The wealthy little wife: BOSS adults entangled in the door

Just then, Jiang Yueming's cell phone rang.

She thought it was another paparazzi or an advertiser, so she didn't answer it at all, and let the phone keep ringing.It rang for a long time, she couldn't bear it anymore, she grabbed it and shouted: "Don't bother me..."

"Yueming... Yueming... are you okay?"

She was startled.

"I went to Singapore a few days ago, and came back as soon as I found out about your accident... Yueming, I don't know how to help you... Yueming, where are you now?"

That voice was so gentle and full of pity.

In her heyday, this man was nothing at all.

The money is not too much, the person is not too handsome, everything is so-so.

But until now, he was the only one who took the initiative to post it—and with a cautious tone, still treating her as the old goddess.

At the peak, she was not very polite to him.

At this time, he was the only one who did not dislike it.

She choked up for a while, and suddenly couldn't help crying.

"Yueming, don't worry, don't worry, I'll come to you right away..."

She hung up the phone, and the agent couldn't wait: "Who is calling you?"

"Little Guo."

It was the famous private eye, one of her biggest fans.

The manager heard that it was Xiao Guo, and his eyes lit up: "Yes, why did I forget this person? With him here, I don't have to worry about finding another way out. Yueming, I just said that there is no unparalleled road. Just wait and see, we still have a chance, and definitely have a way out..."

In the blink of an eye, Ching Ming Festival is here.

The holiday notice has already come down, and there have been several consecutive sunny days, the sun is shining brightly every day, and it is not at all deserted like the rain in the Qingming Festival.

The ward was also very lively. As Qiao Zhijun was able to stand up, the officials from all parties started a new round of visits.After tossing for several days, Qiao Zhi felt impatient, and hung up the sign to avoid disturbing again to stop the last wave of visits.

Fang Likun came very late, and she always waited for the turbulent crowd to leave before showing up.

Recently, she is also very busy, rushing to work every day, preparing materials, and tidying up those majors that have been deserted for a long time.

I made preparations last year, but after winning the award and dating Qu Cunzi...everything was delayed.Now I pick it up again bit by bit.

At that time, Qiao Zhi was standing by the window, with a straight figure and a snow-white shirt, he looked particularly outstanding, faintly, like a model on a fashion stage—but that kind of temperament is something that no model can possess.

Like the first time she took him seriously after recovering from her illness—the first time he took her to sit in on a meeting.Attendees are all the best in the industry.He was in the middle of it, and he was particularly outstanding.From that moment on, she fell in love with him.

Li Kun walked in slowly.

He turned his head and smiled all over his face: "Likun, what shall we eat today?"

She was flustered and flustered, these words were so kind, repeated again and again: Likun, what shall we eat today?Likun, what shall we wear today?Likun, where shall we go for fun today?What movie to watch? ? ? ?

It is a habit, a kind of nature, just like a man who has been married for many years faces his wife familiarly.

She understood - he was trying!

He has been trying to restore the old days with a last-ditch effort.

Poor Joe.

He was hurt because of her, he almost died because of her, and until now, he is still anxious about her imminent departure.