He Is Warmer Than Time

Around eight o'clock in the evening, it started to snow. Because it was the end of the year, Tang Ji'an was busy at work. He flipped through the information on his hand while waiting for Mu Mian to finish his work.

Suddenly there is an illusion that they are like a couple, or a couple, the husband is waiting for the wife to finish work and then go home together.

He shook his head and continued to look carefully at the file on hand.

Around half past eight, the sixth uncle whispered: "Jian, look..."

He looked up, Mu Mian came out, and a man next to her was talking to her, she seemed a little impatient, the man actually tried to pull her hand, Mu Mian threw him away.

Tang Ji'an squinted suddenly, then stretched out his hand to open the car door and walked over.

Mu Mian looked at Liao Zheng in front of him and said righteously: "Mr. Liao, please get out of the way, I am going home."

Liao Zheng made a look of deep feelings: "You used to call me Brother Zheng, why do you call me Mr. Liao now?"

Mu Mian was about to vomit. At that time, she had just gone to college and had no knowledge of world affairs. Her cousin was really embarrassed by her cousin, saying that this Liao Zheng's family had good knowledge and looked like a talented person.

Only now did I know that this Liao Zheng was nothing but a scumbag, and he was really a scumbag. When he got along with her, he was entangled with the daughters of many rich businessmen at the same time.

In the end, it was this Liao Zheng that established a relationship with the daughter of the jewelry business, and she knew that she had been broken up.

Such a person, why are you embarrassed to come back to her now?

Because she is famous? Just come back?

When she Mu Mian is a soft persimmon?

Was she Mu Mian he came and flirted when he recruited it?

Go ahead and make his spring and autumn dreams!

Mu Mian sneered: "We have nothing to do now. I should call you Mr. Liao."

Liao Zheng didn't give up and said, "If you want, we can start again."

Mu Mian simply rolled his eyes: "You say it is over, and you say it starts, Mr. Liao, are you taking yourself too seriously?"

Liao Zheng looked at her affectionately: "Are you still resenting me for what happened? I had no choice at the time. I had troubles. You can let me explain to you slowly, okay?"

Explain slowly? Slowly fool around!

Tang Ji'an pushed open the iron gate of the yard, walked quickly, and stood behind Mu Mian. He spoke slowly, his voice low, **** and sweet: "Who is this?"

Mu Mian was taken aback. She was really surprised. She didn't expect Tang Ji'an to come here. Under normal circumstances, Tang Ji'an would wait for her at home and wait for her to listen to his troubles.

He basically wouldn't take the initiative to find her.

She looked back at him. The tall man was wearing a navy blue long coat. Because of the heavy snow outside, a little snow fell on his head and shoulders, and the dim light from the courtyard shone on his face.

Comparing with Liao Zheng in front of him, Mu Mian thought of a word...

Texture!

Yes, the texture, Tang Ji'an is too texture, like the experience of the years of the Republic of China, calm but exuding the charm of the noble son in his gestures.

He is unassuming, very low-key, and when he is not angry, his brows and eyes are calm, as if no one can get his eyes.

It seems that the noble young master of a big family lost in the old days, people can't help but stay on him, so that people who don't know him can be impressed by the irresistible and silent majesty emanating from him at first sight.

"Who is this?"

Tang Ji'an looked at Mu Mian in a daze, and asked softly again.