The secret of a black-bellied husband

Chapter 242 Sun Jiawei Hates Sun Jiajun (1)
Ouyang didn't care, he finally caught Sun Jiajun, he smiled and pushed Sun Jiajun with his arm: "Look at me, don't I look handsome?"

Sun Jiajun really wants to swear, please be self-aware, okay?
"Jiajun, let's go, we still have to go to work."

In fact, the two of them are resting today, so they don't have to go.

Sun Jiajun got up to pay the bill, and Ouyang's face was a little embarrassing. After all, it would be stupid for people to ignore him on purpose, and he should have found out, rushing to pay.

Sun Jiajun was furious, are you willing to pay?
Pulling Zhang Kexin and saying sweetly: "We thank the senior on Menghan's behalf, let's go first."

After leaving the small restaurant, Zhang Kexin laughed, and said that Jiajun was too bad, and Ouyang couldn't tell why he felt distressed.

Sun Jiajun called Zuo Menghan and said that she and Zhang Kexin had met Ouyang while having dinner at the school gate. Ouyang said that the two of them had borrowed Menghan's blessing today, and he invited them.

Zhang Kexin said that she had nothing to do. She hadn't been to Shangzhong yet, so she told Jiajun that she was going to play. Jiajun thought about it, so she went to be quilt, and led Zhang Kexin back by bus, but it was not too far away for an hour. The time passed quickly, and the two were talking and laughing in the car until Sun Jiajun's cell phone rang.

Sun Jiajun felt that his brain hurt a little, and he forgot the driver behind his head.

"My classmates and I are already in the car."

When the driver heard this, it’s not okay, what kind of bus are you taking? The driver said on the phone: “So you step aside, and I’ll go pick you up.”

Sun Jiajun said no, but the driver said that if Lu Zhanjiang found out, he would definitely lose his job. Sun Jiajun was soft-hearted and got out of the car without any way to take Zhang Kexin. Zhang Kexin was still puzzled.

"arrive?"

Standing aside for a while, he watched a black car approaching. Sun Jiajun opened the back and let Zhang Kexin go up. Zhang Kexin looked at Jiajun in a daze. Jiajun whispered: "Go up first, I'll talk later."

Zhang Kexin knew that it was not good to ask anything now, so she didn't ask. When I got in the car, I remembered that there was a passage where everyone said that Jiajun was being kidnapped. Could it be true?

Jiajun knocked on the back of the chair: "Just pull over, we're going to buy something to eat."

The driver parked the car. He said he was waiting outside. It would be fine if Sun Jiajun shook him with the phone after shopping. Sun Jiajun dragged Zhang Kexin down, and Zhang Kexin asked, "Who is that? Jia Jun, do you have a private car at home?"

Sun Jiajun rolled his eyes: "It's from my uncle's house. My uncle has no children, so he takes me very seriously. He sends a driver to follow him wherever he goes. But it's not from my own house. I'm embarrassed to use it."

Zhang Kexin was a little dazed by being entangled, and finally his eyes were already in the state of a coil of mosquito coils.

"Then your uncle is quite a good person."

Sun Jiajun laughed, and the two of them entered the supermarket. Jiajun said that I would make it for you at night, and Zhang Kexin said yes, pick and choose, as a girl, she likes to eat snacks. Although Zhang Kexin’s family conditions are not very good, but in these things It won't be too difficult for her, she is also a favorite, she bought something with a smile and went home, because Lu Zhanjiang's photo is not hung at home, so it is also safe, Zhang Kexin walked in and looked outside for a few times.

"Shall I go in?"

Sun Jiajun took Kexin's hand helplessly: "My uncle has always been sick. He has a lot of money. He has never lived in the house after buying it. You can rest assured that he will not come back."

Having said that, Zhang Kexin felt relieved.

"You are a bit nervous, old man..." Zhang Kexin had a problem in his mind.

Sun Jiajun snickered.

Girls of the same age play together, and they will definitely be able to play together. Zhang Kexin has always been curious about how much Sun Jiajun earned from writing novels. Sun Jiajun is not stingy this time. .

"More than 100 a day is not bad, but didn't Jing Wen's article also entered V, why didn't she write it later?"

Sun Jiajun just laughed and didn't say anything. Wu Jingwen's purpose was not pure at the beginning. She didn't write because she was interested or willing to write. Money has no motivation, so I just abandoned the pit.

Jiajun has seen quite a few authors. One work went straight to the sky, and then the next work fell. The gap is unbearable for most people, so many of them stopped writing after they became popular. Jiajun’s original one If there was no Lu Zhanjiang behind her to support her, I am afraid she would not have survived until today.

Generally speaking, Lu Zhanjiang doesn't pick her up on money.

There is no photo of Lu Zhanjiang at home, but there are some things that cannot be hidden from others. Zhang Kexin went to the bathroom and looked at the condoms thrown on the counter. She was speechless, right?

When he came out, he pulled Jiajun over mysteriously and asked, "You usually live here, too?"

Naturally, Jiajun couldn't say that he lived here, otherwise Zhang Kexin would think too much, and just casually said that he usually has a family and doesn't live here.

Zhang Kexin nodded after listening, and said somewhat mysteriously: "How old is your uncle?"

Sun Jiajun looked at Zhang Kexin in surprise, could it be because he was attracted to her so-called uncle?

"Almost sixty."

Zhang Kexin admires her to death, she is almost sixty, and she is still so vigorous?Did you take medicine?

Zhang Kexin winked: "I found that in the bathroom..."

Sun Jiajun was speechless, she must have confiscated it in the morning, but damn it, didn't Xiaofang see it?Seeing Zhang Kexin gossiping over there, Jiajun wanted to cry, but she really wanted to tell Kexin that the unlucky woman was herself.

Sun Jiajun showed Zhang Kexin what Xiaofang did yesterday, and Zhang Kexin held up his thumb: "I never expected that you are someone who can enter the hall. Jiajun, you are so versatile."

Sun Jiajun smiled: "It's average, it's the third in the world."

She also just learned yesterday that pumpkin can be stewed with purple sweet potato, thank you.

At around 03:30, I asked the driver to take Zhang Kexin home. Zhang Kexin said no, she could just go back by bus. Jiajun said no, she was not afraid of what the driver would say, and Zhang Kexin was not a talkative person.

(End of this chapter)