She was not sure whether song Ran's words were true or not, so she tossed her hair around in the middle of the night, thinking about how she would tell Tang Ji'an.

She thought that Tang Ji'an had just told her not to go to the procuratorate. She didn't tell her she couldn't go to Sinan mansion. So Let's go to Sinan mansion again.

No matter what he thinks in his heart, she will make it clear today.

She took a red umbrella and went out the door.

The sky was dark, and she was also a little depressed. She went to Sinan residence with uncertainty about the future situation.

Outside the courtyard of his foreign-style house, she was waiting with an umbrella. She remembered that Zhong Qi had the key to his home, which made her feel a little unbalanced.

In the rainy evening of early summer, you can see the girl's thoughts of spring.

Like a person, will put him in the heart, will care about all his things, because of the people around him and worry about gain and loss.

Mu Mian, it's deep.

At 7:30, the procuratorate and Tang Jian finished the day's work and left the office. They happened to meet president Zhao and said, "president Zhao, I asked Zhong Qi to move back to the sixth floor yesterday. I think it's more convenient for her to communicate with other prosecutors. Do you have any problems?"

The face that should be given to the president is still to be given. After all, the official rank is higher.

How could such a talented person like president Zhao come to the fore for Zhong Qi? The vice court of Tang never oppressed him with his own identity and background. He admired and admired this young man.

He and good said: "I think the Tang vice court is very well considered. Zhong Qi, after all, is a prosecutor. She is on the seventh floor, which is really not suitable. I originally wanted to transfer her back to the sixth floor recently, but I would like to ask you to speak first."

Tang Ji'an smiles and works with smart people without any difficulty. It's very good.

"Well, thank you for your understanding."

"Do you want me in your case?"

Tang Ji'an waved his hand: "it is obvious that the chairman of Red Star refused to accept the judgment and asked someone to retaliate against me. I would be afraid of such a person. I don't need the Zhao court to come forward. When the time comes, say that our procuratorate bullies others. Don't worry, I will handle it well."

Zhao Yuan smiles: "I'm sure I'm at ease with you."

They chatted a few more words and then said goodbye.

Sinan mansion, Mu Mian waited for a long time. It rained harder and harder. Just when she began to deny herself and wanted to run away, she saw Tang Jian's car coming in the distance. His car was slowly approaching. She nervously clenched the handle of the umbrella, and she gulped. Her throat was a little loud, and her heart beat was very loud. Thumping, one sound after another, as if to jump out Throat.

Or, go. She has no confidence and courage. She can't afford to lose that person. She wants to go. She has to go.

I wanted to go, but my feet didn't move.

Tang Jian sat in the car and saw Mu Mian through the rain curtain. His fatigue for several days passed away. In this moment, he was in a good mood.

He stretched out his hand to open the door of the car without an umbrella, so he got out of the car. Six uncle called out: "Jian, it's raining heavily..."

Tang Ji'an stepped over to her and got under her umbrella. There was rain dripping down along the umbrella. He looked down and raised his eyes, reflecting the streetlights and endless rain. Mu Mian was stunned.

He's so beautiful