I Have a Happy Ending with the Mistress’ Ex-Boyfriend

In the end, Jane Qiaoxin failed to return the card.

After that, Wen Yuan came back and saw that the lunch box was eaten halfway down: "Agan, do you like it?"

Yan Gan put down his chopsticks and encouraged him: "Cooking skills have improved."

"Of course, I have worked so hard to make it for you for a long time!" Wen Yuan is a good seller, and he smiled sweetly: "I will cook for you in the future, OK."

Yan Gan raised his eyelids and glanced at him, his lips chuckling: "Okay."

Half an hour later

Jane Qiao's new outfit was called to get the lunch box. He opened the lid and took a look. Yan Gan was really picky. He didn't eat ginger, garlic, and even some shrimps.

Wen Yuan certainly didn't feel embarrassed. Some people have been acting for a long time, and they can do everything for granted.

After the crew finished work, Jane Qiaoxin still received a call from Wen Yuan. The people over there showed some sincerity this time: "I'm sorry, I originally prepared to eat it myself, but Agan was also hungry, so I gave it to him. ate."

Jane Qiaoxin said: "Whoever you give is your freedom."

A fool can tell that this is unhappy, but Wen Yuan is willing to pretend not to understand.

The two people made a plastic friendly contact, and finally the phone hung up. Jane Qiaoxin's eyes were cold, and she took a deep breath to suppress the urge to throw the phone.

He came out of the crew, and it was eleven o'clock. City A was busy and bustling. A luxury car parked at the door of the crew, attracting many people to look sideways.

Jane Qiao didn't pretend to see that there are so many luxury cars parked in the studio every day, like bicycles at the school gate, there is no surprise at all.

But what he didn't expect was that the people in the car walked straight up when they saw him.

Xiao Zihua wore a burgundy suit and looked like a noble man, handsome and handsome.

He also held a huge bouquet of roses in his arms. The center of the bouquet was an expensive gift box. The Prince was always generous in his shots, and this time it was also generous.

The flower was held in front of Jane Qiaoxin, with a tangy fragrance: "Happy birthday."

Jane Qiao paused in his footsteps but did not answer. His delicate face was helpless: "Thank you, Brother Hua."

"Take it, gift." Xiao Zihua's face was determined.

Jane Qiaoxin said: "I'm sorry, I took it, but it's too expensive, I can't take it."

People around him came to see that Xiao Zihua's reputation as a first-line traffic niche is very high. Although it is early morning, the film and television city is a city that never sleeps, and the flow of people is very large.

Xiao Zihua raised his eyebrows: "Don't you like this? What do you like, I'll buy it for you."

Jane Qiaoxin took a half step back and opened a decent distance: "I think if I talk about it another day, I will be very happy if you have this kind of heart, and I am very flattered. I am just a small person, but I don't want you. There are a lot of people here, and it’s not good if it gets posted on the Internet, or..."

"Jane Qiaoxin." Xiao Zihua chilled, twisted his neck, and said in a bad tone: "Today is your birthday. I will give you face. If you don't quarrel with you, you don't know how to praise."

The flower was thrown into Jane Qiaoxin's arms, like throwing rubbish. Then, a bunch of keys were also thrown over and smashed directly on the flower.

Xiao Zihua pointed to the brand new sports car over there: "Here you are."

There were people around who cried out in exclamation, some admiring them, some were surprised, and more of them were amazed at the idol nature of this scene.

People with knowledge of the goods can also see that the sports car is a new model, with at least an eight-digit base, which is enough for Jian Qiaoxin to work hard for a lifetime.

"So, this person has everything with a face."

"The prince is so generous. If I were Jane Qiaoxin, I would be so happy and crazy."

Rumors and rumors are like a net covering people in it, and people can't breathe. The grievances of a day are like the tide surging over and almost overwhelming people.

Jane Qiao moved new, he took a few steps forward, walked to the luxury car, put the flowers in in front of everyone, and put the keys away.

He did this series of movements without stopping.

Immediately afterwards, Jian Qiaoxin turned around and bowed to Xiao Zihua, turning around and leaving without saying a word.

Yan Gan and others at the door of the crew just came out and saw this scene.

Xiao Zihua took off his sunglasses, and the arrogant young master strode over to block people's path. He strongly pinched Jane Qiao's new wrist: "No, what the **** do you mean..."

All the words were stuck in his throat, and the prince who had always been stunned every day.

Because Jane Qiaoxin is crying, today is his birthday, he should be a little birthday star, receiving the blessings of the world, and a happy smile.

But there was no smile on Zhang Xiuqi's face, those always tender apricot eyes were flushed, and there was deep grievance and pain inside.

Jian Qiaoxin felt embarrassed. He threw off Xiao Zihua's hand, with fierceness and crying: "Get away."

Xiao Zihua was taken aback for a while, and he was scolded for most of his life. Such an experience left the prince stunned for a moment.

He reacted and ran after him: "Why are you crying?"

Jane Qiaoxin wiped her face and ignored him.

"Is someone bullying you?" Xiao Zihua stammered a little: "You don't like roses, what do you like, I'll ask you to change them?"

Jane Qiaoxin was entangled by him. He was about to say something when the development prince suddenly stopped talking. He was a bit strange. Turning his head, he saw Yan Gan standing behind him.

Yan Gan had a cigarette in his mouth and put his hands in his pockets casually. He was obviously a ruffian, but he had a sense of elegance in doing it.

