After being reborn, he was kissed crazy by a paranoid boss

Seeing that it was Li Sijue, Jiang Qing greeted him cheerfully.

She hugged his arm affectionately.

"Nothing, just a little angry~"

After she finished speaking, she asked again.

"Li Sijue, why are you back?"

"Shouldn't you be in the company at this time?"

Behind him, Guan Jun lowered his head even lower.

Although he also felt that the man should be in the company at this time.

But right now, it's not the time to talk about this.

Miss Jiang should think about it, how should I explain Chu Han...

He is a young man.

In the end, she was sent by Miss Jiang to protect other men.

If Young Master Li knew about it.

That would really be the end of the world!

Following behind, Guan Jun felt chills in his heart.

I'm afraid that when the thin window paper is pierced.

Taking Jiang Qing's hand behind his back, Li Sijue said something nonchalantly.

"No work today."

"Where were you going just now?"

Thinking of Shen Wan, Jiang Qing still felt resentful.

"Go to Su's house."

Holding her hand, Li Sijue lowered his eyes.

"Qingqing, I will accompany you."

Jiang Qing didn't ask why she was angry.

He didn't ask Jiang Qing what he was doing at Su's house.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was full of trust.

Looking at Jiang Qing again, she doesn't know what fear is.

Smiled sweetly.

"it is good."

Instead of stopping Young Master Li, he still looks happy?

Seeing this, Guan Jun petrified.

"..."

Dare to love the whole process, is he alone in fear?

........................

The car soon stopped at the door of Su's house.

There are several luxury cars in the yard.

Seeing that it was Jiang Qing, Housekeeper Liu hurriedly opened the door.

"Miss Jiang, are you back?"

With a kind face.

"Yes." Jiang Qing nodded.

Then he asked, "Are there any guests today?"

Steward Liu leaned over, "Yes, Miss Jiang."

"My wife and my husband have invited Mr. Song's family and an important partner to our house for dinner."

Ah.

so lively?

Carrying the bag, Jiang Qing smiled with her lips bent.

"I'll go in and see."

Li Sijue followed closely behind.

The man in a black suit looked dignified and arrogant.

The whole body is extraordinary.

Steward Liu's eyes widened.

Who is this man?

He was born too handsome!

At that time, the Su family.

In the restaurant, Song Zhishu and his wife were at the top.

Sitting on the left and the right are Mr. Liu, Su Shenghai and Shen Wan, who are fat and big-eared.

After drinking for three rounds, Su Shenghai raised his glass.

"Hehe, Mr. Lao Song is the one to deal with the little girl."

"Don't worry, there will never be any mistakes in the cooperation."

"Yes yes yes." President Liu also raised his glass.

"I've seen that child, Jianing, who is as elegant and quiet as Mrs. Su."

"How could it be what it says on the Internet."

"There are also those messy animated pictures, they must all be P."

"Mr. Song is willing to help, which can be regarded as cleaning up the Internet and eliminating harm for the people."

After drinking some wine, the man's face was full of red light.

His eyes narrowed slightly.

No matter how high-sounding it is, let it come out of his mouth.

Still vulgar and nasty.

Not to mention, he also deliberately mentioned Shen Wan.

heard here.

Su Shenghai's complexion suddenly turned cold.

No one is happy being cuckolded.

More importantly, there is nothing to say about things on the Internet.

What an animated picture!

President Liu said this.

It was clearly to disgust him on purpose.

"Mr. Liu, you..." Don't mention anything about the Internet.

His expression was a little cold.

Su Shenghai frowned, and was about to continue.

But Shen Wan squeezed her palm.

The purpose of today is to ask the Song family for help.

The Songs are the protagonists.

After reminding, she smiled gently at Song Zhishu and the woman beside her.

"That's right, for Jianing's matter, I rely on brother Song and sister to help."

On the opposite side, Song Zhishu's gentle voice sounded.

"no problem."

When Jiang Qing walked into the hall, he happened to hear the conversation of several people.

"So many people?"

She smiled faintly and looked towards several people.

