After the divorce, the genius doctor exposed his identity and became the favorite of thousands of pe

After all, Fang Zuan still had some feelings for Wu Shaohan as an old classmate, so he subconsciously wanted to help him match him up. "I think Mr. Wu has really repented this time. Since he is interested, it would be best if Meng Hong's case can be reconciled."

Hearing this, Jiang Chuxiang felt a hiccup rising from the bottom of his stomach.

"Okay, is it you who has the final say?"

I hate those outsiders the most. Because the perpetrator shows a little repentance and a little pity, he shows great mercy and persuades the victim to forgive.

Why, how do they know what happened to her!

"If you want to eat, you can eat. If you don't want to eat, you can leave!" Jiang Chuxiang's face was frozen with frost, and he pointed in the direction of the door.

Fang Zuan shrank his head and immediately became scared. It seemed that Jiang Chuxiang and Wu Shaohan were really out of the question.

"I was wrong. Doctor Jiang, I'm hungry. I'm all empty of what I just ate. Please let me eat something warm."

He didn't want to leave. The little friendship between him and Wu Shaohan had been exhausted. However, Jiang Chuxiang had saved his life. He could tell clearly what was more important.

Seeing Fang Zuan's pitiful plea, Jiang Chuxiang was helpless, "Aunt Liu, stuff his mouth with dumplings and don't let him talk."

Fang Zuan used to laugh at her a lot, but since he helped her get the compensation and set up a fund to rescue the victims of the Guanghai Group, he has also been conscientious and contributed a lot.

In the final analysis, Fang Zuan's nature is not bad, he just believed Wu Shaohan's disparagement of her.

It was getting late, and Aunt Liu didn't have time to cook a big meal, so she cooked quick-frozen dumplings, but when everyone got together to eat them, they seemed to be particularly delicious.

Fang Zuan peeked at Jiang Chuxiang while eating.

She ate very elegantly, but her face was slightly pale. She was obviously annoyed by Wu Shaohan, but she did not drive him away after all.

Fang Zuan sighed, disappointed with Wu Shaohan.

Jiang Chuxiang was such a generous person. As for the hurtful words he had said to her before, he felt that he would definitely not forgive them if it were him.

But Jiang Chuxiang saved him when he was in danger, and even gave him important tasks after he resigned from Weike. He tacitly never mentioned the past events to him, as if he regarded them as clues. Wipe lightly.

While Wu Shaohan was regretting his words, he was also on guard against Jiang Chuxiang. His state was far different from Jiang Chuxiang's.

Wu Shaohan couldn't catch up with such a good Jiang Chuxiang. It was because he was unlucky.

Fang Zuan stopped mentioning Wu Shaohan, and the atmosphere became more harmonious.

Gan Lele, who was already full, couldn't help but eat another bowl of dumplings, stroking her bulging belly and unable to get up.

Gan Lele felt regretful, what should she do if she accidentally overate again? Thinking that Meng Hong was so self-disciplined, but she couldn't control her mouth, she felt like she was no longer worthy of him!

Gan Lele looked at Jiang Chuxiang's face that was somewhat similar to Meng Hong's, especially the pair of almond-shaped eyes as deep as the sea. She couldn't help but beg, "Sister Chuxiang, I won't go back today. How about sleeping with you?" good?"

Tomorrow is the court hearing, and Gan Lele is very worried about Meng Hong. She actually wants to accompany Meng Hong, but she is naturally embarrassed to go to Meng Hong.

She was in a state of anxiety because she couldn't accompany Meng Hong, so it was good to accompany Jiang Chuxiang.

Jiang Chuxiang didn't know what Gan Lele was thinking, so he said casually: "Okay!"

After everyone dispersed, Jiang Chuxiang took Gan Lele back to his room.

The two of them often lived together.

Jiang Chuxiang found clean and brand-new towels and toothbrushes, which were all in reserve. I also found a set of cotton plaid pajamas.

Jiang Chuxiang is slightly taller than Gan Lele, and her pajamas are a little loose on Gan Lele. However, Gan Lele is a little plumper than Jiang Chuxiang, so the looseness is not obvious.

