My Third Gentleman

Chapter 73 Fire Prevention, Theft, and Anti-Girlfriends (1)

Mu Jinchen pushed the small white hand in front of him, "I don't care about this little thing, and you don't need to care."

"but……"

"Miss Jing, I don't have the habit of letting women pay the bill, let alone take women's money. If you feel uncomfortable, then the lunch just now can be considered as worth it, so be it."

After that, Mu Jinchen opened the door and walked out, leaving Jing Wushuang a tall back.

In the end, it is a person who understands humanity and sophistication, Wushuang can only put the cash back in his wallet.

Characters like him really don't care about such a small amount of money. She just expresses what she wants, and she doesn't have to persist. If she insists, she seems to be petty.

Wushuang walked back to the rest area and continued to have a bite, without a bite of the sandwich that he had not finished just now.

Picking up her mobile phone, slid on WeChat and wanted to browse Moments, and found a new friend in the address book, she clicked on it and almost choked on tuna——

Mu Jinchen actually added her WeChat account. She stared at the **** dog and the two big green words "accept". She didn't know what to do. They weren't friends, right? Isn’t the circle of friends just added to each other?

She ignored it, opened her own photo album, and looked through it back and forth. It seemed that there was no hidden secret, nothing more, there were only a few people in the address book, and it was not necessary to contact.

So, I returned to the address book and clicked Accept.

Mu Jinchen, who just returned to the office, saw an additional message on the WeChat interface. When he swiped it open, he found that the contact person is Wushuang, his profile picture is an ink painting, and a system message: "I passed your friend verification. We can chat."

Mu Jinchen opened up the big ink painting, the fine brushwork was very proficient, and finally saw the seal in the lower right corner, the thin lips could not help but hooked, the stunning face embellished the scenery of the room.

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Wushuang didn't stay in the office for long, because not long after Mu Jinchen left, she received a call from Su Ran, saying that she would come and pick her up and let her go, and she readily agreed.

But as soon as she got there, she knew that she had been sold by Su Ran. She brought her to a tea shop that they occasionally went to. There were already people waiting there. One of them was no stranger to Su Ran’s fiancé. Young Master, the other gentleman, wearing eyes and holding a teacup in his hand, looks like a calm and elegant scholar, with a very handsome profile. He lowered his head and didn't know what he was talking to Jun Xiang.

Wushuang frowned, it's better not to be what she thought, and asked Su Ran in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

"What's going on, I just thought that you hadn't officially introduced Junxiang for so long, and you happen to be free today. Let me tell you a story." Su Ran said innocently.

"What about the one next to it?"

"Oh, that's a junior from Junxiang High School. I heard that he is a top student in the Law Department of Princeton University. He only returned to China a few years ago. I heard that the largest law firm in S City belongs to their family. He is now taking over."

Wushuang held his forehead, just about to say something, Jun Xiang had already seen them and waved at them from a distance.

Su Ran also waved to him, smiling and holding Wushuang over.

Wushuang swears that this is the sweetest time she has ever seen Su Ran smile at Jun Xiang.

Jun Xiang got up and helped them pull out the chairs. As soon as he sat down, he said, "Wu Shuang, let me introduce you officially. I am Jun Xiang, Ran Ran’s fiance. This is my brother Xu Yicheng, Yicheng, my fiancee Ran. Ran, you've seen it. This is Ran Ran's best friend, Jing Wushuang."

Seeing a baby who said that Jenny is going to work slowly and carefully, I was embarrassed. The speed of Jenny's code is very slow. This text is not a fast-paced text, please be more considerate. Don’t forget the tickets and messages you took, okay?

(End of this chapter)