The famous family is shocked, the president is too dangerous

Chapter 47 Losing the identity of Mr. Jiang The sky outside is still raining, the rain has become much weaker than before, and it has turned into a drizzle, falling drop by drop on the transparent car window, blurring the sight .

This is a short-distance bus back to S City, and it is also the last bus today. Fang Xin bought the ticket late, and only has a seat in the back row.

When I went to buy sweet cakes with Ruirui just now, I happened to see a ticket office. When she returned to the room, she quickly changed her clothes, and then rushed to the ticket office. Fortunately, there were still tickets left, so she did not hesitate I bought a return ticket.

Fang Xin sat by the window, looking far away, the scenery outside the car window was actually not very clear, the car was driving all the way, the farther and farther it was, the scenery was constantly regressing.

The vibration of the mobile phone in her pocket forcibly painted a stroke in her empty thoughts, Fang Xin exhaled heavily, and then reached out and took out the phone.

When the number on the caller ID hit his pupils, Fang Xin's eyes flashed, and the habitual action was to press the button on the right side of the phone. The screen was instantly blacked out, the vibration frequency disappeared, and the call was silent.

After a while, when the phone screen turned on automatically, it showed that the other party had hung up.

Fang Xin didn't let out a sigh of relief, her brows were tightly frowned, and her heart was extremely irritable. She couldn't figure out what this Jiang Lizhe was thinking?Do rich people like to play these boring games?Does she look like a toy?

Just when Fang Xin was thinking wildly, the phone in his hand started a new round of bombing, it was still the same number and the same name.

Fang Xin bit her lips tightly, staring at the screen with a pair of black eyes, tug-of-war in her heart whether to connect or not.

In fact, Fang Xin has always been strong and independent. This is more like a coat she is used to putting on. As the eldest daughter of the family, she has understood since she was sensible that her mother and sister are her responsibilities, and she must do her best to protect them. good them.

Therefore, she cannot and does not allow herself to be vulnerable.

So at this moment, escaping cannot solve the problem, right?

Fang Xin closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then connected the phone.

"Fang Xin." Before she could speak, Jiang Lizhe's voice came from the other end. The tone was still pleasant, but it was a bit deep and tense.

"Um."

It was as if someone had suddenly tapped her back forcefully, and the feeling of being on her back came again. This man can always influence her so easily.Fang Xin's pale fingertips pressed hard on his swollen temples, secretly telling himself to calm down.

"Where are you?"

"In the car." She said concisely, trying to make her voice sound as normal as possible.

"What did you say?" The voice on the other end was obviously a little bit lower, even through the radio waves, it was impossible to ignore the oppression.

Fang Xin was flustered for no reason, so he held the phone tightly and quickly organized his words in his mind before saying, "Mr. Jiang, I think you should have heard what I said. That's right, I'm sitting in the back room right now." On the bus in the city, Mr. Jiang, you are the leader of a group, money and power are nothing to worry about, but I am just an ordinary person who has neither money nor power to plot for Mr. Jiang, so I think, It's better not to have too many intersections between us, after all, it is easy to cause unnecessary misunderstandings, and besides, it will also lose the identity of President Jiang, right? So, let's stop here. Goodbye."

Fang Xin hung up the phone in a panic after almost speaking a long paragraph in one breath. During this process, she kept pressing on her chest until she hung up. The heart in her chest was still beating violently. middle.

Fang Xin collapsed on the seat like a collapse. She should feel relaxed after saying these words, but for some reason, it felt like a big stone was pressed on her chest, making it difficult for her to breathe.

And Jiang Lizhe on the other end of the phone was standing by the window at this moment, still holding the phone in one hand, the busy tone of hanging up kept ringing in his ears like a spell.

After half a ring, he put the phone aside, took out a cigarette, held it to his thin lips, and lit it, seemingly carelessly puffing out the clouds, those black eyes that had always been deep and bottomless, and the gloom was getting thicker .