Chapter 1399

At about eight o'clock in the evening, it began to snow. Because it was the end of the year, Tang Jian was busy with his work. He turned over the information on his hands and waited for mu Mian to finish his work.

Suddenly, there is an illusion that they are like lovers or husband and wife. The husband waits for his wife to finish work and then go home together.

He shook his head and continued to look at the file at hand.

At about 8:30, uncle Liu whispered, "Jian, look..."

He looked up, and Mu Mian came out. There was a man talking to her. She seemed impatient. The man even started to pull her hand. Mu Mian threw him away.

Tang Jian squinted, then reached for the door and walked over.

Mu Mian looked at Liao Zheng in front of her, and said in righteous words: "Mr. Liao, please get out of the way. I'm going home."

Liao Zheng made a deep and unrepentant look: "you used to call me my brother, how do you call me Mr. Liao now?"

At that time, she didn't know anything about the world. She was not good at learning.

Now I know that Liao Zheng is nothing but gold and jade. Among them, she is really a scum. When she gets along with her, she is also entangled with the thousands of rich businessmen.

Finally, it was Liao Zheng who established a relationship with the jeweler's daughter, and she realized that she had been broken up.

How can such a person come back to her now?

Because she's famous? Just back?

When she Mu Mian is a soft persimmon?

She Mu Mian is he to move, then swing to go?

Do his spring and autumn dream!

Mu Mian sneered, "we have nothing to do now. I should call you Mr. Liao."

"If you like, we can start again," Liao said

Mu Mian almost rolled his eyes: "if you say the end is over, if you say the beginning will start, Mr. Liao, do you take yourself seriously?"

Liao Zheng looked at her affectionately: "do you still resent me for the original thing? I had to. I had a hard time. Would you listen to me explain it to you slowly

Explain it slowly? You can make a lot of nonsense!

Tang Ji'an pushed open the iron gate of the yard, walked quickly past, and stood behind Mu Mian. He spoke slowly. His voice was deep, sexy and sweet: "who is this?"

Mu Mian was surprised. She didn't expect Tang Jian to come here. Normally, Tang Jian would wait for her at home and listen to his troubles.

He won't come to her on his own initiative.

She looked back at him. The tall man was wearing a long dark blue coat. Due to the heavy snow outside, he had some snow on his head and shoulders. The dim yellow light in the yard shone on his face.

Comparing Liao Zheng in front of him, Mu Mian thinks of a word

Texture!

Yes, texture. Tang Ji'an has too much texture. It is like the experience of the Republic of China, which experienced years of precipitation, but still exudes the charm of noble childe.

He is not conspicuous, very low-key, when not angry, his eyebrows and eyes are peaceful, as if no one can get into his eyes.

It seems that the noble young master of a large family who has been lost in the old time can not help but stay on him, so that people who don't know him can at first glance be convinced by the irresistible silent majesty emanating from his whole body.

"Who is this?"

Tang Jian looked at the stunned Mu Mian and asked again in a low voice.