Fast travel to hunt down blackened villains

Chapter 917 The World of Anyang (23)
"Sister Ling, you know, I'm not that kind of person..." He Yingying put down her phone aggrievedly, "Brother Jiang Cong was only blindfolded for a while, and he will always see my good side."

"For a while? Do you have to wait a few years, or a lifetime?"

The sarcasm in the manager's words did not make He Yingying feel annoyed, "In any case, they just passed by. From now on, brother Jiang Cong will only have me by his side."

Hearing her innocent tone, the manager rolled his eyes helplessly.I don't know where He Yingying got the courage, but I can be sure that Jiang Cong is none other than her.

"If you don't listen to me, you will regret it one day."

He Yingying took the grapefruit meat handed over by her manager, and two dimples appeared on her cheeks, "That day will never come, because he is destined to be mine."

The sour taste in her mouth made her eyes curl up triumphantly.

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Jiang Cong deliberately didn't care about Anyang's recent situation, but the trending searches on his mobile phone gave reminders from time to time.

Even Anyang seemed to be haunted around him.

Putting down the drink in his hand with a headache, the moment he stepped out of the box door, he saw Anyang again.

It's just that this time the other party put on exquisite makeup, leaning against Li Mingcheng's side like a bird, those eyes that can seduce people without much movement, are smiling and expressing their friendship.

"You're drunk." Although Li Mingcheng is a rigid person, but now that the beauty is by his side, he almost couldn't hold back, "I'll take you up to find a room."

Noticing the words in this sentence, Jiang Cong's heart twitched.

The palm is tight and loose, loose and tight.He has nothing to do with Anyang for a long time, and he shouldn't be in charge of this person's affairs at all.

What's more, if you drink at will, you should also have a long memory.

Although he was thinking this way in his mind, when he saw Li Mingcheng holding his arms around the other person's waist and about to lead someone up, he rushed forward with a stride.

Li Mingcheng, who was in pain, had a grim expression on his right shoulder, which was gripped with force like iron clamps. When he turned his head and saw that it was Jiang Cong, his dissatisfaction reached its peak.

"Boss Jiang, what do you mean?"

Jiang Cong's eyes were cold, his Adam's apple moved up and down violently, suppressing the urge to punch someone, and the corner of his mouth curled into a cold arc, "I didn't expect to meet Mr. Li here, so I came up here to say hello."

"Hmm..." As if sensing the disturbing atmosphere around him, An Yang put his palm on Li Mingcheng's arm to stabilize his body, and his long, lazy hair fell out.

"Jiang...Jiang, Cong," the drunk man's voice was inexplicably tender, which made Jiang Cong's heart jump uncontrollably.

He had never heard Anyang call his name in such a tone.

"President Jiang, I'm sorry, I have something to do now." Li Mingcheng frowned, and glanced at Jiang Cong's hand, "I wonder if we can let go first."

"I also have something urgent to discuss with Mr. Li."

Li Mingcheng sneered, he had already guessed the reason for Jiang Cong's appearance.Everyone in their circle knew about Jiang Cong's pursuit of Anyang.

"I also ask Mr. Jiang to follow the rules and make an appointment with my secretary in advance."

"Oh?" Jiang Cong curled up his lips with a fake smile, "I thought my relationship with Mr. Li was not so unfamiliar."

Nodding acquaintances, not to mention personal contact information, isn't that unfamiliar?
Li Mingcheng didn't bother to expose the loopholes in his words, and gathered the people who slipped around him, "Mr. Jiang should also learn to read the occasion, so I won't accompany you."

(End of this chapter)