Cold President's Exclusive Beloved Wife

"Piano?" Meng Junfeng and Lu an were amazed together. "It's not a birthday yet. You gave such a big gift to Luo? What will you give to the two little villains on their birthday?"

"We'll talk about it then." he waved the workers away. Luoqijiang opened the outer package covered with the piano and swam his fingers on the keys. Suddenly, the beautiful melody flowed out of his fingertips. It was very beautiful and beautiful.

Two little things were instantly attracted.

It's said that children are the easiest to be curious. Sure enough, they don't have to cry from LUOQI River, so they slip down from the legs of Jiang lacrosse. LUOQI River plays the piano and looks at the direction of the little thing. It's beautiful, "look, I won, hehe hehe."

However, the next second, his pride suddenly flew away.

"Dad..."

"Dad..."

After the two little people stood on the carpet, they were not in a hurry to come to the piano. Instead, they pulled Jiang Junyue's hand and pulled hard in the direction of the piano. No matter what strange things they had, they recognized only their own father, and no one else could.

Jiang Jun smiled more and more. The two babies were still smart. They were not like children. They trusted all "outsiders".

Jiang Jun more and more holding the hands of two little things, like holding two little penguins, happily walked to the piano, "luoqijiang, OK, you make way, this position belongs to me."

"You..."

"It's not my fault that the children don't follow you. It seems that they only recognize their father, ha ha."

"Cut, when I have a son one day, it must be more lovely than yours. At that time, you won't want to hold it."

"Wait until the day you have it." Jiang Junyue's expression, which will be a long time later, hurt luoqijiang. It will be a long time before he has a child, but Meiwei is about to have it. He frowned when he thought of Meiwei and what Meiwei asked him for.

Luoqijiang touched a cigarette, then walked to the balcony, lit it and smoked quietly.

In the living room behind him, there was an absolutely special performance on the new piano in history. Lu an and Meng Junfeng were stunned soon. From the point of view, the most piano performance is four hands, but at the moment, the piano is not four hands, but six hands.

A pair of big hands, two pairs of small white hands.

An absolutely record performance.

However, the in ear sound is no longer pleasant. It is simply a magic sound. The two of them want to cover their ears, but Jiang Junyue sitting in the chair is intoxicated and looks at Qin Qin and Zhuang.

Sure enough, their children are the best, and what their children do is the most correct.

Now they finally understand the wisdom.

The wrist watch in his hand rang. Jiang Junyue stood up quietly, and then took his eyes to indicate Lu an and Meng Junfeng. They ran over. Obviously, they just felt that two little things were making magic sounds, but at this moment, the infected four big hands also began to make magic sounds.

Eight handed bomb.

Jiang Jun glanced more and more at his mobile phone and walked quickly into the balcony. "Qin Qin and Zhuang will be handed over to the three of you. I'll go out and come back soon." he patted luoqijiang on the shoulder and said, "that boy, I've always wanted to peel his skin, but his heart for Meiwei is true."

Luo Qijiang took another puff of smoke and nodded gently, "go and be busy."

Jiang Jun left quietly. The child was handed over to his three brothers. He was relieved.

In the coffee shop, LAN Jingyi sat lazily, glanced at the mobile phone screen from time to time and said it would be a good afternoon, but at this moment, her heart flew to xiaoqinqin. She missed the little thing and had a cold. I wonder if she was crying in the old man's house.

I don't know how many times the SMS was sent to Xiao Chen. Fortunately, Xiao Chen replied in time.

"Mr. LAN, Qin Qin and Zhuang Zhuang had a good time. Look, this is a picture of them." accompanied by the text message, and the picture of Qin Qin and Zhuang Zhuang playing the piano with toys, the little mouth was so happy that she had long thrown her mother out of the jiuxiao cloud.

"Miss, do you want to add coffee?" looking at the picture of Qin Qin's strength, the waitress of the coffee shop came over.

LAN Jingyi continued to look, without raising his head, and said casually, "have another mocha."

So the waitress took the empty coffee cup on her desk and went to serve mocha.

Soon, a cup of hot steaming Mocha with a strong aroma was placed in front of LAN Jingyi. LAN Jingyi continued to look at the photos with one hand, picked up the coffee cup with the other hand and took a sip.

Coffee is sweet.

It's more comfortable to look at the children's smiling faces.

No matter how difficult the day is, no matter how far the man is from her, but she is fresh and strong, which is enough.

Watch for a while, take a sip, a cup of coffee, and unknowingly drop most of the cup.

