The Boss is Very Busy

He moved naturally to take the other's schoolbag, and then stared at it. The tone was as steady as before, and as before, he opened his thin lips and called out.

"Cotton cotton."

MuMian nodded, glanced at the schoolbag he took over, the snow-white fingertips easily hooked, still as delicate and beautiful as a work of art.

She turned her gaze back and looked at Jiang Jin, "Brother Jiang, when did you come back?"

In recent years, Jiangjin has gone home very few times, and has basically been on business trips.

The company has just been established, and there are many things. For a while, he was busy and couldn't get away.

Jiang Jin answered calmly: "Afternoon."

MuMian nodded and followed him to the car. She asked in confusion, "Does Uncle Jiang and Aunt Jiang know?"

Jiang Jin: "I know."

"Then when are you going back?"

Open the car door and sit in, fasten the seat belt, Jiang Jin glanced at her lightly, "The day after tomorrow."

His company and his home are not in the same administrative area. In order to facilitate his work, Jiang Jin simply bought an apartment next to the company. He has not come back several times during the year when he is so busy.

MuMian nodded and stopped asking.

The atmosphere was quiet for two seconds, and the boy suddenly said coldly, "Did you finish?"

MuMian blinked, subconsciously humming.

The young boy's slender and white fingers rubbed a few times on the pitch-black steering wheel, his thin, pale lips were pressed tightly, and his delicate eyebrows furrowed.

Anyone who is familiar with him knows that he is in a bad mood.

His expression was cold, his tone was not very gentle, and his pitch-black eyes narrowed slightly, Jiang Jin looked over, "Who was that just now?"

The girl had an inexplicable meal, and then realized that he was asking Xiaobancao, so MuMian said ambiguously: "It's my classmate, but not very familiar."

Jiang Jin opened the car window, he looked out the window, his deep eyebrows tightened, "Classmate? What unfamiliar classmate has said for so long."

"...He asked a little question."

The boy was expressionless.

"Can you communicate?"

"..." MuMian nodded very sincerely, and added: "But I didn't agree."

Jiang Jin's jade-white fingers flexed slightly and tapped on his leg. He suddenly looked at MuMian.

The dark and clear eyes stared at the girl for a few seconds, then gently raised his hand, rubbed her head, and his tone softened a lot.

"My brother didn't let you fall in love, it's just that you are still young and wait for you to be older."

MuMian hummed, "I know."

Jiang Jin stroked her long hair. When he was away, no one braided her every day. The girl's soft long hair was casually placed on her back.

But it still looks good.

He asked in a cold voice.

"Can't fall in love early, you know?"

He is like a broken old father now, and his younger sister is so beautiful that he has to watch out a lot.

Several of Jiang Jin's friends also have sisters, but he still thinks his sister is the most beautiful. Although the two are not related by blood, Jiang Jin feels that the other party seems to be more important than anything else.

After I told him, after the other party clearly expressed his attitude, the young man's heart that had been hanging in the air was slightly relieved. On the way back, Jiang Jin's white fingers clenched the steering wheel.

He glanced to the side and suddenly asked, "It's time for the third year of high school. Have you decided which school to go to?"