Jiang Jing left the Bone Hall with Wen Lan in his arms.

Wen Lan saw that the direction of the car was Bluewater Bay, and said busily, "Please send me to TT."

Because she didn't want Jiang Jingci to appear in her residence.

"The third uncle's suggestion is to stay in bed these days." Jiang Jingci was still driving in the original direction.

"Two studios opened today, and Zhou Qiao couldn't be busy alone." Her explanation pales.

Jiang Jingci still turned around at the intersection in front.

"I heard you call Doctor Jiang, 'Third uncle, you are all surnamed Jiang, are you from your own family?' She was speechless, breaking the suffocating silence in the car.

"This family." Jiang Jingci replied lukewarmly.

The two fell silent again, and Wen Lan simply chose to shut up.

The car was parked in the parking lot, and Wen Lan wanted to hold on to the wall alone to return to TT, but Jiang Jing refused to follow and bent one arm over.

"If you want me to go back to the Wen family with you at night, don't be hypocritical now."

Wen Lan had no choice but to enter the elevator room with his support.

TT has been connected to the flower shop and coffee shop next door, and the two studios are connected to the original showroom and have their own façade.

Wen Lan and Jiang Jingci came out of the parking lot and saw people coming and going in the three stores, which was very lively, and the shopping guide was so busy that they couldn't wait to split into two.

Zhou Qiao just came back from the airport, and when he saw the two of them being "intimate", he smiled and quipped, "The relationship between the two is developing rapidly!"

"Don't talk nonsense! I broke my foot, and Mr. Jiang sent me here." Wen Lan quickly let go of Jiang Jingci and held on to the display cabinet on the side.

Zhou Qiao hurriedly hugged Wen Lan, his eyes fell on her feet, and he sighed and asked, "Isn't it okay when the press conference ends?"

"Come out and die." Wen Lan didn't say anything about being chased by two reporters.

"It's all like this, what kind of class are you going to! Let Lao Jiang send you back to have a good rest." Zhou Qiao said and looked at Jiang Jingci on the side.

Jiang Jingci changed the dullness in the car just now, and smiled at the corner of his lips, "I said the same too, but your good employee Miss Wen was afraid that you would not be able to keep busy, so she endured the pain and had to come to help. Raise your salary, Mr. Zhou?"

"Raise your salary! A must!" Zhou Qiao smiled and changed the conversation, "Lao Jiang, I received your flower basket in the morning, thank you, I'll treat you when I'm done with these two days!"

"You're welcome." Jiang Jingci's voice was gentle, he deliberately glanced at his watch, and said to Wen Lan, "Mr. Zhou has allowed you to rest in the afternoon, so I'll send you back to Bluewater Bay, right?"

"I still have two more blueprints to change, so I'll leave when I'm done. I'm really troublesome Mr. Jiang today." Wen Lan wanted to give an eviction order several times, but he still didn't say it.

Jiang Jingci smiled lightly: "Two design drawings, you can't be busy for long. I happen to be fine, just waiting for you in the reception room on the first floor."

Thinking that she would have to ask Jiang Jingci to accompany her back to Wen's house at night, she stubbornly said "um".

Wen Lan returned to his workstation with the support of Zhou Qiao and turned on the computer absentmindedly.

Zhou Qiao stretched out his hand to turn off the computer, and scolded in a low voice: "Let Lao Jiang sit alone in the lounge, won't your conscience hurt?"

"I'm annoyed." Wen Lan pressed the swollen bag on his forehead that was still painful and raised his eyebrows.

"Let me see, what's going on on my head?" Zhou Qiao said that he had already brushed the hair on her forehead, and snorted distressedly, "You are too old today!" My mother knows a divine calculation, and it is okay to see marriage and love, and I will take you to divination when I have time."

"There's no need to find a god, you still have to think of a way, hurry up and help me get Jiang Jingci away." She was full of melancholy.

"Lao Jiang is now not only a good friend, but also the first batch of gold customers of TT Men's Haute Couture Studio, and I will help you be a villain when my brain is in water!" Zhou Qiao patted her on the shoulder, "Just stay at the workstation for half an hour, don't chill Lao Jiang's sincerity to you."

After Zhou Qiao left, Wen Lan was confused and turned on the computer again.

Her gaze seemed to be on the computer screen, but in fact it had drifted far away.

There were a bunch of blueprints in the computer folder that needed to be revised, and she couldn't get any interest.

An unhurried knock on the door pulled her back to reality.

"Enter." As soon as she finished speaking, Jiang Jingci pushed the door in.

After a brief moment of stunnedness, she squeezed out a decent smile, "Just sit Mr. Jiang."

"Didn't you change your name a long time ago, 'Lao Jiang, and you have been separated from me again in the past two days?" Jiang Jingci closed the door and sat on the chair at the door.

Wen Lan didn't know how to pick it up, so she simply shushed the cold and asked for warmth, "There is a water dispenser in the room, if you are thirsty, you can get water yourself."

"It suddenly occurred to me that we hadn't had lunch yet." Jiang Jingci looked at her slowly, "If you want to eat, I can go outside and buy it for you."

Wen Lan was preoccupied, he didn't have any appetite, and his stomach would pantothenic acid from time to time, and he shook his head stupidly, "I don't want to eat yet." Whatever you want to eat, I'll order takeout for you, and I'll treat you to lunch today."

"Then you're welcome." Jiang Jingci opened his mobile phone and flipped it up, "I usually eat very simply, just help me order a boxed lunch."

Wen Lan knew that Jiang Jingci didn't want to leave, and he didn't want to trouble her, so when he ordered a boxed lunch, he added a portion of braised pork and vegetarian fried meat for him.

"Aren't you going back to rest?" Jiang Jingci picked up a fashion magazine and looked at it casually.

"I went out yesterday, and there is too much backlog, and if I don't deal with it, I will be in default." She found a high-sounding reason for herself.

"You've been quite busy lately." Xie Yansheng's voice was clear, and he deliberately asked, "Where did you go yesterday, did you go to Beijing?"

"It's not." She refused, but she didn't say "Port City".

Because no matter which one hears it, it will connect Gangcheng and Shen Yi.

"In a bad mood these days, I went to the suburbs to collect style, and I almost missed today's press conference." She explained in a nutshell.

As everyone knows, Jiang Jingci watched her walk into the boarding gate to "Port City" with her own eyes.

As long as she can show a little sincerity, Jiang Jingci will not have the anger and decadence of being deceived like now.

"What are the fun places in the suburbs, do you recommend them?" This Saturday, I'm going to take Jiang Guan around." Although Jiang Jingci was very heartbroken at this time, he still controlled his emotions very well.

Wen Lan looked embarrassed and stunned, and said, "People's likes can't be empathetic. What I like, you don't really like."

"It's not too bad to get into your eyes. Even if I don't like it, I'd like to try to see it." Jiang Jingci's words are full of persistence.

If it weren't for the need for Jiang Jingci to accompany her back to Wen's house, she would have issued an eviction order a long time ago!

Fortunately, the knock on the door of the takeaway brother rescued Wen Lan from the embarrassment.

Jiang Jingci was not pretentious, opened the lunch box, picked up the chopsticks and ate unhurriedly.

Wen Lan sat at the computer desk with his back to him, unable to concentrate on his work at all.

The aroma of braised pork came, and Wen Lan's stomach suddenly turned over, covering his mouth and retching!

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