forced to be the lover of a mortal enemy

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Jiang Lun was a little silent after listening to Xu Yueliang's analysis.

It's not that he didn't think of it, but it was like walking into a dead end, and he didn't want to think about it.

"Lin Yue'e is beautiful, has a high IQ, and is talented. She is not the kind of person who doesn't know anything, so how can she accept it?" Xu Yueliang spread her hands and said earnestly, "And as long as you get along with Mr. Lin, You can clearly feel that this person can be dealt with, don't keep thinking about his shortcomings, in recent years, Lao Xing hasn't confronted Lin Yun, why bother."

"I'm not because of Lao Xing..."

"I know, I know, you misunderstood him because you didn't know him well before." Xu Yueliang interrupted Jiang Lun with an understanding expression, "Since you have established a relationship, don't think about the previous things Come on, good boy, he can be regarded as your official first love, talk about it."

"I see." Jiang Lun pursed his lips in response, a little allergic to the word first love.

"If you had chosen Mr. Lin before, I might have persuaded you to think more about it, but, hey, look at Qi Bieting..." Xu Yueliang shook her head with emotion, and concluded, "There is no harm without comparison, your vision It’s really not good, but luckily that guy is also blind.”

"I hung up the phone, you play slowly!"

Jiang Lun hung up the phone angrily, and expressed his anger by posting a cat gritted his teeth in the chat box.

Jiang Lun drove home on Saturday morning.

This week, Lin Yun was still the same as usual, he didn't come to disturb Jiang Lun himself, but let Jiang Lun receive the flowers he ordered on time, rain or shine.

Sometimes it's a bouquet of lilies, sometimes it's a bouquet of blue enchantresses, sometimes it's tulips.

The floral fragrance is strong, the artistic conception is very good, and it is also very beautiful, but it is a pity that there are no flowers in the office!

Maybe a patient who came that day was allergic to pollen. If something goes wrong, it will be serious.

Jiang Lun solemnly told Lin Yun not to send flowers to the office in the chat interface, as this would affect his work, and Jiang Lun's location for receiving flowers became an apartment.

Forget it, think of it as a free air freshener.

The Jiang family's old house is on the hill near the Wetland Park in the East District, and there is a huge artificial lake nearby.

The area on the mountain is full of villas, and several villa areas have been developed in different blocks. The location of the new villa group and the old villa group are different, and the style is different.

Old houses like the Jiang's house occupy the best locations, and the style is also an old-style Chinese-style small western-style building.

As soon as the car enters the East District, the green area visible to the naked eye is incomparable with other districts. Driving all the way up from the wide road, you can see the villas with red roofs hidden behind the lush woods.

"Jiang Jiang is back."

Shen Weixiang was wearing loose clothes, holding a puppet cat in his arms, sitting on a white hanging bed in the yard basking in the sun, saw Jiang Lun coming back, stood up and said, "Your father will come back in the afternoon, let's go have a drink together in the evening. "

"What wine? Who's married?" Jiang Lun stepped forward to squeeze Shen Weixiang's shoulders, and teased the arrogant puppet by the way.

"Get married," Shen Weixiang heard Jiang Lun's words, and drew out the tone meaningfully, "I want you to get married soon. You are so old, but I didn't bring anyone back."

"..."

It's coming again, it's coming again, this devilish topic, Jiang Lun wants to smash his own mouth, and talk about marriage properly.

"I see, isn't this...inappropriate." Jiang Lun acted like a baby in a low voice, pulling Shen Weixiang's sleeve with his hands.

Shen Weixiang was just playing with Jiang Lun, but when she heard Jiang Lun acting like a baby, she giggled, "Okay, okay, how old is he, and he's still the same as when he was a child."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to rub Jiang Lun's hair, and said softly, "I asked Aunt Wang to stew hoof flowers. I don't think there will be anything delicious at the banquet tonight. You should eat more at noon and make up for it. You look thinner." gone."

Jiang Lun looked at his small arms silently, and said that he had lost weight if he didn't go home.

Mom, in fact, I can afford to eat outside!

At noon, under the supervision of Shen Weixiang, Jiang Lun's belly was full from eating, and he walked around for half an hour before he felt that he had successfully digested his food.

In the afternoon, Jiang Lun accompanied Shen Weixiang to do handwork for a while. Shen Weixiang seldom manages work now, and spends most of her time cultivating interests, such as the embroidery she is learning now, but embroidery hurts her eyes, so every time she practiced for a while, she had to rest.

Originally scheduled to leave for the banquet at 03:30, I thought arriving early would be a way to make new friends, so please be polite. Shen Weixiang dressed up and waited in the living room for a long time, but Father Jiang didn't come back for a long time.

During the waiting period, Shen Weixiang called Jiang's father several times to remind him, but the other party didn't answer. I said it and made an appointment, but now I don't even answer the phone.

In order to ease his mother's emotions, Jiang Lun carefully beat Shen Weixiang's legs and hair.

"Your dad is really going too far!" Shen Weixiang's chest heaved, and he dropped his phone on the sofa. "I think he doesn't want to stay at home, and his heart is running out."

I waited in the living room for a long time, and didn't hear the sound of the car appearing in the yard until it was four o'clock and five o'clock.

Father Jiang was wearing a casual coat and walked into the room slowly, just in time to see Jiang Lun and Shen Weixiang sitting on the sofa silently, with serious expressions on their faces.

"Xiao Lun is back." Father Jiang's tone was drawn out, with a sense of leisure.

"Well, Dad." Jiang Lun responded, and asked tentatively, "Is the company busy today? Why are you only here now?"

Jiang's father paused his hand, picked up the cup from the table, hummed, and took a sip of tea, "I'm busy all day long, when are you willing to join the company, give me a hand to your father, I will really Take it easy."

"Forget it, I didn't learn this," Jiang Lun smiled awkwardly, and didn't take Jiang's father's words seriously. "It's better to leave this to professional people. If I go, it will only be a disservice."

"Let's go when you come back, hurry up at this time to see if you can catch up," Shen Weixiang stood up, and said displeasedly, "I told you the time before, and you promised well, but it turned out to be delayed today." It’s running out of time! I can’t get through on the phone, I don’t know what you are busy with!”

"Tsk, you are walking home if you can't get through. What can you do to reply?" Jiang's father listened to Shen Weixiang's tone, and did not show weakness, and the impatience in his tone was about to overflow. Talk about some small things at night, are you annoying?"

"Jiang Zhuo!" Shen Weixiang raised the volume.

"What are you shouting for? Do you still want to leave?" Father Jiang turned around, his brows and eyes full of irritability.

Standing behind them, Jiang Lun sighed slightly. Although it was true that his father did something wrong, it was not easy for him to intervene. If he interjected, he would be mobbed, saying what a child knows.

Because the whole family was traveling, they chose a car with a lot of space. The driver was already waiting beside him. After getting in the car, Jiang Lun consciously walked to the last row. Instead, he sat in front of him.

It is estimated that this situation will not be relieved until the evening.

Jiang Lun looked forward, and he happened to be able to see the collar inside from Father Jiang's back.

Jiang Lun was bored looking for a fulcrum for his gaze. Suddenly, Jiang Lun's gaze stopped at a position on the back of Jiang's father's neck.

[The author has something to say: Second watch, raise your hand weakly, there is not a single drop left.orz]