"Nobody, a friend." Jiang Yuliang came to her senses and pulled a somewhat perfunctory smile, the feeling in her heart at this time was indescribable.

The regressing neon outside the car window made the whole road look like a technological tunnel, and her mind unconsciously retreated, back to the time when she had cried, laughed, and owned him.

Jiang Yuliang at that time had just been admitted to this key university desperately, and before she had time to enjoy the joy of "victory", she started a new "journey" - on the day the freshman report, she saw Qin Yin shining in the sun.

At that time, she was just a good-looking freshman, and Qin Yin was already a popular school grass in the school. He plays basketball well and has long legs, the key is that he still studies medicine. Their school's medical school is one of the most difficult colleges in the country, and he is still so good-looking despite the aura of a scholar, you can imagine how popular he is.

Jiang Yuliang's family background is average, and she has known since she was a child that she must fight for what she wants. It's not that she can't see the gap between them, it's just that she didn't understand it at that time, and some gaps are destined to be unbridged. With her enthusiasm for Qin Yin, she did chase after the school grass as she wished.

She still remembers that on the afternoon when Qin Yin agreed to date her, the sun hit his angular face, and the faint halo lined his originally shallow smile, which was infinitely magnified in her heart, like a fist slamming into her chest, not painful, but numb.

"What do you think? Why is your face still red? Oh my God, you don't have a fever, do you? It will be turned on the day after tomorrow! Fang Xingran had been observing Jiang Yuliang, and she didn't believe what the girl said about "a friend" at all.

The sudden ringing of mobile phones filled the entire carriage.

Jiang Yuliang dodged Fang Xingran's outstretched hand and reminded loudly: "Sister Fang, the phone ...... You answer the phone first! ”

The space in the nanny's car is not small, Fang Xingran has been back for a long time and still hasn't been able to get his wish, so he can only withdraw his hand stupidly, and speak with a little emotion: "Hey? Don, we'll have half an hour to get there, you...... What?! ”

The abruptly raised voice startled Xiaoxiao, and then the next moment she instinctively took out her notepad and looked at Fang Xingran with a serious face.

Every time Sister Fang makes such a piercing scream, it must be related to Liangliang, and most of it is trouble. Over time, she developed such a reflex.

And Sister Fang didn't live up to Xiaoxiao, hung up the phone and began to babble in a cannibalistic tone: "The old lady has seen the wind and waves in this circle, but it's the first time I've seen such a shameless person!" ”

"What's wrong, giving birth to such an atmosphere? The anger hurts the body, the old age is fast, and the fire is suppressed. Jiang Yuliang was actually frightened, she was still immersed in Qin Yin's meaningful kiss, and when Sister Fang shouted like this, she was completely sober.

"You little conscienceless, who am I doing this for?" Fang Xingran glanced at Jiang Yuliang. Since Jiang Yuliang entered the industry at the age of nineteen, she has gradually brought a little-known little transparent to today's top line.

The relationship between her and Jiang Yuliang is no longer a simple agent and artist, more often Fang Xingran treats Jiang Yuliang as her own sister, and she cares about it.

Fang Xingran looked Jiang Yuliang up and down. The upper body is a black knitted sweater with a strong sense of design, and the lower body is a simple denim shorts, because of the rain, Jiang Yuliang also wore a pair of high-cut black leather boots. A pair of long white and straight legs were perfectly wrapped in it, and she couldn't help but look at her twice even if she was a woman.

Although this body is simple, it is better than Yan Hao and has a better figure. But Fang Xingran was still a little dissatisfied, and turned his head and instructed Xiaoxiao: "The evening dress that Liang Liang attended the dinner last time was in the car, right?" Hurry up and take it out and put it on for her. I have to do this hair too, I seem to be carrying the jewelry given by the brand last time, and ......"

Jiang Yuliang frowned, and pressed Fang Xingran, "Sister, what's wrong?" ”