After rebirth, she doesn't lick, and the boss Kuku slaps her in the face

Jiang Ximeng suddenly turned her head, her pupils constricted, and looked at Tan Yan with disbelief in her eyes.

It turns out...he knew everything.

He knew it all along!

So, even in his previous life, he could see the clues, but he went along with it because he hated her.

Jiang Ximeng's eyes were full of ups and downs, but her expression was extremely calm. She asked him, "Is it useful?"

In her previous life, she was tripped by Xu Xinrou and the coffee spilled on Guan Wei; she was maliciously pushed by Xu Xinrou and bumped into Zhou Ying, causing her ankle to swell and hurt for several days; she reluctantly attended the dinner tonight and was framed by Xu Xinrou in the lounge; which of these events did she not explain?

But is it useful?

He clearly knew that it was not her fault, but he just stood by and watched, allowing Xu Xinrou to frame her.

No wonder she occasionally saw Tan Yan's lips slightly raised in her previous life and thought he was happy, but it turned out that he was laughing at her stupidity.

Fortunately, she won’t do that now, and never will!

"Tan Yan, let me go."

Jiang Ximeng's voice was very soft, without even any unnecessary expression.

These few simple words seemed to carry an invisible force, hitting Tan Yan's heart again and again, and waves of dull pain came with every breath.

Seeing that he still didn't move, Jiang Ximeng lowered her head and tried to crawl under his arm.

The man noticed it and grabbed her shoulders with two big hands.

"you……"

"Jiang Ximeng." Tan Yan stared at her closely, trying to see something from her eyes first.

However, there was only a faint mist in his eyes, making it impossible to see any emotion.

Tan Yan frowned deeply and wanted to ask more questions.

When I lowered my eyes, I found that the corners of her eyes were beginning to turn red.

I am about to cry...

This was the first thought in Tan Yan’s mind.

She hadn't smiled in front of him for a long time, and now she was about to cry.

My heart suddenly ached, and I suppressed the urge to hold her in my arms, and my hands slid down from her shoulders.

"Feel sorry."

Looking at the stumbling figure running away, Tan Yan closed his eyes and clenched his fists.

The sound of footsteps came closer and closer.

"Mr. Tan, why are you here..."

Xu Xinrou suppressed the heat in her body. Her ankle, which had not yet fully healed, became slow in movement from wearing high heels for a long time. She could only walk to the man by holding on to the wall.

The forbearing expression on Mr. Tan's face as he pressed Jiang Ximeng against the wall was too obvious, and she couldn't ignore it even if she wanted to.

why?

He clearly disliked Jiang Ximeng before, why did his attitude suddenly change?

Tan Yan seemed not to hear what Xu Xinrou said. He turned around and left without even looking at her.

Jiang Ximeng ran back to the hall in one breath. She didn't want to stay here any longer and asked her brother to take her home.

Seeing that his sister's eyes were slightly red, Jiang Mulin guessed that she must be sleepy. After saying hello to the host of the banquet, the two went home.

Passing by a roadside stall, Jiang Ximeng saw a familiar stall and her eyes lit up, "Brother, let's eat skewers!"

Jiang Mulin: ...Aren’t you tired?

An expensive sports car was parked on the side of the road, and Jiang Ximeng came to the door of the stall wearing a down jacket.

Since it is winter, in order to attract customers, the stall owners have ordered small houses wrapped in a layer of transparent plastic for their stalls.

The area is about fifteen to twenty square meters, it does not take up space and is easy to disassemble.

After opening the door, Jiang Ximeng found a seat and sat down. She then pointed to the seat opposite Jiang Mulin and said, "Come and sit down."

"Grandma, both of you."

It was already eleven o'clock at night, and there was no one else here except the Jiang brothers and sisters.

In a corner of the small house, a woman in her sixties took out disposable bowls and chopsticks for two people from a foam box.

When she handed it to the two of them, grandma was visibly stunned, "This..."

