Mr. Wen, show your heart

Chapter 5 Five. Brother-in-law

Yuan Cheng is not the same as Yuan Ke's shaded second generation ancestor.

Yuan Cheng is a high-achieving student who returned from a prestigious American school. He is able to do a job well in the mall and is gradually taking over the family business. Once married, she will be a sure-fire wife. Coaxingly packed Jiang Mingzhu up and sent it up.

Yuan Cheng agreed to get engaged to Jiang Mingzhu, and he was stunned by the jaws of many powerful people in Nancheng. Overnight, the upper circles in Nancheng happily accommodated this once notorious lady. The immediate consequence was that Jiang Shuyuan played mahjong for a week. No matter who you are with, you have never lost.

How did she know that Yuan Cheng hooked up with Jiang Chuchu just after returning to China.Yuan Cheng kept silent, and Jiang Chuchu naturally wouldn't make fun of this, and acted like a real first time meeting.

Thinking about it this way, when she looked up and saw everyone staring at her dissatisfied, she realized that she hadn't replied to Yuan Cheng's question due to fugue. The older sister who has no manners looks embarrassed.

Seeing that the coffee he drank in the afternoon began to churn in his stomach, Jiang Chuchu hurriedly looked away.

Jiang Shuyuan frowned and glanced at her, "I changed my shoes, what does it look like, this is my new carpet."

Jiang Chuchu said "oh" nonchalantly, took off her shoes with her left foot and right foot, and went upstairs barefoot, before entering the house, she heard Jiang Fusheng snorted coldly, "Look, how do you teach Come up with something like this."

The excitement downstairs lasted for a long time. When it was time for dinner, no one came to ask Jiang Chuchu to have dinner. Jiang Chuchu didn't care. She took off her makeup leisurely, walked to the bed with her slippers on, and lifted the easel covered with a white cloth. Squeeze a little oil paint on the board and sketch it carelessly.

On the tip of the moon, the floor-to-ceiling windows are wide open, the white curtains are fluttering in the wind, the exaggerated crystal lamp is on, and the glare falls on the girl, as if she is wearing a dress enchanted with radiance. There is a full-length mirror beside Jiang Chuchu. She occasionally glances at it while she is painting, just to appreciate the beauties and relax.

The door was knocked regularly.

Jiang Chuchu slightly raised the volume, "It's unlocked, come in."

People outside heard it, and after a few seconds, the door opened.

"Let it go."

Jiang Chuchu would drink milk before going to bed, thinking it was brought by her aunt at home, but she didn't turn her head back, and there were sufficiently abstract and unknown patterns sketched on her hands.

The expected answer did not appear, the man walked in and stood behind her silently.

There was a burst of bitter scent of cologne from the nose, Jiang Chuchu's brush paused in mid-air, and the bright red oil paint dripped down and landed in a conspicuous place, ruining the painting.

Jiang Chuchu frowned, stopped painting, threw the pen on the canvas casually, turned around, leaned lazily with her arms on the armrest, and looked up at the person who came.

"What are you doing here? You're not afraid of being discovered by them. Brother-in-law?"

The person who came up was Yuan Cheng.

He didn't avoid suspicion, and put one hand on her armrest, covering the girl under his shadow, and looked down at this delicate face with the light refracted by the crystal lamp.

"I heard you're going to be an intern soon?"

Jiang Chuchu backed away from his approach, and let out an "um" in her nose.

Her evasive movement made Yuan Cheng narrow his eyes slightly. After a pause, he stood up straight, straightened his cuffs, and said in a natural tone.

"Come to my company."

(End of this chapter)