Somehow, maybe she sat for a long time and was basked in the sun outside. Suddenly she felt dizzy. She wanted to stand up and go out to the coffee shop for a breath, but she felt the earth spinning when she stood up.

Suddenly, his body tilted, and the whole man fell on the table in the coffee shop.

"Come on, someone fainted."

The cafe was a mess.

Outside the coffee shop, in a small black car, a man picked up his cell phone, "Yin Qingrou, it's done. When will those recordings be returned to me?"

"Really?" Yin Qingrou asked incredulously.

"Yes."

"Send me a picture of her death, or I will send a recording of how your grandfather was killed by you to the world, Jiang Junliang. Then I will discredit you."

"Aunt, please forgive me. If I go into the coffee shop at this time and am recognized, I will certainly be suspected."

"Then you let others take pictures. Anyway, I don't believe you. Yin Qingrou shouted coldly. No wonder she didn't believe it. Last time, she thought Jiang Junliang was successful and would kill LAN Jingyi first. But as a result, she was rescued. Therefore, she didn't believe it until there was no conclusion.

"Wait, if I kill LAN Jingyi, you don't give me the recording. Yin Qingrou, I'll kill you too. Anyway, you'll kill me sooner or later."

"Roar what roar, go and take pictures. I want to see the results."

Jiang Junliang pushed the glasses used as camouflage on the bridge of his nose, changed an insignificant coat, quietly got out of the car and approached the coffee shop. If the poisoned man hadn't gone, he would never have taken such a risk to take a picture of LAN Jingyi after he was poisoned, but he couldn't help it. The man left immediately when he got it.

Inside and outside the cafe, there are people in a mess. They should have called the police, so the customers inside are walking out, and the rest are the employees of the cafe. At this time, they are all talking around LAN Jingyi lying on the table.

Holding a miniature camera in his hand, Jiang Junliang didn't go into the cafe. Instead, he scanned around and saw no suspicious people. Then he approached the window where LAN Jingyi fainted and took several photos across the glass. Then he turned and walked quickly towards his car. The first thing after getting on the bus was to send the photos to Yin Qingrou, "Do you believe it now?" he needs to make sure Yin Qingrou is all right before he can leave. If the crazy woman asks him to take pictures again, it's not more troublesome if he leaves and comes back. Moreover, it's easy to have problems.

At that time, the police will come.

A moment later, Yin Qingrou smiled, "ha ha, LAN Jingyi is finally dead. The more I own it, Jiang Junliang. You have two choices. One is that you choose a place. Let's meet and I'll give you the recording. The other is that you come to me to get it in person."

"I'll get it." I don't know how long it will take to meet again when I make an appointment. In order to avoid long dreams, Jiang Junliang made a decision. Thinking of this, he smiled. In recent days, he was lucky. He not only got the help of a noble man, but also took back the things she threatened from Yin Qingrou's hand.

If he could, in her place, he really wanted to play with that smelly woman and raise his man's prestige.

Yes, as long as he thinks of Yin Qingrou's words threatening him recently, he wants to teach the woman a lesson.

The car quickly drove away from the cafe. Jiang Junliang opened the window and let the gurgling wind blow in, which made him particularly sober. At this time, we should think about every step. We can't make the low-level mistake of killing Grandpa. If there is any more handle to be pinched, he will be tortured to death sooner or later.

I'm in a good mood, whistling happily and looking at everything outside the window.

Yin Qingrou's small apartment is actually LAN Jingyi's residence. It is estimated that the police will be there soon. He will take things from Yin Qingrou's hands and destroy them before the police go there.

It is said that Jiang Junyue came back, but what's the use? It's not because he did it to LAN Jingyi, or even got it.

Hum, he Jiang Junyue has lost, and he has lost completely.

Two women lost, one killed by him and the other used by him.

As for Jiang Shi, he still held it firmly in his hand. I don't know how long he can hold it. However, it's just that he won't be taken away by Jiang Junyue.

From small to large, Jiang Junyue has been suppressing him. Now this situation is beyond his dreams.

The car is driving faster and faster. I can't wait to get to Yin Qingrou's small apartment at once.

In the whistle, the Bluetooth in the car rang. He meowed the number and picked it up, "Hello, sir."

"Jiang Junliang, can you make less trouble for me?" he said hello, but the other party didn't ask, and scolded at the beginning.

"What's wrong with me?"

"You know, you'd better restrain yourself, otherwise, when your time of death comes, I can't protect you." "bang", hang up over there.