Jin Sheng focuses on the direction of TV, even if the advertisement has been put in, he still doesn't realize it.

He Luochuan whispered: "master, it's almost time to go to court!"

Jin Sheng took back his mind and left the office.

Before he left, he picked up the remote control on his desk and was about to turn off the TV. On the screen of the TV, he got a close-up of Yan Ranran. He was smiling like a beauty.

He Luochuan slightly twisted his eyebrows and muttered, "isn't this miss Yan who used to send gifts to her master?"

If you don't look at her carefully, you can't recognize her.

Master has been in a bad mood recently, and is it related to miss Yan that she pays so much attention to this program?

He Luochuan knew Jin Sheng's temperament. Shifu didn't like to be involved in private affairs. He didn't dare to guess. He hesitated to close the door and left the office.

**

After the trial, it was evening when I came out of the court.

When he Luochuan drove, Jin Sheng only told him to drive, but he didn't say where to go. Seeing that he was in a bad mood, he didn't dare to ask, so he had to drive to his residence first.

In the past two days, Jin Sheng cancelled all evening parties one after another, and went home after leaving the law firm. His life was more regular than ever before. So when he drove home at this time, he would never make a big mistake.

On the back seat, Jin Sheng, holding his mobile phone in his hand, subconsciously finds out the messages sent to him by Yan Ranran.

Since she went to study in the UK, she sent him messages every day, happy, unhappy, what she had eaten, what she had done, and reported everything to him in detail, which made him impatient and set her message as do not disturb.

Today, he turned to the message sent to him by Yan Ranran. The last message turned out to be Qixi more than a month ago. After that, the little girl no longer had contact with her. The information bombing that lasted for nearly two years stopped abruptly.

Fingertips up, thousands of information all from Yan Ran Ran, but he did not reply.

Jin Sheng opened the reply interface and hesitated to return a message. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

Lengshen for a long time, he opened the mobile video software, Yan Ranran participated in the program in the form of internet live broadcast, her every move, through the mobile phone can be seen at a glance.

In the picture, on a long European dining table, petals, candlesticks, warm yellow candle light, the atmosphere is ambiguous.

Yan Ran Ran, dressed in a white strapless dress, sits opposite a handsome man. The man is elegant and holds a red wine glass in his hand. He tells Yan Ran the anecdotes of his pioneering journey.

Yan Ran Ran holds his cheek in both hands and listens patiently. There is a trace of worship in his eyes. He seems to be very interested in each other's words. When men see this, they are even more interested and eloquent.

When Jin Sheng saw Yan Ranran's infatuated appearance, he was jealous, but he didn't feel it.

"Brother Sheng! What a legend your story is Yan Ran Ran holds her cheek, and her eyes seem to overflow with pink love.

In the past, when Yan Ranran pestered him to call him brother Sheng, he was very annoyed. But now, when she called him brother Sheng, his heart felt like a big stone.

"This silly girl, it's all men's way of picking up girls. Can't she see it?"

What's more infuriating is that outside the screen, the barrage opens, and the comments of netizens come from the screen.

"The goddess Ran Ran is a good match for Jinsheng."

"Of the seven couples, I like this one best! Talent and beauty

"Cello artist with financial talent! It's really a good match

"I hope it's not just a reality show, if only they could be together!"

"Plus one!"

"Plus one!"

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Jinsheng?! It's still a high imitation!

Jin Sheng closed his cell phone and snapped, "go to Haydn Manor!"

"Master! There are programs being recorded. The road has been closed! "

He Luochuan saw Jin Sheng's angry eyes in his rearview mirror and quickly changed the conversation and said, "yes! Master! Haydn Mano