Mr. Wen, show your heart

Chapter 147 Chapter 140 Seven·Chu Chu, You Belong To Me Only

Jiang Chuchu broke free from his arms.

"I know Mr. Jiang's urination best. He can't do anything. In my eyes, you are also a beautiful jade, the kind of flawless white jade. I am even more reluctant to let you confront him head-on."

After thinking about it, Jiang Chuchu added.

"And what can you do? The two of us are deeply in love, you must not go to Lan Ziqi to blow this pillow wind."

Wen Jiusi looked at her with an indescribable expression, until Jiang Chuchu couldn't figure it out, and a puzzled expression appeared in his eyes, then he sighed slowly.

"Chuchu, you have never tried to understand me, nor have you asked whether I have the ability to solve the problems around you."

Jiang Chuchu muttered, "You didn't tell me either."

Wen Jiusi smiled indulgently, looking helpless.

"Do you want me to show you all my family background? How much money do I have? How many houses do I have? What are the identities of my parents? Where do I live in Kyoto... If you ask me about these things, I will definitely have no reservations Tell you... I, too, have been waiting for you to ask me."

When he said these words, the corners of his eyes were softly drawn down, coupled with a vague look of anticipation, which made his whole expression extremely vivid.

It just so happened that a nurse came over with a tray of medicine. She might be going downstairs. When she passed the two of them sideways, she couldn't help but glance at Jiang Chuchu with envy.

Such a handsome man, but he only looked at her alone.

Jiang Chuchu shut her mouth and didn't speak.

——Later, she recalled her silence at this moment many times, and she was trying to analyze her mood at that time. It's not that she really didn't care, or she didn't guess Wen Jiusi's origin, his knowledge, his bearing, and his behavior ... All of them show that he has an extraordinary background.

But she just hopes that Wen Jiusi is just an ordinary psychiatrist, so that she can stay with her in Nancheng all the time, and she doesn't have to be afraid...

She herself didn't know what she was afraid of.

Jiang Chuchu only remembered a trace of obvious sadness in Wen Jiusi's eyes, and then his eyes were firm.

His thin, slightly cool lips kissed her forehead slowly.

"Chuchu, don't think too much, you belong to me alone."

You belong to me alone.

These words are like tattoos, they are engraved on Jiang Chuchu's body one by one.

She suddenly felt uneasy.

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But no matter what, Wen Jiusi agreed to let Jiang Chuchu handle this matter by himself, and ran Jiang Chuchu to Song Chuyi's ward with great patience, watching the two of them face to head, muttering, Coupled with Song Chuyi's cowardly appearance after "recovering from a serious illness", it is like two quails preparing to play tricks.
As soon as Jiang Chuchu got home, before she had time to enter the door, she heard Jiang Fusheng scolding angrily.

She looked at Wu Ma, Wu Ma lowered her voice.

"There was a thief at home, and the police just left."

What happened to being thieves was obviously those people brought back by Jiang Xiaying, who looted things and ran away. Jiang Fusheng felt ashamed and just whitewashed the peace to the outside world.

As soon as he entered the living room, a cup was thrown over, and the flying fragments almost hit Jiang Chuchu.

She quickly patted her chest to let go.

It was Jiang Xiaying that Jiang Fusheng smashed on the ground.

Jiang Xiaying was wiping away her tears, looking like a weak willow supporting the wind, pressing one hand on the handle of the seat to barely maintain her figure.

(End of this chapter)