The milk group of the five big guys spit milk

"Miss, come back...why are your clothes wet?"

Uncle Zhang's happy greeting paused on his face, and he hurriedly squatted down in front of Jiang Mianmian to check the little girl's clothes.

I saw her pink and purple sports suit, and the back part was soaked in a large area, extending from the shoulder blades to the buttocks. It may be because the clothes are relatively thick. It was not until Uncle Zhang asked that she felt a cool chill. rising.

"I fell down just now!" Jiang Mianmian said indifferently with her eyes drooping.

But Uncle Zhang couldn't help but care, he frowned, waved to the waiter beside him, and asked, "Do you have any free rooms?"

"Yes!" The waiter nodded and smiled: "On the third floor, Mr. Trouble, come with me?"

Uncle Zhang hugged Jiang Mianmian in his arms, turned his head and said, "Housekeeper Lin, I'll take Mianmian to the room to have a barbecue, please ask someone to buy a new suit and come back!"

Uncle Lin stood up expressionlessly and said, "Okay!"

Therefore, Jiang Mianmian could only obediently be a doll, and was sent directly to the third floor by Uncle Zhang.

Jin Lincheng has been following behind the two of them.

"Snapped!"

The door was closed.

Uncle Zhang looked at Jiang Mianmian with distressed expression: "Miss Mianmian bear with it, it won't be cold anytime soon!"

Jiang Mianmian: "...I'm not cold!"

It's October now, with plenty of sunlight, and the whole room is warmed through the windows, and it doesn't make people feel cold, not to mention that Jin Lincheng even put his coat on her.

Therefore, Jiang Mianmian actually only feels a little damp.

Jin Lincheng stood for a minute, thought for a while, and said, "I'll find someone to borrow a set of clean clothes first!"

He turned and opened the door and went out.

Jiang Mianmian half-squatted in the long leather seat, took out her phone and looked at it, the phone was quiet, it seemed that Yuanyuan hadn't finished participating in the bidding meeting yet.

"Uncle Zhang, has brother talked about the Qin family in the past two days?"

Don't underestimate a driver. As one of the most trusted people in the Jiang family, Uncle Zhang has a lot of information.

It's just that his mouth is so strict that others can't talk.

Of course, except for Jiang Mianmian's question.

"As I said before, the young master said that there is a problem with the identity of the Qin family, and they are currently being investigated. They cannot pass through the customs, nor can they board the plane to leave the country." Uncle Zhang was stunned for a moment before replying.

Hearing this, Jiang Mianmian pouted.

So, this is why Qin Bokang and Huang Yuewei's father met?
What the hell are they talking about, I am so anxious, I want to know!

Jiang Mianmian unconsciously scratched on the leather sofa twice, then turned to look at the person with a smile: "Uncle Zhang, I just saw Qin Bokang meeting people from his brother's company, do you think they will have problems?"

"Qin Bokang?" Uncle Zhang frowned for a moment, and quickly comforted him: "I will tell the young master about the disappearance, Miss Mianmian, don't worry about these things!"

"Well, all right!" Jiang Mianmian nodded obediently.

Then, the room fell into an eerie silence.

Jiang Mianmian lowered her head and buttoned her phone, a row of titles were densely displayed on the phone page.

"How to learn fortune telling?"

"Plum blossoms are easy to count in ancient times, can they calculate the trajectory of life?"

"How do I change my life..."

Yes, Jiang Mianmian was a little unwilling. After she secretly asked Yuanyuan if she could learn the ability to blame her mother-in-law, and was rejected, she could only secretly search for some questions.

But maybe she really has no spiritual root for these things, and she is confused.

"boom!"

"Mianmian!"

A familiar voice suddenly sounded.

Jiang Mianmian raised her head in surprise, and Jiang Xiumiao's anxious expression was reflected in her eyes. She tilted her head and called out, "Second brother?"

Jiang Xiumiao quickly scanned Jiang Mianmian's current state to make sure that she had no problems, so she relaxed.

"Mianmian, why are you here? Second brother heard that you were injured?"

"I have lunch with Uncle Lin and Uncle Zhang. Aunt Lin is not at home, so no one will cook for me!" Jiang Mianmian subconsciously hid her left hand behind her back.

The next moment, Jiang Xiumiao's knuckle-knuckle fingers grabbed her wrist and pressed it lightly.

"Hey...it hurts!"

Jiang Mianmian couldn't help but gasped.

Jiang Xiumiao's face darkened, his dark eyes stared at the red scratches on Jiang Mianmian's wrist, and his voice was hoarse: "Who did this?"

His eyes were too cold and his tone was bad.

Jiang Mianmian knew he was angry without looking.

The angry second brother, Jiang Mianmian's mind flashed with blood, and she couldn't help but shudder.

That happened in the previous life. The proud face of the second brother was disfigured. During the repair, someone changed the medicine and died on the hospital bed. Count it as one, and all of them were buried with my brother.

The second elder brother has always been vengeful, and before he went to the operating table, he had already arranged the fate of those people.

"What are you shaking continuously? Did I scratch you?" Jiang Xiumiao asked in a low voice with a twinkle in his eyes.

Jiang Mianmian came back to her senses, raised her head and showed a mouthful of beautiful millet teeth, and said with a smile: "No, second brother, I just fell and slipped and hurt myself, it doesn't hurt!"

Jiang Xiumiao was noncommittal, and turned to look at Uncle Zhang: "Uncle Zhang, please bring me iodine and gauze!"

Uncle Zhang nodded heavily.

Miss Mianmian still has a wound on her body, but he didn't notice it, blame himself!
Jiang Xiumiao didn't look at Uncle Zhang's expression, and quickly took off Jiang Mianmian's coat and replaced it with her own. When her dark eyes glanced at Jiang Mianmian's wet clothes behind her, a pimple appeared between her brows. fleeting.

"Second brother, are you working nearby? Can Mianmian be with brother in the afternoon?" Jiang Mianmian's right hand grabbed Jiang Xiumiao's thin shirt, and her soft face showed a little expectation.

Of course, she did it to divert attention.

I always feel that if the second brother stares at her wrist for a while, she will be frozen!

Jiang Xiumiao's dark pupils had a swaying glint of water, he wrapped Jiang Mianmian in his arms cleanly, and said in a low voice, "Okay, my brother is going down to shoot magazines, I'll take you with me!"

"Okay! Thank you, second brother!" Jiang Mianmian cheered happily.

Jin Lincheng and Director Su, who were standing at the door as a display, looked at each other with helplessness flashing across their eyes.

As well-known directors, most people in the entertainment industry will be close to them when they see them, for fear of offending them.

Jiang Xiumiao was the first person to ignore them like this.

However, the two of them were not angry at all.

"Ahem!" Jin Lincheng coughed in a low voice.

In response to Jiang Xiumiao's chilly gaze, he smiled like a spring breeze.

"I didn't expect the famous Jiang Dingliu to be the second young master of the Jiang family in Haishi?"

He answered a phone call in the corridor just now, and mentioned Jiang Mianmian in words, but Jiang Xiumiao appeared in front of him when he turned around, asking with a serious face, "Where is Jiang Mianmian?"

And just now there was no concealment between Jiang Mianmian and Jiang Xiumiao.

Jiang Mianmian was already the young lady of the Jiang family in Haishi, and Jiang Mianmian was so affectionately called Jiang Xiumiao's second brother.

Jiang Xiumiao's identity was almost revealed.

Jiang Xiumiao's eyes flickered slightly, and his indifference gradually receded, and he raised a shallow smile: "Director Jin, Director Su, please help me keep it a secret."