Mr. Wen, show your heart

Chapter 272 Chapter 270 Two·Just want to share with him

Ignoring Jiang Shuyuan's cries, Jiang Fusheng resolutely called the police. After 40 hours, she was found and the kidnappers fled.

When she came back from saving Jiang Mingzhu, Jiang Mingzhu's clothes were disheveled and she looked crazy, and she screamed when others touched her.

At that time, Jiang Chuchu was still young and didn't know what this meant.

The matter just disappeared without a trace. The Jiang family did not pursue it aggressively, but quietly covered it up. No one asked if the kidnappers had been caught, and Jiang Mingzhu's sanity quickly returned to normal.

At first Jiang Chuchu didn't understand why, but gradually, the older she got, the more she understood... She felt sorry for what happened to Jiang Mingzhu, but felt chilled by the silence of Jiang Fusheng and Jiang Shuyuan.

Or for the so-called face.

The selfish gene flows in the Jiang family's blood, and it is like a plague, constantly infecting those who are close to them.

It is true that Jiang Mingzhu was innocent at that time, but she was not a virgin, and she would not take the faults that did not belong to her. At first, because of this secret sympathy, she wanted to treat this person who was worse than her well. The "sister" who was one year older, but later, Jiang Mingzhu became abnormal in the self-pity and self-sorrow day after day. Coupled with Jiang Shuyuan's naked bias, Jiang Mingzhu became more and more hypocritical and targeted her more and more.

What could be more hurtful than such vicious rumors, as long as Jiang Mingzhu's experience is released, no matter whether people believe it or not, the rumors and malicious eyes will peel off a layer of Jiang Mingzhu's skin.However, even when she hated Jiang Mingzhu the most, Jiang Chuchu never thought of making this matter public.

But obviously, her last kindness did not impress Jiang Mingzhu.

Therefore, Jiang Chuchu took the initiative to fight back, and that is now - this reporter was her babysitter.

The reporter obviously still had a card in his hand, Jiang Mingzhu's face tightened, and she reached out to cover the microphone with a gloomy face.

"Nonsense, which magazine are you from!"

Because of this sudden situation, the interview with the champion, which was originally good, suddenly became chaotic.

At this time, Smith pushed aside the reporter and came over, first shook hands with Jiang Chuchu, then walked in front of Jiang Mingzhu, frowning, with a serious face, speaking unfamiliar Chinese.

"Miss Jiang Mingzhu, can you talk to us about this matter?"

……

Professor Bai seemed a little worried. She wanted to ask Jiang Chuchu something, but she didn't ask, she just said.

"You guys go back first, I'll wait here for Jiang Mingzhu, she... hey, why did this happen."

Professor Bai cherishes talent, even if he was slightly disappointed with Jiang Mingzhu before, he can't do anything about leaving her here alone at this moment.

Jiang Chuchu nodded, and naturally she couldn't tell Professor Bai that she was the one who found the reporter, just as she wouldn't tell Professor Bai that Jiang Mingzhu injured her hand.

Walking out of the art gallery, she took a deep breath of the smoggy atmosphere in England, but Jiang Chuchu felt that she was about to fly lightly all over her body, but a sense of emptiness came to her, and she had no time to think carefully about what this emptiness meant. Liu Yan Suddenly stopped her.

"neat."

"kindness?"

"...in front of you."

Jiang Chuchu turned her head and looked forward, among the blond and blue-eyed British men and women passing by in the street, a retrograde figure was particularly obvious.

The man who could never be described in English, and could only be described by adjectives such as "zhilanyushu" and "a gentleman is like jade" in the profound Chinese, walked to a place about ten meters away from her and stopped.

He opened his mouth, smiled and said something.

The wind took his voice away.

But Jiang Chuchu understood the shape of his mouth, he was talking.

"Chuchu, congratulations."

At that moment, the emptiness in my heart was quietly filled.

Jiang Chuchu ran, not too far away, she ran over in a few steps, and slammed into Wen Jiusi's arms. With her momentum, Wen Jiusi hugged her like a baby.

Jiang Chuchu buried her head in his neck, it turned out that those uncertain losses just wanted to be shared with him.

Looking at their embracing figure, Liu Yan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled slowly.

Across the street, a shiny black Buick parked quietly by the side of the road. The air pressure inside the car was very low, as if winter was coming.

The driver turned his head and said carefully.

"Mr. Yuan, we have already dealt with that British woman who met you earlier, and we will never let her talk nonsense."

Yuan Cheng's gaze didn't even move away from the pair of embracing men and women, but just gave him a "graciousness".

After a while, I heard Yuan Cheng speak again coldly.

"Check it again. Don't let others know that I went to him. That person is a dangerous person."

"Yes, Mr. Yuan."

Yuan Cheng opened the bag on his knee and took out an injection. Through the sunlight, he turned the wall of the tube, and the liquid inside was clear and transparent. Who would have thought that it could become the beginning of destroying a family?

Jiang Chuchu and Wen Jiusi are still together, like lovers reunited in a foreign country, they don't want to be separated from each other for a second.

Yuan Cheng took a deep breath with a cool tone.

"Chuchu, you will know that only me is your only choice."

Of course, Yuan Cheng's rhetoric could not reach Jiang Chuchu's ears, but even if she heard it, she would just roll her eyes and curse, "Roll over, baby cow"!
At this moment, Jiang Chuchu is still held in Wen Jiusi's arms, and the plot of the foreign idol drama is being staged. Jiang Chuchu has both fame and beauty, and she can be said to be at the pinnacle of her life.

A few minutes passed, and the two were still tired of being together—it wasn't that Wen Jiusi's possessiveness burst suddenly and he insisted on holding the little fairy in his arms, but that Jiang Chuchu relied on her long legs and wore long trousers, her legs were almost crossed Clinging to his waist, Wen Jiusi couldn't let go of her even if she wanted to.

Wen Jiusi: ...

Wen Jiusi: "Chuchu, do you have a wrong measurement of your weight?"

Huh?
The pink bubbles burst in a second.

Jiang Chuchu pouted tenderly, made a hypocritical "hum" from the end of her nose, and reluctantly fell to the ground.

Wen Jiusi helped her straighten the hem of some turned up clothes, and brushed her broken hair to her ears. Jiang Chuchu didn't think of asking for responsibility until then.

She "didn't admit it after eating", and took a step back with her hands on her hips.

"Tell me, why can't you get through on your phone?"

Wen Jiusi looked innocent.

"Didn't I have to turn off the phone at the airport?"

"It's really tiring to rush all the way here, but it's really worth it to see you so happy and witness you winning the award."

Longevity, since when did this man talk so slipperyly when he talked about love, it makes people... want to criticize him but can't open his mouth.

(End of this chapter)