Fierce little loli: Husband gently teases

There was no one in the car, and there was a teahouse on the opposite side. An Xinran guessed that the owner of the car was on the opposite side, so she got out of the car and waited.

An Xinran rubbed her swollen head and didn't know when the owner of the car would come out, but this was her responsibility and she couldn't escape it.

An Xinran leaned against the car and squinted her eyes, she was really sleepy.

in the teahouse,
Licheng put the information obtained from the investigation in front of Jiang Jingcheng.

"Brother, the lady you asked me to investigate is the young mistress of the Fu family." Li Cheng's tone was not very good, he was complaining for the elder brother.

The woman that my eldest brother has missed for so many years is already married.

Jiang Jingcheng's face was expressionless, he flipped through the files and looked carefully one by one, it seemed to be in his files.

"Are you married?" Jiang Jingcheng asked nonsensically.

Li Cheng was slightly stunned, and quickly replied, "No."

"That's good." Jiang Jingcheng stretched his brows and eyes, revealing a faint smile.

It doesn't matter if they are married, he has plenty of ways to get them divorced, and An Xinran can only be his.

"Investigate Fu Shaoxun's information verbatim." Jiang Jingcheng's tone turned cold.

"Yes."

Jiang Jingcheng turned his head to the side, looked out the window, and unexpectedly saw a person standing in front of his car, the person they had just talked about, the person he thought about day and night.

Jiang Jingcheng paused, he had fantasized about An Xinran many times.

The timid and shy An Xinran in my memory can't be connected with the current An Xinran. Today's An Xinran is just like her name, peaceful, quiet, and more elegant. Her eyes fall on her, warm, she Embracing her with both hands, half-closed her eyes, unable to hide her exhaustion, which still did not cover her beauty.

Li Cheng followed Jiang Jingcheng's line of sight and recognized An Xinran.

"Brother, she is that young lady." Li Cheng said with surprise in his tone.

In the world, there are really such coincidences that people you meet, people you separate from, and people you want to meet will appear at a certain moment and in a certain place.

An Xinran looked around, as if she was waiting for someone.

Who is she waiting for?Jiang Jingcheng pondered for a while, he had a faint feeling that An Xinran was waiting for him, and smiled secretly, he really had over thought it.

An Xinran looked straight at him, Jiang Jingcheng avoided him subconsciously, but after realizing it, An Xinran couldn't see him at all, and looked directly at him again.

I haven't seen her for many years, but she is doing well, Jiang Jingcheng whispered, his face was a little sad, he missed her for several years.

"Go down and check the situation." Jiang Jingcheng said in a deep voice, and got up.

When he was about to go out, Jiang Jingcheng took out his mask and put it on.

"Don't tell her who I would be."

Jiang Jingcheng didn't want An Xinran to know his true face in front of him. He didn't want to appear in front of An Xinran in this way. An Xinran was pure and simple, and he shouldn't pollute her.

One day, when he is clean, he will appear in front of her and let her see a different version of herself.

Jiang Jingcheng looked at An Xinran with nervous eyes. Every step he took felt heavy, and every step he lifted felt that he had made a difficult choice.

An Xinran noticed a special gaze, and saw someone walking towards her, looking around, there was no other car, and someone else, presumably it was the owner of this Lincoln car.

"Excuse me, are you the owner of this car?" An Xinran spoke softly, speaking in her most gentle manner, and she felt a little humble.

The car is not cheap, and the compensation is not cheap, so don't lose your wallet.

It was different to Jiang Jingcheng's ears, it was soft, but the voice was still pleasant as always, reaching directly to the bottom of people's hearts.

Jiang Jingcheng gave Li Cheng a wink, and Li Cheng said knowingly, "Yes, Miss, what can I do for you?"

An Xinran felt that standing in front of her, this gentleman with a mask was a little strange, but also a little familiar, and she was slightly distracted.

Jiang Jingcheng was afraid that he would be recognized, so he took a step back. The reason why he didn't speak was because he knew that An Xinran's sensitivity was different from ordinary people, and it was hard to guarantee that he would not be recognized by his voice.

Jiang Jingcheng's small gesture brought An Xin back to his senses, and rubbed his nose in embarrassment. He had also been hypersensitive recently.

"It's like this, sir, these few days I..." An Xinran told the whole story, "I'm willing to pay for how much this car needs to be repaired."

An Xinran pointed to a small trace, but that trace could not be seen.

Most people would choose to leave, and An Xinran felt sorry for it, so she would wait for a long time.

Li Cheng glanced at Jiang Jingcheng and knew what to do.

"Miss, you don't need to pay compensation, this car is under warranty." Li Cheng spoke succinctly.

From the interaction between the two of them, An Xinran could see that it was the masked person who made the decisions.

Not having to pay compensation is a good thing, but An Xinran still felt that something was wrong, took out a piece of paper from her bag, wrote down her number, and handed it to the masked man.

"Sir, this matter was originally my fault. If you need compensation in the future, just call this number. I will definitely not renege on the debt. Thank you." An Xinran thanked them sincerely, bid farewell to the two people, and got into the car.

Jiang Jingcheng looked at the disappearing car, leaving only a cloud of dust, with the number given by An Xinran in his palm, slightly feverish, with a smile in his eyes.

Still as goofy as ever.