Jiang Chuxiang said: "Lele, go wash up first."

"Okay." Gan Lele's face turned red.

She used to live with Jiang Chuxiang and didn't have many other thoughts, but now, she suddenly thought that Jiang Chuxiang was Meng Hong's sister, and she felt shy and embarrassed for no reason.

Gan Lele quickly finished washing and came out. Jiang Chuxiang found a hair dryer for Gan Lele and asked her to dry her hair. Then she carried her clothes into the shower room.

Gan Lele blew her hair for a while, her mind wandering with random thoughts, and browsed her phone boredly for a while. She went to the post bar to browse Meng Hong's photos for a while, and listened to music while looking at the photos. She was still a little distracted.

Suddenly, I realized that a long time had passed, but Jiang Chuxiang hadn't come out of the bathroom yet.

Gan Lele turned off her phone and listened carefully but did not hear the sound of a shower. At this time, Jiang Chuxiang was sitting on the toilet, secretly video chatting with Cheng Jinghao.

"Wu Shaohan actually gave my father and brother 500,000 yuan to buy out my relationship with the Jiang family. Who did he think I was?...My brother must have been extremely disappointed in me at that time. I didn't go home for those two years."

Jiang Chuxiang said angrily, "If I hadn't seen Wu Shaohan today, I would still have been kept in the dark. He is really too much."

She was so focused on her own regrets and guilt that she didn't notice that the man on the other end of the video had darkened his face, his peach blossom eyes looked hurt and jealous, "You went to see Wu Shaohan?"

His voice was depressed and obviously manic.

Only then did Jiang Chuxiang see that his jade-like handsome face was stern, his lips were pursed tightly, and his eyes were like fire.

She immediately realized that he was angry and jealous!

"I didn't go to see him, he tricked me into going out." Jiang Chuxiang explained immediately.

"Then you'd better meet him."

The man is depressed.

"There are rumors on the Internet that you kicked me and went to eat Wu Shaohan's straw again."

Cheng Jinghao's face was gloomy, and his peach-blossom eyes that were always smiling in the past no longer held any smile at all.

Jiang Chuxiang looked at her carefully, obediently, would Mr. Cheng, who was so gentle and gentle as jade in the past, be really jealous?

"Mr. Cheng, are you jealous?"

"What do you think?" The man raised his eyebrows.

Jiang Chuxiang laughed, "I'm not a cow, why should I eat grass!"

Then he felt a little aggrieved and said, "What! You man, I was hurt, and I wanted you to comfort me, but in the end you were just jealous! Did you seem to have missed the point?"

Jiang Chuxiang brought the topic back and was even angrier than Cheng Jinghao.

"Wu Shaohan also proposed to reconcile Meng Hong's matter, but I didn't even agree."

Cheng Jinghao looked at this woman with an exaggerated expression through the screen, her face was red, she was so anxious and angry, which was more or less cute.

"You can solve Meng Hong's matter by yourself, right?"

"Of course, I can solve my brother's problem. But you are my boyfriend. When I am unhappy, shouldn't you comfort me? Mr. Cheng?"

Jiang Chuxiang felt a little aggrieved as he spoke.

She seemed to be really hurt by her boyfriend, and I felt a little strange. Why did she become hypocritical?

In the past, all her attention was on Wu Shaohan. She was only worried about whether he had a headache or whether he was unhappy. She would be happy if Wu Shaohan gave her a little response.

But now, she hopes that Cheng Jinghao can pay attention to her emotions and take care of her mood.

But she thinks this is what real love feels like.

Cheng Jinghao also smiled, "Then how do you want me to comfort you?"

He unbuttoned one button of his pajamas and opened the collar, revealing his sharp and sexy Adam's apple and a large piece of collarbone. "Is this good for comfort?"

Cheng Jinghao unbuttoned one button after another.

Sudden change in painting style.

Jiang Chuxiang almost spit out blood, and all the tangled thoughts just now were wiped away.

Does he want to have a fruitless chat? !

(End of this chapter)