Hidden marriage, my wolfish president

Unexpectedly, when Meng you was worried about what would happen, Jiang Wenxin chuckled and said to the young man of the third generation, "is that right? That's a lot of trouble for you

A sack. That's a lot.

"No! As soon as my aunt's eyelids are lifted, they will be sold as waste products to charge the class fee. My heart! I haven't recovered for half a year! "

When the waste is sold?

Oh, she's good at living, and she doesn't waste it.

"Brother, do you know what Jiang Huaijin did before she sold waste products?"

A room of people, to the interest, all raised their ears.

Meng you reminded him, "call sister-in-law!"

The third generation of rich people laughed happily, "Oh, we are all classmates, calling sister-in-law. Jiang Huaijin should not be happy!"

After Meng you finished, the rich three generations said to Jiang Wenxin with a smile, "Jiang Huaijin of your family has sold my sacks of love letters one by one! When writing love letters to others, use for reference! Some changed their names directly, wrote them again, and sent them out! She took the money! Ten yuan for one! "

Meng you is not authentic and laughs. Jiang Wenxin also lowers his head and raises the corner of his mouth.

This is what Jiang Huaijin can do.

I don't know. There's also Jiang Zhanyu's credit in it. Give her a business or something.

The sister and brother are limited in their pocket money, so they have to find their own way to make money.

That sack of love letters is a gift of wealth, not in vain.

After selling the contents of the love letter, you can still sell the scrap.

"Ah, brother has no idea who has the final say in your family?"

That rich three generations is iron heart curious, want to inquire, Jiang Wenxin not angry, low back to him, "have a chance you ask her."

The tone

Tut Tut, there's no one else. I'm flattered.

The old man of the river heard that the three rich generations were still young and unmarried. "Really?"

Jiang Wenxin has just agreed to this place. When he is happy, the third generation of the rich will pull down their face again. "Just forget it. Just like Jiang Huaijin's aunt, I'll do it. I'd better leave it. It's important for me."

Jiang Huaijin has this skill, Jiang Wenxin really does not know, "has been beaten?"

Looking at the situation, Meng you felt a little relaxed.

This is to say that Jiang Wen's heart is in a dilemma. He meets someone he is interested in.

Yes, my daughter-in-law is happy to listen to the interesting stories of the past.

Rich three generation eyes stare of eldest brother, "that still need to ask! I still have a scar on the back of my calf! At that time, she chased her too hard and was hit by half of the campus with her chair. "

A room of people, can't smile, "you still have this glorious deeds?"

How to say, at that time, they were all influential figures in the school.

Rich three generation rolled a big white eye, "this what! I left a small scar. One of them was unlucky. The root almost broke. "

It's cool on the back.

Jiang Wenxin never knew about it. He looked playful.

Meng you observes his words and looks. He knows Jiang Wen's wish. "Tell me, what's the matter?"

The third generation of the rich are talking about it!

"Brother, you don't know that Jiang Huaijin in your family is still a chivalrous girl who sees injustice on the road. There was a bully in our school, bullying men and women. It's really disgusting. Teachers don't pay attention to her size."

"Once on a weekend night, the bully pressed a good girl to do something on the table tennis table. When she was touched by Jiang Huaijin, Jiang Huaijin just went up and gave her a kick. It was bleeding!"

Jiang Wenxin's eyebrows and feet jumped involuntarily. There was a person in the crotch behind him who said, "how painful that is!"

Rich three generation hit a spirit, "from there, no one in the school dare to pursue Jiang Huaijin."

Too strong, too young, afraid of the death of children and grandchildren.

Meng you burst out laughing and patted Jiang Wenxin on the shoulder

Jiang Wenxin's face was better than when he came in. He didn't say a word.

Your family Jiang Huaijin, listen, it seems to be very pleasant.

Jiang Wenxin gave the rich three generations a good look. Naturally, the people beside him took the helm and chatted with the young man.

This night, around the campus, all kinds of things are blowing.

Two or three people who are really good at playing with Jiang Wenxin come to him and ask him, "how are you doing recently? Who is that?"

Speaking of things on campus, song Wanjun and Jiang Wenxin are not in a mess because they are constantly cutting in school!

You know who it is without name.

"Not good."

Jiang Wenxin two words summary.

Meng you wants to talk but stops. After so many years of persuading him, he can't move.

"Brother, the situation is not the same now. They are all married. Live with Miss Jiang well. Don't think about it any more."

Many times, really special, not all feelings will have a beginning and an end.

"Besides, if she doesn't live well again, it's her own will. Don't feel bad here." Jiang Wenxin's circle of people who know the root and the bottom are tired of watching, but Jiang Wenxin just can't get out“ I'm sorry for your family! " As soon as the other party's voice fell, Jiang Wenxin turned his wine cup slowly, "she knows." Meng you scolded in a low voice, "what's your situation?" The elder brothers are not calm, "you don't want to have a good life at all!" Later on, he thought, "we are also idle to eat radish and worry, as long as we don't hurt the little girl." Jiang Huaijin, a five-year-old, is not just a little girl! Jiang Wenxin said nothing. He raised his glass and sipped the wine. At the end of the show, Meng you quietly asked Jiang Wenxin, "relax?" Jiang Wenxin doesn't care. He has plenty of time after he doesn't have to travel all over the world. These two days, also a little out of shape. About the relationship between him and Jiang Huaijin, he thought for a long time about what it should be like. Before marriage, I thought I had no burden. At this moment, it doesn't seem like that. Jiang Wenxin has a little resistance to this feeling, "don't want to bother." There are some things that he doesn't want to get off track. Meng you instantly understood his meaning, "OK, find an experienced one." The kind that can serve people. When Mrs. Meng was sent away, some of them didn't have a good relationship. They left Meng to visit some of them. Then they went to shuilian cave, where they occasionally entertain customers. Jiang Wenxin drank the wine, but he was a little tired, and then he lay down. Not much effort. Someone knocked on the door and locked it. Looking like a girl in her early twenties, she came to Jiang Wenxin and said in a low voice, "my Lord, boss Meng asked me to come and serve you." Jiang Wenxin put one arm on his forehead and held a condom in one hand. When the woman saw Jiang Wenxin's face, she was elated and couldn't help but be surprised, "Yeh, I washed it." With that, the woman's soft and boneless hand reached Jiang Wenxin's shirt collar, and her fingertips touched Jiang Wenxin's skin