Jiang Jingcheng got into the car, followed by Li Cheng, looking into the distance, Li Cheng probably understood why Jiang Jingcheng liked An Xinran.

For several days, Li Qiqi thought a lot, and also thought a lot, Li Qiqi was annoyed by several girls.

The girl really went to guard the address given by Li Qiqi for a few days, but she didn't see anyone, so she kept cursing in front of Li Qiqi.

Li Qiqi smiled, took her bag and left, she was too lazy to waste time with them, she was ready to make a clean break with Zhong Muyang, and she was even ready to resign, so there was no need to worry about their friendliness.

Along the way, Li Qiqi's tail was almost up to the sky, and the car was not driven at the company, so it was rare to be able to take a good walk and see the scenery of the city.

After finally being able to vent her anger for herself, how could Li Qiqi be unhappy, she didn't even notice that there were people following behind her, and Li Qiqi didn't even notice that there were few people at night.

At a turning intersection, Li Qiqi suddenly realized that something was wrong, as if someone was following her, and had been following her since she left the company.

Further on was the apartment. She managed to calm down and tried her best to move forward, but she didn't dare to run, for fear that the people behind would be provoked and do something.

All of a sudden, the people behind seemed to be unable to wait any longer, and rushed forward, grabbing Li Qiqi and falling forward, before Li Qiqi could react, they covered her eyes.

The two of them were lying on the ground, and the person on them must be a woman, and they were wearing women's perfume. The combination of all kinds of things was inexplicably disgusting.

"Hello miss, I have no grievances or enmities with you. Why do you treat me like this? Let go first, let's talk about it." Li Qiqi remained calm, thinking about who this person was.

There are quite a few people who have hatred against her, but there is only one at present, and it is known who it is by the method of elimination, who else is besides Song Xiaowen.

Song Xiaowen on her body didn't dare to speak, but gritted her teeth and let out a synthetic voice. The sound quality was very poor, and all she could barely hear were scolding words, but she let go after speaking.

Li Qiqi lay on the ground, making sure that there were no footsteps around, then slowly sat up, rubbed her elbows to see if there was any surveillance around, thought for a long time, and decided to go home first.

Song Xiaowen was mad with anger, Zhong Muyang ignored her, and didn't reply to her text messages or phone calls. Coupled with the heavy pressure from the company, Song Xiaowen wanted to vent her anger on Li Qiqi.

Calming down, she thought that she was dealing with the cusp of the waves now, and she must not let her image appear, so she gave up, the viciousness in her eyes, and the plan was even more vicious.

She will pay the price for Li Qiqi! !She will make anyone who steals her things pay the price!
As soon as he entered the house, Zhong Muyang sat at the dining table and waited for the meal to be served. When Li Qiqi came in rubbing his arms, his eyes straightened and he stared at his arms.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhong Muyang got up, hesitated but didn't go over, looking at her face, there was still a layer of dust on it.

"It's okay." Li Qiqi went into the kitchen to wash her hands, wiped her face with a towel, and prepared to eat.

While eating, Li Qiqi poked the rice with her chopsticks, her mind was broken, and she was still stuck in Zhong Muyang's apartment.

Li Qiqi came up with a very natural reason, that is, the name of her and Zhong Muyang was written in this apartment, and she had a share, so why did she leave.

The more she was like this, the more Zhong Muyang was at a loss. He didn't know whether he should continue to ask, or that silence should be golden. Drawing on past experience, Zhong Muyang called his assistant to investigate, but he didn't ask.

Many things need to get used to, and then slowly run in, just like a natural stubborn stone, only when the edges and corners are smoothed, can it exist smoothly in the world.

Li Qiqi ate a good meal, threw the bowl in the kitchen, and went upstairs. She knew that she was not angry, but she just didn't know how to communicate with Zhong Muyang.

The whole night, Zhong Muyang didn't go upstairs, stayed on the sofa, occasionally fiddled with the bracelet, and occasionally glanced at the light upstairs, until the light went out, and he was buried in the dark night.

Li Qiqi thought about Song Xiaowen all night, and wondered why she did this, could it be because she didn't like her?Then you don't have to scold and leave.

It's impossible for someone to instigate her. It's impossible for Song Xiaowen to provoke her without incident, and it's even more impossible for her to do such a thing in her capacity.

Li Qiqi felt that she was probably kind, and she still thought of Song Xiaowen in the direction of kindness.

If she had been so kind to Zhong Muyang, maybe there would not have been so many things and so many bad feelings, but it is a pity that she is not right to people, this is her bad habit.

The next morning, Li Qiqi went to work as usual, and she didn't feel so uncomfortable because Zhong Muyang was not at home. She could already be very calm, as if she could get rid of Zhong Muyang at any time.

Life went on as usual, except for the fact that everyone was silent as soon as they entered the set, it was probably a good morning.

No one had any conflicts with her, as if she had forgotten everything about yesterday afternoon, Li Qiqi sat in her seat, and her mental preparation was useless.

In the morning, no one spoke, and no one dared to leave their seats. Li Qiqi always felt unnatural looking at the quiet studio.

The director has not yet said that the filming will start.

After get off work at noon, no one said that they were going to eat, and they all lay on the table, staring at the script, not knowing what they were busy with, Li Qiqi felt extremely embarrassed when she got up.

Really can't bear this kind of atmosphere, Li Qiqi dragged Xiaoyu out, if this continues, everyone on the set will be bored to death.