Late Marriage: Warm Wife, Let's Get Married

Tang qianrong's car stopped in front of the most luxurious building in Melrose Avenue. This is a pure white three-story building. The carvings outside the building are beautiful as if they were works of art in European oil paintings, and the painted glass is unique in this modern city.

An Jingxing was stunned until the driver got off and opened the door for her.

"Thank you." The driver is a middle-aged American. When he smiles, his eyes swing with layers of smile lines, showing great kindness. He doesn't know whether he understands an Jingxing's words, but nods with a smile.

Standing in the store is the blonde who Anjing had only seen in American dramas before. Seeing Tang qianrong's figure, she bowed respectfully. After an Jingxing and Tang qianrong walked into the store together, she found that they had hung the sign of closing today at the door of the store.

"President Tang, long time no see." The two waiters said hello and left. Then there was a temperament beauty in her thirties. It was no surprise to see an Jingxing behind Tang qianrong.

"This is..."

Foreign beauties speak Chinese very smoothly, which surprised Anjing. Hearing the other party's question, Tang qianrong didn't answer immediately, but said faintly, "call Eric out to help my girlfriend design a shape."

An Jingxing doesn't know who Eric is in Tang qianrong's mouth, but looking at his posture, he also knows that he is definitely not an ordinary person.

"No... in fact, I can just choose a dress." When she was in Bicheng, she always wore the same dress when she went to the party with Lei Aotian, because attending the ball is the work needs of Lei Aotian, and a famous brand dress is expensive, and people will look down on it if it is cheap.

She often remembers that Lei Aotian worked overtime for one month to buy her a Chanel skirt. She wore it carefully for more than four years, just like the new one.

Even though she knows that this man is very rich, after all, there is no special relationship between them. If he spends too much money for herself, she will feel that she owes him again.

"The clothes you wear today don't represent yourself. The ultimate beneficiary of this investment is me, so you don't have to feel indebted to me." Tang qianrong's voice was faint, with a bit of carelessness, but it happened that he was right about Anjing's mind.

This made an Jingxing couldn't help but look embarrassed. Only then did he realize the impoliteness in his words. It's true that a man like him can't save a month's salary to buy some decent clothes like Lei Aotian.

I'm still too naive.

Thinking of this, an Jingxing didn't continue to talk, but just stood quietly aside, thinking about her current situation, and secretly told herself that from now on, she can't live as before. She needs to learn more, see more and make herself stronger.

It is possible to find an Jinmu for revenge!

With this in mind, Anjing bank soon cheered up. As long as she was with this man, she had a lot of opportunities to contact the circle she had little contact with and expand her strength, so as to compete with Anjing in the future.

Just when an Jingxing told himself so, a black convertible came in from the corner of Melrose Avenue. Sitting in the driver's seat was a woman with wine red wavy long hair and LV sunglasses. Her face was beautiful, like an oriental woman

When an Jingxing looked at the woman carefully, he suddenly realized... That woman... Was an Jinmu!