Jiang Muhan lay on the sofa in the study, slightly annoyed.
He didn't expect to tease her for a moment. The girl really didn't let him enter the room, and the closer he got to the girl, the more he kept recalling her pure appearance in a white suspender skirt, tossing and turning all night and taking a cold shower.
Sheng Wei didn't know his pain. Anyway, she slept soundly. The next day, the man got on the babysitter's car early to the airport before she got up.
Today, she is going to fly to the brand platform that Feihai City endorses her. The event is two o'clock in the afternoon, and the time is relatively rushed. I'm going to shoot another advertisement in Haishi tomorrow, and I will stay there for a total of two days.
In the car, Zhou Qin asked about the magazine. Sheng Wei said, "Don't worry, it must be mine."
Zhou Qin raised his eyebrows and said, "Did you ask your husband for help?"
Xiaotian kowtocked cp next to him and said happily, "Wow, Mr. Jiang treats Sister Weiwei well."
Sheng Wei glanced at them one by one in depressedness, "Why do you all subconsciously think that I have asked Jiang Muhan for help, and I can't do it myself?"
Zhou Qin: "Is that right?"
Xiao Tian: "Really?"
Sheng Wei: "..."
"Forget it, forget it. I didn't say it." Sheng Weiyu turned her head and looked out of the window, her heart was dripping blood. Whoo-hoo, they didn't know what they had lost last night. They actually had to spend money on Jiang Muhan to help him!
Ah! By the way, I'm flying out of town today, and I didn't tell Jiang Muhan. So the matter of buying him a gift must be postponed. Will this affect his help?
Sheng Wei was afraid that the stingy man would haggle over every detail, so she quickly called him.
After four or five rings, the other party picked it up. He was tired and hoarse, "Hey?"
Sheng Wei was shocked and thought he had a cold. "Are you sick?"
Jiang Muhan rubbed the forehead horns uncomfortablely, and his voice was very low, "No, I just didn't sleep well last night."
Sheng Wei suddenly feel guilty for a moment. Jiang Muhan recognized the bed very much. If she sleeps in another place, she basically suffered from insomnia on the first night.
"Ah, really?" Sheng Wei answered wholeheartedly, and then told Jiang Muhan that she was going to stay in Haishi for two days. "I'll buy things for you when I come back, but you have to implement my business for me today."
"Okay." Jiang Mu responded coldly. It sounded sleepy and tight. Sheng Wei didn't say much to him, "Then you can sleep a little longer. I won't disturb you."
She was about to hang up the phone when the man whispered magnetically, "Slow me."
At this moment, Sheng Wei hated the tacit understanding between her and Jiang Muhan so much that she could understand what he meant in a second when he said such a headless sentence.
The man is asking her to call her husband.
Sheng Wei glanced at the driver's agent and assistant in the car. Xue's skin was stained with a red halo. Beiya gently bit her lower lip and was ready to pretend to be stupid. "Ah? What did you say?"
"You know, good boy." The man lured in a low voice.
Sheng Wei's red lips were opened. After all, she didn't have that face. When she went out, she also had two faces. How could Jiang Muhan say what she did? This doesn't match her Empress Dowager's character. Humph, don't do it!
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Doting Marriage Addiction
Romance[STORY NOT MINE. FOR OFFLINE READING PURPOSES ONLY.] Author: Little Dried Fish Year: 2020 Jiang Muhan, the three-gold film emperor, is a legend in the entertainment industry. He's handsome, but extremely cold and abstinent. After ten years of debut...