Li Luo doesn't want to get involved in these things. When she hears the conversation between Gu Ziwei and Jiang Siming, she just turns her head and looks out the window.

Originally, I didn't want to get involved in these things for a long time. If it wasn't for the sudden changes in my family, I would not have any contact with Jiang Siming now.

But now the situation is like this, even pear itself can't change, think of here, pear mouth can't help but with a smile.

Jiang Siming looked at Gu Ziwei, frowned slightly and said, "Mom, I will explain this matter to you in the future. You just need to know that we are not the relationship you think."

Although I heard Jiang Siming say this, Gu Ziwei obviously didn't believe it, and her face still had a puzzled expression.

"But just now I'm not..." Gu Ziwei looked at the woman sitting in front of her. Just now she clearly heard that woman calling Jiang Siming, dear. If they really have nothing to do with each other, Gu Ziwei really doesn't know whether she should believe it or not.

Jiang Siming thought about it and took a card out of his pocket and put it in Gu Ziwei's hand. "Really, mom, don't tell anyone about these words. Just know that there is no problem between me and my family."

Gu Ziwei looked at Jiang Siming's bank card in her hand and frowned and asked, "what do you mean?" Thinking, Gu Ziwei said very seriously: "although I'm a good lady, I don't know, but no matter how we say we are also mother and daughter, I can't do it for money...

before Gu Ziwei finished, Jiang Siming interrupted her and said faintly:" Mom, you misunderstood me, I don't mean that. I just thought that the lady might not come back for a long time, and the money would be taken as money It's our duty to do that. "

After hearing Jiang Siming's words, Gu Ziwei's excited expression eased a little. She pretended to pick up her eyebrows, took down her bank card and said, "it's rare that you have such filial piety. Since that's the case, if I don't take the money, I can't say it. I'd better take it."

When saying this, Gu Ziwei's mouth with a smile, after all, can get so much money, is not ordinary people can get.

Jiang Siming's heart was relieved, and then he said that he wanted to send Gu Ziwei back. Gu Ziwei was not a fool. Naturally, he could hear what Jiang Siming said. He waved his hand and said, "no, I still have something to do. I'll go back myself."

With that, Gu Ziwei opened the door and got off.

Now I have so much money in my hand, but I have to show it off in front of those friends. Thinking about it, Gu Ziwei walked towards the shopping mall with a full face.

Watching Gu Ziwei go away, Jiang Siming was relieved this time, but the expression on his face was still grim.

Sitting in front of the pear slightly hook the corner of the mouth, such action through the mirror fell in Jiang Siming's eyes, he can't help but ask: "smile what?"

"Nothing, just a little sigh. Now I'm worried about being treated as a junior."

Li Luo is the only daughter of Li family. She is worthy of thousands of gold. No matter what she wants from childhood, she can get everything. But when she meets Jiang Siming, she can't get anything.

At the thought of this, Li Luo's heart is full of frustration.

After the pear is sent back, Jiang Siming sits in the car and takes out a cigarette from his pocket to light it.

Without Miss Yin, even if she was smoking, no one would care about her. Thinking of this, Jiang Siming couldn't help smiling bitterly. How could he think of those bachelors whose wives had run away?

After smoking a cigarette, Jiang Siming took out his mobile phone and looked at the time. New Zealand still had no rest in the evening. He called Yin Jiaren directly.

"Hello."

Finally heard Yin Jiaren's voice, Jiang Siming laughed, deliberately pretended to be very relaxed and said: "what are you doing?"

She turned her head and looked at Jiang Yuan, who was sleeping on the bed. She closed the door and went out. Then she said, "I'm staying at home. I've just finished my meal. I'm tired of playing far away. I go to bed first."

Jiang Siming's face was slightly surprised. At this time, it should be six or seven o'clock, so early that the child went to bed? Thinking about it, Jiang Siming asked: "are you sick?"

Yin's heart thumped, but she thought and said with a smile: "no, he may be that the jet lag has not been adjusted. Children are always weaker in this respect."

I think so. Jiang Siming didn't doubt it any more. After thinking about it, he said, "lady, if something happens, you must tell me in time, you know?"

"Don't worry." Yin Jiaren hooked the corner of her mouth, held the phone and whispered, "you are my backup now. Anyway, I will tell you anything."

Hearing this, Jiang Siming was relieved. He nodded and said, "it's good to know. I'll pick you up when I'm finished."Yinjiaren nodded slightly, then hesitated to ask: "Siming, are you... Dealing with Jianyu?"

There was a silence on the other end of the phone. Although Jiang Siming thought that Yin Jiaren might have guessed what was going on, he didn't expect to know so soon.

Take a deep breath, Jiang Siming nodded slightly and said: "yes, Jianyu now wants to buy Jiang."

The hand holding the phone is slightly tight. Yin Jiaren's heart is full of worries about Jiang Siming. After a long time, she takes a deep breath and says, "Siming, are you in any danger?"

Jiang Siming, who heard this, said with a smile, "silly girl, you have asked me this for several times."

This address made Yin's face blush slightly. She laughed and then lowered her head and said, "I'm worried about you."

They chatted for a while. Jiang Siming said that he had to go to the company to deal with business affairs. Then he hung up.

Looking at the mobile phone that has been hung up in her hand, Yin's eyes darkened slightly. Then she went downstairs and saw song Xiuyun talking to the doctor on the sofa. Yin took a deep breath and sat beside her.

"It's Siming on the phone?"

Just now when song Xiuyun wanted to find her down, she saw Yin Jiaren on the phone. She guessed that it might be Jiang Siming.

Nodding slightly, Yin said in a low voice: "Siming asked me if I was far sick."

"What do you say?" Song Xiuyun's face is slightly nervous. One is her son and the other is her grandson. No matter who is in such a situation, she will feel uncomfortable.