He Is Warmer Than Time

Aunt Zhou felt that she had no face to see him, so she wanted to go outside. Tang Ji'an called her to stop: "Father has fired you, who will take care of him over there?"

Aunt Zhou said, "Someone takes care of him."

Tang Ji'an's voice gradually softened: "It's always easy to use without you. Forget it, you go back first."

Aunt Zhou hurried away.

Tang Ji'an felt bored, picked up the phone, but his fingers stopped there. Who would he want to call? Who does he want to talk to?

Who can he talk to?

He ignored the first person who came to his mind and called Ji Huaiyan, but his guard said that Ji Huai had gone to perform the task, and then he called Chu Yanchuan, and he was also out of the task.

Tang Ji'an's face changed and sank two points, and the soldiers were in trouble.

He put the phone down, then picked it up again, and dialed out...

Mu Mian ran over in a hurry. She rushed into the side hall of his mansion and said cheerfully: "Can you be serious?"

Tang Ji'an was smoking a cigarette, but when he saw her coming, he pinched his cigarette. He was well-educated, and most of the time, he was a gentleman.

He didn't speak, grief hung all over his body.

Mu Mian couldn't see the sorrow, and she was excited: "You don't have to pay for the money, and you don't have to play your girlfriend. You only need to listen to you ten times. Is this true?"

Tang Ji'an just sat on the sofa and looked at her eyes shining brightly, thinking, she seemed to be really happy. It was a merit to make her happy, so let's do it.

He said: "It's true."

Mu Mian sat across from him cautiously: "Is this one time?"

"Forget it."

She was even happier, and the excitement that couldn't wait to leave him made him somewhat sad.

Mu Mian stretched out his hand: "Say it, I'm listening."

Tang Ji'an glanced at her, and for a while, he didn't know what to say and where to start.

He pointed to the wine cabinet beside him: "Bring me a bottle of red wine."

Mu Mian was blunt and obedient right now. She was incredibly well-behaved. She hurried to the wine cabinet and asked him, "Which bottle do you want?"

"Anything."

Mu Mian chose to choose and took a bottle of the most beautifully packaged.

After spending a long time, he opened the cork for him, and then poured him a half cup in a good service, and then sat down opposite him neatly, with a respectful manner.

Looks like a primary school student, Tang Ji'an looked at him, but he wanted to laugh a little. Mu Mian's thoughts were all written on his face, and they were all written in his body language.

Her personality is a bit similar to Song Ran, but not quite similar.

Tang Ji'an took a sip of wine and slowly said, "I'll talk about it freely, you can listen to it freely, don't worry about it."

"Yes."

Tang Ji'an looked down and said slowly: "My family is the famous home of the rich and powerful in Haicheng, rich and powerful."

Mu Mian was almost choked by his own saliva. This opening remark was a bit irritating, and the show of superiority came.

I will endure.

Tang Ji'an said again: "This is true of the Tang family, and the same is true of the Su family of my mother's side. The Su family is a well-known wealthy businessman in Haicheng."

Mu Mian squeezed his fist, and it was all right. The statement was the fact, so just endure it.

Tang Jian's brows kept frowning: "Mother has always been a relatively...indifferent person. When I was five years old, she divorced my father and became even more indifferent. When I was seven years old, she committed suicide and was right in front of me. , Cut his wrist and committed suicide."

Mu Mian was a little shocked and didn't know what to say.