hannian.

His legs were folded under the loose trousers, and his dark eyes were cool and refreshing, which became deep and heavy at this moment, locking him: "I need to talk to you." ”

"Me and you, there's nothing to talk about, you go!" Jiang Hannian was uncompromising, extremely angry, and the blue tendons on his forehead seemed to have a tendency to flare.

His final upbringing made him make a gesture of please, pointing in the direction of the door.

It seems that there is no way to talk about it!

Blossom stood up and walked straight to Jiang Hannian.

Jiang Hannian's pupils shrank, and his shallow lips were as pale as paper, and he pursed them tightly.

At a distance of three steps from Jiang Hannian, the flowers stand and stop.

Her red lips lightly opened:

"Sleep with me, the conditions are as you like."