Coincidentally, she knew them all.

Song Zhishu is Song Yan's father.

He is a family friend with the Jiang family.

As for Mr. Liu, he is even more familiar.

In an instant, everyone looked up in the direction of the door.

The first person to react was Shen Wan.

Her face froze, and she frowned subconsciously.

"Jiang Qing, you..." Why are you here again?

The words came to my lips, but they were replaced.

"Did you have meal?"

Carrying a small bag, Jiang Qing walked slowly into the hall.

Curved lips, smiling brightly.

"not yet."

"However, don't worry."

Immediately, others also reacted.

Especially Mr. Liu.

He rolled his eyes.

A smug smile appeared on a face full of flesh.

"So, this is Miss Jiang?"

Dressed in long black hair, flowing in the wind.

The woman walked in slowly.

She was only wearing a light taupe-colored dress with ruffles.

Fair skin and delicate makeup.

From head to toe, there is an elegant atmosphere.

Like a fairy daughter descending to earth.

Mr. Liu was fascinated by watching, and crystal clear saliva flowed from his half-open mouth.

He subconsciously pushed away the chair and stood up.

The obscene eyes fell firmly on Jiang Qing.

Some evil thoughts came to mind.

This woman was almost his.

Seeing his disgusting look.

Su Shenghai frowned tightly, feeling impatient.

"It's the little girl Jiang Qing."

At the main seat, Song Zhishu also stood up.

"Xiaoqing..."

There was also a look of surprise in his eyes.

The Song family has practiced medicine for generations, and Jiang Qing's illnesses have been healed by him since childhood.

It's just that Song Yan has only taken over in recent years.

In his impression, Jiang Qing was as weak as a sick bird.

Every day a white skirt.

Will die anytime.

It never occurred to me that a few years had passed.

She grew more and more beautiful, elegant and moving.

Especially, it can be seen at a glance.

She recovered from her illness.

Jiang Qing raised her lips, "It's me."

Glancing at Song Zhiyuan,

Jiang Qing then set his sights on the woman next to him.

"Aunt Song, long time no see."

Song Yan's mother, Zhang Lanfang.

It is Jiang Rong and his 'good friend' since childhood.

Now, she is Shen Wan's best friend.

After staring at Jiang Qing for a long time, Zhang Lanfang murmured.

"Yes, it's Jiang Qing...you are more and more like your mother."

Shen Wan is rich and stately, and the charm still exists.

However, Zhang Lanfang was as skinny as a stick.

Wearing a sophisticated black dress.

Standing with Shen Wan.

Those who don't know it may mistakenly think that the two are mother and daughter.

As soon as she saw Jiang Qing, Shen Wan's heart was filled with 12 points of energy.

Staring at Jiang Qing warily.

But he said it gently.

"Jiang Qing, why did you come back suddenly and didn't call in advance?"

Su Shenghai answered with a smile on his face.

"Yeah, call ahead, so Dad can pick you up at the door."

As the two sang together, they were all saying that Jiang Qing didn't know etiquette.

Holding the bag, Jiang Qing walked towards the sofa.

"My home, I will come back when I want to come back."

Song Zhishu frowned, feeling that the atmosphere between them was not right.

Zhang Lanfang followed Shen Wan and said something in agreement.

"Xiaoqing, you are not in good health, so don't run around."

"Besides, you have to tell me in advance when you get home."

"Although this is indeed your home, we are still here as guests."

"You can't just rely on your illness and let your temper mess around, ignorant of human feelings."

Embracing Shen Wan's hand, Zhang Lanfang's face was full of accusations.

"Also, I heard that you came back two days ago and smashed everything at home."

"Xiaoqing, you must not forget your roots in life."

"Don't forget who raised you from childhood to adulthood."

"Since ancient times, wolf-hearted people have never had a good end."

Hearing this, Jiang Qing glanced sideways.

"Ah."

Quietly glanced at Zhang Lanfang.

With a cold tone, he said something without hesitation.

"Aunt Song, since you know you are a guest, can you just shut up?"

"Speaking so much, is it obvious to you?"