The handsome man and beautiful woman were wearing gorgeous clothes, and it was obvious that they were not ordinary people. Grandma suddenly felt uneasy.

Occasionally, some people from well-off families would come to the nearby stalls to eat.

After all, these small stalls have limited services and cannot provide everything. People often find fault with their products and their shops are often smashed to pieces.

They all came out to beg for food, and their stalls were destroyed one after another, so they were terrified every time they saw these rich people.

Jiang Ximeng saw that her grandmother was anxious and said with a smile: "Grandma, we just like to eat the skewers you made."

Beautiful people always give people infinite affinity, especially Jiang Ximeng, who smiles so sincerely.

Grandma couldn't help but laugh too, and put down her bowl and chopsticks, "Hey, I'll start the fire, you guys take your time eating."

There is a long wrought iron table between Jiang Ximeng and Jiang Mulin. There is a long groove in the middle of the table, and a variety of skewers are soaked in the soup in the groove.

Jiang Ximeng took a small bowl and prepared the sauce for the two of them. As the soup in the groove rolled, she picked up a tripe skewer and handed it over, "Brother, try it, it's delicious."

Jiang Mulin hesitated for a few seconds, but couldn't bear to offend his sister, so he raised his hand to take it.

Jiang Ximeng also took a vermicelli skewer, held down the vermicelli with chopsticks, and pulled away the bamboo skewer.

She soaked the vermicelli in the sauce in the bowl before putting it into her mouth. After the vermicelli was swallowed, she smiled with satisfaction.

“It’s really delicious with this sauce.”

Jiang Mulin saw that she was eating with relish and couldn't help swallowing.

He had been busy with socializing the whole night and his stomach was empty. Now, looking at the steaming food, his appetite was aroused.

He imitated his sister, pulled the tripe off the bamboo skewer, coated it with sauce, frowned, and opened his mouth to hold it.

Chew, chew, chew.

Jiang Mulin's frown relaxed and he nodded, "It's really delicious!"

Jiang Ximeng smiled meaningfully, "Yeah, I knew you would like it."

Because my brother in my previous life also liked it...

Ever since my brother became disabled, he has been in a bad mood and can't eat anything.

Until one day, she received her salary and brought her brother to improve their food.

The two chose grandma's shop among many roadside stalls.

That day, my brother ate several skewers of tripe in one go.

She knew then that Jiang Mulin liked to eat this.

However, after a few skewers, he stopped eating and said he was full.

How is that possible? He just doesn't want to spend more money...

Thinking of her past life, Jiang Ximeng pursed her lips.

He raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Mulin, "Brother, if you think it tastes good, eat more."

She has money now.

Jiang Mulin took the time to answer, "Okay!"

Jiang Ximeng raised her lips to smile, her peach blossom eyes curved.

With her cheeks slightly raised, she looks like a beautiful little white fox, captivating.

The transparent plastic had become blurred after being eroded by wind and snow, but Tan Yan could still see her at a glance, and the smile on her face that she had not shown for a long time.

The partition was lowered and the man ordered, "Stop the car."

Hearing the sound, Uncle Zhang parked the car on the side of the road.

He noticed that the young master had been looking at the stall opposite for a long time, so long that Uncle Zhang thought he was asleep.

When he turned around to check, the person behind him spoke faintly, with a lost tone, "Uncle Zhang."

"Yes, Master."

Thinking that the young master was in trouble, Uncle Zhang straightened his back and responded quickly.

"..."

The car was quiet for a while before a small, whisper-like voice was heard, "Jiang Ximeng...is she okay?"

Uncle Zhang was stunned, thinking of the child who always greeted him with a smile, and answered seriously, "Miss Jiang has always been like this."

"Let's go." The partition rose and the vehicle drove away.

Tan Yan leaned back in his chair with his eyes closed, looking gloomy.

It was as if he was the only one who had just discovered something that everyone knew...