Xiao Zihua seemed like a primary school student to see the head teacher, and said cleverly: "Uncle, why are you here."

Yan Gan nodded, the man's stern face was a little puzzled: "I should ask you this, it's so late, what are you doing here?"

"..."

Xiao Zihua hurriedly waved his hand: "I'll talk to a friend about something."

"Say something?" Yan Gan lifted his eyelids and glanced at Jian Xingchen, whose eye sockets were still red, and frowned. The man spit out a smoke ring, as if he sighed leisurely.

Stepping on his slender legs, Yan Gan took a few steps forward and kicked up without mercy.

Xiao Zihua's expensive suit was stepped on. He took two steps backwards, but he didn't dare to yell for a while. Although the age difference was a few years old, he was very afraid of his uncle.

Yan Gan's temper is very violent, it is the kind of uncompromising, and the methods are very hard, no one in the entire Yan family dared to challenge him.

The people around the film and television city are still surrounded, and everyone is in full view, and everyone does not want to let go of this good show.

Yan Gan finished teaching his shameful nephew and walked to Jane Qiaoxin with a cigarette in his mouth: "My nephew bullied you?"

Jian Qiaoxin shook his head quickly, losing her face in front of Yan Gan all this life: "It's nothing, thanks... Thank you Mr. Yan."

"Thank you." Yan Gan lifted his eyelids and looked at Xiao Zihua not far away: "The tutoring is not strict. It is a lesson to be an uncle."

Jane Qiaoxin didn't dare to respond. Whether it was Xiao Zihua or Yan Gan, he couldn't afford to offend him.

Wen Gan looked at his watch arm in arm and said, "It's so late, when I am apologizing for him, why did you come, and I will ask you to take you back?"

Jane Qiaoxin knew this was just a polite remark: "Thank you Mr. Wen, I have already taken a taxi."

Wen Yuan ran over from behind, and he rolled Yan Gan's sleeves: "Zihua, are you chasing after Xiaoxin, but Xiaoxin, don't you have a boyfriend?"

Jane Qiaoxin nodded: "I have a boyfriend."

Wen Yuan wanted to say something, but Wen Qian frowned. He didn't like to inquire about other people's private affairs too much.

Xiao Zihua refused to admit defeat: "Boyfriend? Boyfriend can still be divided..."

When the words fell, he received another eye knife from Wen Gan, threatening, and successfully closed his mouth.

The farce of a day ended today, it was a simple day, but it was like a year.

Jane Qiaoxin got out of the taxi and dragged her tired body home. As soon as she turned on the light, she heard a "bang!" and the fireworks exploded.

The colorful colored paper fell from the sky, unexpectedly.

Qiu Jian took the salute. He was specially prepared to dress up today. Standing under the light, he was also handsome and handsome. He smiled and said, "Xiaoxingan, happy birthday."

Jane Joe's hand on the switch froze: "You...didn't forget?"

"How could I forget your birthday." Qiu Jian took his lover's hand and walked to the dining table. There was a carefully prepared delicacy on it: "Look, it's all your favorite."

The table is full of self-made meals, and Lin Lang is satisfied, and it makes one's index finger move.

There is also a big cake on the top, with candles lit on it, and it is emitting a warm light, scorching people's eyes.

Jane Qiaoxin smiled slowly.

Qiu Jian said, "Baby, make a wish and blow the candle."

"Um."

Jane Qiao's hands clasped her hands together and silently made a wish in his heart. He hoped that he could survive this hurdle and be able to go to the palace of marriage with true love.

While slowly blowing out the candles, Jane Qiaoxin suddenly felt that, in fact, it is not necessary to get married. They have been in love for so many years, and their relationship has become very strong.

If Qiu Jian really wants tonight... let him go.

After making up his mind, after Jian Qiaoxin sat down, Qiu Jian, who was opposite, filled the red wine glass, and mysteriously took out a velvet gift box from his pocket.

Jane Qiaoxin's eyes lit up: "This is..."

"I have prepared a birthday gift for you for a long time, and saved money for several months to buy it. I hope you will like it, baby." Qiu Jian smiled mysteriously.

Jane Qiao's new eyes fell on the gift box. Could it be that ring?

The gift box was slowly opened by Qiu Jian, and there was a very delicate watch lying quietly in the center of the velvet gift box.

For a moment, Jane Qiao's new heart seemed to sink to the bottom.

The opposite Qiu Jian still didn't know: "How do you like it? I bought it according to the size of your wrist."

Jane Qiaoxin's throat was dry, and he pointed out, "Do you remember the size of my wrist and fingers?"

"Of course." Qiu Jian put the gift box in front of his lover: "Whatever I have forgotten, yours will not be forgotten, because this is the most important thing in my life, fool."

The silver haute couture men's watch exudes the soft light of stars under the light, like the luster of the ring that afternoon.

Jane Qiao slowly picked up the watch: "What are you doing so costly, don't we have to save money to buy a house together, and work hard these years in order to have a home."

"Deposit..." Qiu Jian's eyes dodge a little. Although he was quick, he was still caught.

He comforted Jane Qiaoxin: "Don't worry, I have kept our deposits, and if they haven't moved, they are all bought with bonuses."

Jane Qiaoxin wanted to laugh too, but couldn't laugh. Later he still laughed and laughed at himself.