Mr.Liang's Wife Escapes Again

Jiang Shiran turns back and looks at the owner of the big palm. His mouth is open and closed, without any emotion.

"Mr. Liang, what can I do for you? Champagne or orange juice? "

Liang Qiancheng did not speak, the strength of the hands increased a few points.

Why to the right is to stay in the cold underground, and she can continue to live.

His face was covered with frost at the thought.

The thin lips opened slightly, and the cold voice seemed to come from hell, "can you afford it?"

Jiang Shiran clenched his hands, lowered his head and clenched his teeth.

It was like a thorn in her heart and could not be pulled out.

Oh, she can't return him a Gu rightward, but can he return her sister?

At the beginning, she jumped down that high-rise building, for whom?

Jiang Shiran took a deep breath and calmed down his mood. With a little shaking hands, he took out a glass of champagne from the plate, "Mr. Liang, is the champagne? Here you are. "

Five years ago, she ran after Liang Qiancheng recklessly, but in exchange for Gu youyou's suicide and her family's death.

Five years later, the man, who was so fond of her life, liked to sprinkle salt on her wounds, which made her completely injured.

Liang Qiancheng suddenly bent down and put his mouth close to Jiang Shiran's ear and said in a voice that only she could hear, "Jiang Shiran, you know what I'm talking about."

Yes, she knew what he was saying, and she knew what he meant.

Turning her head, her lips are only 0.1cm away from his.

Suddenly, she laughed, "Liang Qiancheng, didn't I tell you last time? I was jealous that she could get such a perfect man as you, so I had to destroy her

Liang Qiancheng's face gradually darkened, and the surrounding temperature dropped several degrees.

"You don't know. I think she's really beautiful when she falls down, like a dancing butterfly."

Clearly know this is two people's taboo, she still took a knife, a knife to cut.

Liang Qiancheng's face was chilly. He stretched out his slender fingers and scratched his cheek when he crossed the river. "This face looks like her. Maybe, it looks better when it falls down."

"Is it?" Jiang Shiran put the champagne back on the plate. "Mr. Liang, I'm short of money. If you lend me a million dollars, I'll go to the whole room. I won't be bored and you won't be sick."

The closer the distance between two people, the closer Yola is to outsiders, just like a pair of lovers ready to kiss at any time.

Zhou Suqin took a step forward and took the cold hand of Qiancheng. "Brother Qiancheng, Dad seems to have something to do with us. Let's go first."

Liang Qiancheng squints at Jiang Shiran, then stands up straight and follows Zhou Suqin to the direction of Mr. Zhou.

"Jiang Shiran, why are you here? Are you crazy over there? Do you want to be deducted?"

At this time, the consul who was looking for Jiang Shiran also came.

"Sorry, consul. I'll be right there." Jiang Shiran just regained his mind, tidied up his clothes, and said without expression, "Mr. Liang, please let me go."

Polite and strange tone, let Liang Qiancheng listen to very uncomfortable.

In spite of this, he did not leave her a reason.

Jiang Shi dyeing and finishing is almost exhausted. It was so tiring to hold a party. She didn't care about it five years ago. She always hated Jiahui's mother for not doing well.

Finally, when she was almost busy, the consul asked her to go to the rest room to help.

She came to the lounge and found herself alone.