It's hard to guarantee that this time, will it be someone else who wants to harm her.

It could be An Yun, or maybe her competitors were doing something on purpose.

Jiang Nuan didn't want his identity to be exposed so quickly, so he decided to put on makeup and dress up.

Forty minutes later, Wen Mujin took Jiang Nuan and rushed to "warm and fragrant".

In order not to be recognized, both men wore masks and sunglasses.

Their outfits today are also very different from their usual days.

Both of them were wearing hip-hop rock style clothes, and Jiang Nuan even wore a red wig.

Wen Mujin also wore a wig, but his wig was chestnut, which didn't look as exaggerated as the red wig on Jiang Nuan's head.

Outside the store, there was a large group of people, bustling, pulling banners to make trouble.

"Warm and fragrant" is very beautifully decorated, and the color of the wall paint outside is also personally blended by Jiang Nuan, and the combination of sea and sky blue and pink rice gives people a bright feeling.

There were seven or eight troublemakers.

Among them, there is a middle-aged man with a bucket of paint in his hand.

Jiang Nuan saw the paint in his hand, and his beautiful eyes instantly widened.

She frowned and said with a serious expression, "It's not good, the man has paint in his hand." ”

Before Wen Mujin on the side could reply, she hurriedly stepped forward.

"Call your boss out, my brother fell from the store, and now his life and death are uncertain, it's been an hour, where did your boss die?" A middle-aged man in a navy blue polo shirt shouted.

Beside him stood a tall, thin man in a black T-shirt.

The man looked to be in his twenties and carried a bucket of paint.

"If your boss doesn't come again, I'm going to splash paint, and if something happens to my uncle, don't even think about opening this broken shop!" The man in the black T-shirt shouted at the top of his voice.

Song Yunzheng took a few assistants to block in front of the troublemakers.

The troublemakers pushed and shouted at them.

The assistants are all white-collar workers who graduated from college, with thin arms and legs, where can they stop this group of rude troublemakers.

After a while, it was obvious that I couldn't resist it.

"Stop, I'm the owner of this shop, I'll see who dares to splash paint." Jiang Nuan rushed forward with an arrow step and blocked in front of Song Yunzheng.

The color of the wall is specially tuned, and it is not easy to paint it, and if a bucket of paint is spilled on it, it will be fine.

The surrounding onlookers were dumbfounded.

has always been a drama of heroes saving beauty.

Today's stage is actually a hero of the United States?

Jiang Nuan changed her dignified and gentle style on weekdays, and today she is taking the hip-hop route.

With red hair, he wears a blue short T on his upper body, and his pants are pink ripped jeans, and a thick silver chain pinned to his waist, so he doesn't look like he is easy to mess with.

Song Yunzheng looked at the woman standing in front of him, and he didn't react for a while.

Jiang Nuan was wearing a black mask on her face, and the bangs of the red wig were so long that they almost blocked her right eye.

Song Yunzheng couldn't see her face clearly at all.

He frowned, thinking earnestly.

This voice is so familiar, like I've heard it somewhere.

"You're the boss?" The man in the poLo shirt pursed his lips with suspicion in his eyes.

Can such a non-mainstream be the boss?

Not really!

The decoration taste of this store looks particularly elegant, and it is completely different from this non-mainstream route!

The eyes of the man in the poLo shirt looked at Jiang Nuan's body, still not believing that the red-haired woman in front of him was the boss.

Song Yunzheng narrowed his eyes and looked at Jiang Nuan carefully.

As a result, the next second, he saw a man who looked like his boss running quickly.

However, when he saw Wen Mujin's outfit clearly, Song Yunzheng was shocked.

Wen Mujin was wearing a pair of loose ripped jeans, looking like a child.

Song Yunzheng hadn't had time to greet him yet.

I saw Wen Mujin push away the troublemaker, wrap his long arms around, and domineeringly protect Jiang Nuan behind him.

"Everyone, I am a warm and fragrant boss, if you have anything, you can communicate with me." Wen Mujin said sharply.

Although his dress today is a little non-mainstream, the momentum of his speech can still make people see that this person is extraordinary in conversation, and he is by no means an ordinary person.

The man in the poLo shirt glanced at them, "You two, who is the boss?" ”

"I am." Jiang Nuan and Wen Mujin said in unison.

The man in the poLo shirt sneered: "You are the one who buried the love family? Husband and wife? ”

When Jiang Nuan heard the words "bury the love family", she immediately blushed a little, but fortunately her face was covered by a mask.

She didn't want to dress like this, and she was really ashamed in public.

Wen Mujin and Jiang Nuan glanced at each other.

The two have a tacit understanding, and neither of them intends to reply to the question just now.

"This gentleman, you are also here to solve the matter, we are just like you, in this case, we will go in and negotiate." Wen Mujin's expression was cold, and he spoke calmly.

The man in the poLo shirt raised an eyebrow, glanced towards the second floor of the café diagonally opposite, and then withdrew his gaze, "Okay." ”

A group of people followed the man in the poLo shirt in a mighty manner, ready to enter the store.

Wen Mujin didn't like so many people to follow in, so he stretched out his hand to stop them.

"Sir, we are here to negotiate, not to fight, what are you doing with so many people?" Wen Mujin said very politely.

The man in the poLo shirt turned to the brothers behind him and said, "You are waiting for me outside. ”

Then, the black man put down the paint bucket and followed him into the house.

Wen Mujin pulled Song Yunzheng aside and said a few words.

"Yun Zheng, you go to the hospital and pay the medical expenses in advance." Wen Mu Jindao.

Song Yunzheng looked at Wen Mujin with a worried face, "Mr. Wen, should I call a few bodyguards over?" ”

Wen Mujin raised his thin lips, "No, I have already called the police, and the police will be there soon." ”

Cafe on the second floor.

Lu Ziluo retracted his gaze and took a sip of coffee.

She said absentmindedly: "Sister Yunyun, could you be mistaken?" Is that non-mainstream really Jiang Nuan just now? ”

An Yun sat across from her, her white fingers pinching the spoon and stirring the Furui Bai in the cup.

"Don't you think her body shape is exactly the same as Jiang Nuan?"

Lu Ziluo bit her lip and frowned, "The body shape is quite similar, but she is dressed like her, it really doesn't look like her." ”

Although she doesn't meet Jiang Nuan much on weekdays, every time she sees Jiang Nuan, she dresses very decently.

Especially in the last few meetings, the clothes on her body are all limited editions of big brands.

Lu Ziluo was very disgusted with Jiang Nuan.

But I have to admit that Jiang Nuan's clothes are still online.

An Yun has a headache and supports her forehead, how else to say that Lu Ziluo is a pig teammate?

Jiang Nuan changed her body, and she didn't know Jiang Nuan.

What's the use of having this pig teammate?

She was already as obvious as she hinted at, but Lu Ziluo was still wondering if the non-mainstream was Jiang Nuan.

An Yun hates the feeling of being questioned.