Mr. Wen, show your heart

Chapter 287 Chapter 280 Seven If you don't mind having a mother-in-law who is about your age
General Zhao's eloquence was eloquent, from finding out what was wrong with the Shichang Square land, to how they planned to push it to Wen Rong, to predicting how Wen Rong would die, to finding out that Wu Yuan's death had something to do with Wen Rong. What kind of connection? In the end, Wen Ren, Wen Rong and his son would talk about all the problems they would face...

Xiao Zhao said firmly, "Miss Jiang, you don't have to worry at all, just wait and see. I have been with Mr. Wen for so long, and I haven't seen him lose yet."

Jiang Chuchu: ...

Your mouthful of tainted milk is equivalent to setting up a huge flag, you know...

Jiang Chuchu didn't ask any more details, anyway, according to what Xiao Zhao said, he will know in a few days.

She fell silent.

Xiao Zhao saw that she was not very good-natured, so he spoke cautiously.

"To put it mildly, although Mr. Wen didn't say it on the surface, I can tell that I hope the life he can give you is the kind of Haiqing River Banquet, the world is peaceful, and not like a house fighting palace all day long. Yes, work hard."

Jiang Chuchu muttered to herself, "How did he know that I don't like house fighting dramas..."

Xiao Zhao: ...

A woman is a terrible animal.

This is about to become a knot in Jiang Chuchu's heart. Wen Jiusi feels that she can't go through the wind and rain. Every time she proposes to participate in something, the man does not refuse on the surface, but secretly speeds up and settles everything by himself. This kind of behavior is better. It's considered considerate, but it's called controlling at worst.

Jiang Chuchu was angry. Aren't psychiatrists very insightful?But why doesn't he know what he really wants?What she wanted was never to be a canary enjoying wealth and honor, but to grow up day by day, until one day she could stand side by side with him...

Xiao Zhao anxiously looked at Jiang Chuchu's expression that was cloudy and clear for a while.

After a while, Jiang Chuchu finally raised her head and asked seriously, "...Can I visit the prison?"

Xiao Zhao: OO...let's say goodbye.

Don't you want to be naughty at any time?
Xiao Zhao suddenly felt that he was living like a eunuch.

"Ahem, Mr. Wen didn't commit any crime. He said that the investigation was just restricting his personal freedom. Someone arranged a temporary residence for Mr. Wen. It's not good for you to go..."

Jiang Chuchu understood, "Ah... so it's not locked in the police station."

It seems to be a little disappointed.

However, apart from the secret discomfort, Xiao Zhao's words really reassured Jiang Chuchu, allowing her to think about other things, such as freeing up her hands to clean up Jiang Mingzhu.

She asked Xiao Zhao to help her contact the reporter who followed the game, and was going to discuss the follow-up plan.

Wen Jiusi's second day of "going in", a sunny Saturday.

A secluded coffee shop.

The reporter didn't see it, but saw a person who should not be in Kyoto anymore.

"Is this the person you found for me?"

Xiao Zhao whispered in Jiang Chuchu's ear, "Mr. Wen said that there is cooperation with Mr. Song now, so you don't need it for nothing."

Jiang Chuchu understood that if Song Chu was willing to help, it would be twice the result with half the effort.

"Song Chuyi, why haven't you returned to Jiangcheng yet?"

Next to Xiao Zhao was Mr. Song, the smiling tiger, a tiger in the early autumn of August, and the weather was still hot. Song Chuyi got a fan from somewhere and waved it by himself, which seemed a bit romantic.

"Chuchu, haven't you noticed, I'm here to be a hero."

Jiang Chuchu didn't buy it, "You are here to be a bear."

Before Song Chuyi could speak, there was a "bang bang" knocking sound from the glass window next to him. Everyone followed the sound and saw a girl holding an ice cream in one hand and knocking on the window with the other. Seeing Jiang Chuchu looking over, she waved excitedly. waved.

Xiao Zhao asked cautiously, "Miss Jiang, is this someone you know? Do you need us to avoid it?"

Jiang Chuchu shook her head, "It doesn't matter."

After the two asked and answered, the girl outside had already walked in, and she threw herself on Jiang Chuchu as soon as she met her.

"Chuchu! Long time no see."

It was Song Sirong.

Jiang Chuchu hugged her and let go, "It hasn't been long." Counting the week of going abroad and the week after returning, it was only half a month.

"Then I'm really bored for the past half month. Do you want ice cream?"

"No, come and sit."

Song Sirong sat beside Jiang Chuchu and looked across from her.

"Hey, these two are your friends... ah..."

Just halfway through speaking, Song Sirong saw Song Chuyi and suddenly had a petrification reaction.

At first Jiang Chuchu thought that the two knew each other, but seeing Song Chuyi's blank eyes, he knew that was not the case.

Unexpected people came to the scene, and Xiao Zhao said a few irrelevant words to delay the time.

Song Sirong didn't say anything, just grabbed Jiang Chuchu's arm and shook it violently, her eyes almost popped out, Jiang Chuchu instantly realized that she thought Song Chuyi was very handsome.

This is the tacit understanding that belongs to the color control.

——Although Jiang Chuchu didn't agree with Song Sirong's aesthetics.

The arm was really hurt from being grabbed, Jiang Chuchu couldn't help but cleared her throat three times, and finally woke up Song Sirong, who was automatically immersed in some plot and blushed.

Song Sirong stood up with a "bang", "I'm going to the bathroom."

After all, she picked up her bag and ran away.

The two big men were completely confused, not knowing what happened to the girl.

After a short sigh, while Song Sirong was away, several people discussed the business.

Jiang Chuchu went straight to the point, "You're here because you know what I'm going to do? Originally, I was going to get Jiang Mingzhu out of that reporter, but with you here, I have a great idea."

At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, they put away their folding fans one by one, and leaned forward, "I would like to hear the details."

"Compared to a reporter with little influence, it is naturally better for someone to stand up and add fire."

"Makes sense, like?"

Jiang Chuchu smiled like a flower, "For example...you go back and find Jiang Xiaying, and ask her to stand up and expose the true face of Jiang Mingzhu, the lotus."

Song Chuyi nodded simply, "Okay."

Jiang Chuchu looked at Song Chuyi, and didn't expect him to agree so happily.

According to Jiang Xiaying's unprofitable temperament, how can it be so simple to persuade, some people have a problem with their brains, and they can really nod to anything...

But Song Chuyi was obviously not joking, he stared at Jiang Chuchu, "I'll go back to Jiangcheng tomorrow."

It happened that Song Sirong came back at this time, Jiang Chuchu saw it, hey, reapplied powder and lipstick, and repainted eyeliner.

She must have heard Song Chuyi's last words, and stroked her hair timidly.

"Mr. Song, right? I'm also going to Jiangcheng to collect wind. If you go back, can you give me a lift?"

Jiang Chuchu:?

This self-acquaintance is a bit too much, and when did Song Sirong become so hardworking?

But in a flash, Jiang Chuchu smiled playfully, "Of course, if you don't mind having a mother-in-law who is about the same age as you."

Song Sirong: "?"

Song Chuyi: "???"

　Suddenly wanted to write about orthopedics (cross out)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)