Chapter 1033

Wang Zhen was stunned: "Jiang Xu?"

How can she not know Jiang Su! In the past few days, the name has gone crazy in Beijing.

Since she is Jiang Xu, then

Wang Zhen looks at Fu Chenhan who hasn't said anything.

Fu Chenhan didn't even give Wang Zhen a look. He looked at the report on his mobile phone.

Wang Zhen stood up in surprise: "Jiang, Miss Jiang... Mr. Han!"

Jiang Xiu propped up his chin and said, "Mrs. Wang, sit up and do what?"

Wang Zhen sat down in fear and said: "two... What's the reason for your sudden visit? It's Yue Qianjun who did something wrong. It has nothing to do with me! And you“ She went to scold Wang Siqi: "Han Ye and Miss Jiang are here. You don't know how to say it! Also said is your friend, you match you“

Wang Siqi bowed her head and did not dare to speak.

Jiang Xiu frowned slightly and said, "OK, what a big thing."

Wang Zhen quickly laughed: "yes... Yes, what Miss Jiang said is." She said tentatively, "I don't know why Miss Jiang is here..."

Jiang Xu said faintly: "it's not a big deal. I met Miss Wang downstairs today. She said she wanted to see Fu Chenhan, so I took her to see her. After seeing her, I knew that Miss Wang was facing the situation of being sold by her own mother..."

Wang Zhen said quickly: "Miss Jiang, don't listen to this dead girl's nonsense! I'm her mother. How could I sell her?! That's serious talk about marriage! Mr. Li's wife went there two years ago. I was thinking about marrying her into the Li family. How can I see that she was married high? "

"You say Li Guangguo?" Ginger whew a smile: "Miss Wang can be his great granddaughter, marry her in the past, is high marry?"

Wang Zhen's face changed and said, "I can't say that. Now my family's situation... I can't help it!"

She turned her eyes and said, "if Miss Jiang doesn't like it, it's OK. You ask Han Ye to take Qiqi. As long as Han Ye protects our family, it's not easy to say anything."

Wang Siqi's face turned red and said, "Mom! What are you talking about? "

Wang Zhen said, "isn't what I said true?"

Jiang Xu is not angry, looking at Fu Chenhan: "what do you think?"

Fu Chenhan was helpless: "where did I provoke you again?"

Jiang Xu's recent temper is very repetitive. Sometimes she gets angry, and Fu Chenhan doesn't know why.

Jiang Xiu looked at him for a long time before he said, "nothing."

She light way: "Mrs. Wang, disaster comes from the mouth, later think clear again talk."

She stood up, looked at Wang Zhen in disgust and said, "otherwise, even if you sell yourself, you can't keep yourself."

Wang Zhen shivered: "Miss Jiang..."

Jiang Xu said: "if I hear that Wang Siqi has a good or bad, you can prepare for your own affairs. I'll finish my speech here, and Mrs. Wang will take care of herself."

She said and went out. Fu Chenhan followed her, put his arm around her shoulder, and said, "why do you come here in person? Seeing this kind of person, your eyes are dirty."

Jiang Xu yawned and said, "it's boring."

Wang Siqi caught up two steps and whispered, "sister, thank you."

"No Jiang Xu said.

Wang Siqi was stubborn: "sister helped me, I must thank you... I invite you to dinner? How about tomorrow? At seven in the evening, Taiyang building

Jiang Xu thought that he would have nothing to do tomorrow, so he agreed casually. Wang Siqi said in a low voice: "Han Ye... Will Han ye come too? I also want to thank Mr. Han“

Jiang Xu agreed, and Fu Chenhan naturally agreed. Jiang Xu said goodbye to Wang Siqi, and they went out together. It was the end of July. When it was hot in July, the heat outside made people dizzy. Jiang Xu said, "I suspect that knocking an egg on the asphalt road will soon ripen."

Fu Chenhan thought for a while and said, "it's possible, or you can have a try."

Jiang Xu steps a meal, looking at Fu Chenhan: "are you serious?"

Fu Chenhan: "if you want to try, try."

Jiang whew, found a supermarket, came out with a basket of eggs in his hand and a popsicle in his mouth.

Fu Chenhan didn't allow her to eat these things, but the weather was too hot, so he didn't stop her.

Jiang Xu's dog finds a place where there are not many people. Fu Chenhan stands beside her and holds an umbrella for her. Jiang Xu raises his hand to wipe his sweat, and then seriously beats an egg on the road. After a while, she pokes the egg with a twig. As a result, the side against the ground is really solidified. Jiang Xu's eyes are wide in surprise: "the fried egg is real!"

She turned the egg upside down and waited quietly for a while, waiting for an ugly pocketed egg.

Jiang Xiu quickly took out her mobile phone to take photos and send them to her friends to let her friends know this amazing thing.

Fu Chenhan has been conniving at her, the road is the hottest, Jiang Xiu forehead sweating, Fu Chenhan took out a tissue to wipe her, said: "find a ice drink shop to sit down."

Jiang Xu was just about to have a cold drink when he cleaned up the ugly pocketed eggs and was led away by Fu Chenhan.

She ordered a cup of iced fruit tea and asked Fu Chenhan, "what do you drink?"

Fu Chenhan did not drink this kind of thing, and said, "boiled water is good."

Jiang Xu rolled his eyes: "there is no such thing as boiled water on the menu of other people's ice drink shop."

She ordered a cup of perfume lemon for Fu Shen, and ordered herself a piece of Oreo frozen cheese cake. When she opened her mobile phone, she found that her friends circle had already received many replies, and she was amazed at the grim ghost weather of four nine cities this year.

The temperature of the air conditioner in the cold drink shop was low. Jiang Xiu felt cool when she first came in, but soon it was cold. She asked the clerk to take a blanket for her and put it on her body, holding her mobile phone to reply to others.

Fu Chenhan looked at her white cheek. From his point of view, you can see her delicate and clean eyebrows. Her two rows of eyelashes are like two small fans, thick and curly. In a blink, they seem to ripple in people's heart with gentle light.

Down, is Xiu Ting's bridge of nose, under the bridge of nose is cherry like ruddy lips, slightly tilted at the moment, seems to see something interesting.

It was naive and beautiful, but Fu Chenhan always felt empty, just like his mother's skirt from the Buddhist hall when he was young. He wanted to grasp it, but in a flash, the door of the Buddhist hall closed, isolating everything, and the skirt disappeared.

He had a strong feeling that he was going to lose something.