Mr.Bo, Love me please be gentle!

The night wind was howling and cold.

Easily penetrated the thin clothes on her body, and the biting cold brought her only soberness.

Some of her long hair was messy, some stuck to her face and some stuck to her neck. When the end of her hair swept through her skin, she only felt a crisp feeling from the bottom of her heart.

It spreads to every nerve endings in the body.

When the mobile phone was connected, Jiang Yuan slowly lifted her red lips. A pair of clear black eyes stared at the distance like a smile. The red lips gently lifted: "is it Mr. Song Jingye?"

"Who are you?"

At the other end of the mobile phone, Dongmei boldly picked up the mobile phone. As soon as she heard a woman's voice from the receiver, her face changed instantly, and even her voice became alert.

Jiang Yuan was not surprised at Dongmei's question. She just said faintly, "you don't need to know who I am. Just tell song Jingye that I can help him solve all the problems he has encountered."

Dongmei was stunned, as if she couldn't believe it. "You, who are you?"

"Miss Dongmei, I said, you don't need to know who I am! And you'd better do what I said, because only in this way can you keep your present prosperity."

Listening to the person at the other end of the cell phone call out her name, Dongmei was even more stunned.

However, when she heard the woman mention prosperity, Dongmei suddenly knew what to do.

"Young lady, just a moment. I'll put brother song on the phone right away."

With that, Dongmei hurriedly covered the receiver of her mobile phone, approached song Jingye and said eagerly, "brother song, answer the phone! The woman on the phone said she could help you solve all your problems."

Song Jingye subconsciously raised his head and grabbed Dongmei's slender arm with both hands like pliers.

Those eyes full of intricate blood were like a pair of huge copper bells, staring at the excited little face in front of her. She just said someone was willing to help her?

"Ah Mui, what did you say just now? Tell me again?"

Seeing the man around him sober up, Dongmei's hanging heart finally fell back.

She took a sigh of relief, forced herself to calm down, and repeated what she had just said: "brother song, I just said, 'brother song, answer the phone! The woman in the mobile phone said that she can help you solve all your problems.'"

Hearing the speech, song Jingye burst into laughter, feeling that he had never been happy before.

"Heaven will not kill me! Heaven will not kill me!"

Having laughed enough, he quickly grabbed Dongmei's mobile phone, and the look on his face instantly became respectful.

"Hello?"

"Mr. Song Jingye, my last name is Jiang. Jiang Ziya's Jiang, do you think I am qualified to help you?"

Hearing the woman's voice on the mobile phone, song Jingye only felt her blood boiling. The woman's surname was Jiang! There are many imperial capitals with surnames of Jiang (Jiang), but those who dare to say that they have the same surname as Jiang Ziya have no second family except the Jiang family, one of the five families.

Although the Jiang family can't compare with decades ago, the skinny camel is bigger than the horse. It's absolutely easy to save an insignificant song group.

"Yes! Yes! You are qualified. If you don't have this qualification in the imperial capital, don't others have it?"

Song Jingye quickly complimented.

"Mr. Song, in that case, our oral agreement has been reached. I'll ask my subordinates to come to your company at 9 o'clock tomorrow morning and talk about the specific things in detail."

"OK, OK."

……

After hanging up the line, song Jingye was so excited that the whole person was full of spirit, and there was no sign of depression.

He stretched out his hand to hold Dongmei up, turned a few circles in place, smiled and said, "Ah Mei, you are really my lucky star! As long as you are by my side, there are no problems that can't be solved."

Dongmei bowed her head and her cheeks were almost red. "Well, when are we going to get the marriage certificate?"

"This..." Song Jingye collected his eyes, his mind was running fast, and answered quietly: "Ah Mei, do you really think this marriage is very important?"

Dongmei's heart jumped and suddenly remembered Liang Rong who died in a car accident. Her face changed instantly.

How cold and thin this man is! She saw it with her own eyes. For Liang Rong before her death, Liang Rong after her death, and his daughter with Liang Rong, it was biological and related by blood, but he wanted to break the father daughter relationship with them.

Dongmei's eyes turned red in an instant, but she hated her teeth. She looked at the man in front of her and said sadly, "brother song, don't you... Don't you want to marry me?"

"Ah Mui, after you get married, all you have to do now is raise the baby and give birth to my baby son first."

Hearing song Jingye's words, Dongmei was stunned. She just felt that the man was procrastinating and lying. The person he wanted to marry was not her at all. He wanted only a son.

Before Dongmei could say anything, song Jingye said complacently, "the Jiang family! It's one of the five families! It's the Jiang family who has an engagement with the Bo family in the legend."

"I estimated that the woman who spoke to me just now was probably Jiang Yuan, the eldest miss of the Jiang family."

"Ah Mei, you don't know how powerful this woman is! She is comparable to the three legends of the imperial capital. Unfortunately, she is only a woman. This woman can't be too smart."

……

Looking at the gradually darkening mobile phone screen, Jiang Yuan casually hooked her lips. The cold light flashed in her eyes and tightened her fingers holding the mobile phone inch by inch.

She raised her hand and gently touched her cheek. It was very cold. Her palm sized face was almost frozen through.

"Yuanyuan, why do you wear so little? You'll get sick. If you get sick, our yuan family..."

Seeing his daughter standing on the balcony in a cold day, Jiang Shuren immediately felt distressed and sighed helplessly. He quickly put the thick clothes in his hand over her shoulder and tightened it for her.

"Yuanyuan, this body is your own. If you continue to toss like this, you will be damaged sooner or later."

When Jiang Yuan was young, someone asked her, who was your idol? Little Jiang Yuan answered without hesitation, Bo Hanchi! Her idol is Bo Hanchi, the man she has looked up to since she can remember.

Until now.

Twenty five years.

In order to stand next to this man one day, Jiang Yuan studies very hard every day. She sleeps no more than five hours, and her body is almost overdrawn.

However, the man did not look at her more because of her excellent grades from beginning to end.

"Dad, I decided to help song Jingye!"