The milk group of the five big guys spit milk

"What exactly does Ke Wuxiu want to do, you..."

"Hey, isn't this Mr. Jiang? Mr. Jiang also came for the Qingshui River outside the city?"

When the violin came to an end, the graceful dancers let go of each other's hands, and a piercing smile suddenly interrupted Jiang Suihan's voice.

Immediately afterwards, a man in a purple suit stood in front of him.

Like a shadow, it suddenly blocked Jiang Suihan's way, and Jiang Mianmian disappeared from his eyes in an instant.

Jiang Suihan's eyes dimmed slightly, and his whole body exuded an aura that I was not easy to mess with. He looked at the man close at hand expressionlessly: "Who are you?"

Hearing this, the corner of the man's mouth with a smile froze on his lips, and he roared angrily: "You don't know...Jiang Suihan, you just snatched two projects from our Wang family, you say you don't know me?"

The roar is broken!
Unfortunately, Jiang Suihan couldn't hear it.

He just felt very bored, and frowned impatiently: "I will never remember the name of the prodigal under my hand, you get out of the way, blocking my way!"

Mianmian herself was brought in front of Ke Wuxiu, wondering what would happen!

If that lunatic tricked their little princess...

Thinking of this, the coldness in Jiang Suihan's eyes became even worse. He didn't even look at the man with a thick neck who was blushing with anger, and stretched out his hand to wave him away.

The vassal Yuan who had been silent all this time suddenly grabbed his wrist.

He looked down: "Yuanyuan?"

The vassal Yuan looked at Jiang Suihan silently, and after a while, said: "I'll go!"

Jiang Suihan has a deep fear of Ke Wuxiu, and he is extremely unwilling to have any contact with him, so it is not suitable to see Ke Wuxiu now.

The gesture in his eyes was clear, which Jiang Suihan could clearly see.

Jiang Suihan's anger gradually dissipated in Feng Chenyuan's calmness. He lowered his eyelashes and said helplessly, "Okay, you go!"

Because Feng Chenyuan thought well, if he went, he would lose his due calmness.

This is very wrong. Ever since he took over the Jiang family, he has been calm enough to wait patiently for his prey to seek his own death. In the business war, he has been called the King of Hades, but at this moment, all his calmness seems to have disappeared.

He looked at the back of Feng Chenyuan leaving, and pressed his brow bone heavily.

"Knowing that Mr. Jiang is busy, we little people don't seem to be taken seriously by Mr. Jiang. It seems that this glass of wine can't be given away!"

A mocking voice sounded in Jiang Suihan's ears again.

Jiang Suihan looked expressionlessly, and saw the man in the purple suit who had regrouped, looking at him sullenly, with wine in his hand, rather than wanting to hand it to him, it was better to say he wanted to pour it on him.

Facing Jiang Mianmian's matter, he couldn't calm down, but the clown in front of him couldn't shake his mind.

"Wang An?" Jiang Suihan straightened his wrists, as if he had no intention of picking up the red wine. He looked at the man's face with cold eyes and raised eyebrows, and sneered, "Tell me about the Qingshui River? The Wang family wants the surrounding land?"

The purple suit raised his chin: "Of course, I have already talked to Mr. Ke, and he promised to help me! Mr. Jiang, you probably don't know who Mr. Ke is?"

"Although Mr. Ke is a foreign investor, he has strong strength. The Haishi government values ​​his investment ability very much. As long as Mr. Ke opens his mouth, the land will naturally be at his fingertips!"

The corners of his mouth curled up, his brows and eyes were full of wantonness.

"By the way, there are also the technological projects Jiang has been wanting to develop recently, as well as the new airlines. Mr. Ke has a dominant position. Mr. Jiang, you also came here to curry favor with Mr. Ke?"

That tone, brightly proud and mocking.

Jiang Suihan didn't move his eyebrows, but he was a little surprised in his heart.

It is impossible for him not to accept such a big move, not to mention that Ke Wuxiu has been very strong and self-willed since he appeared in Jiang's house. If he intervenes in these things, Haishi will definitely not be so quiet... Unless, it's all fake!

In other words, the group of people in front of them were all deceived?

Ke Wuxiu, what are you going to do?

Jiang Suihan found that he couldn't see through it for a while.

And at this moment, in the bedroom on the second floor.

Jiang Mianmian turned her head in surprise when she heard the door closing behind her head.

The housekeeper who was following her has disappeared, and she should be guarding outside at this moment... Only let her in by herself》

She pursed her lips a little strangely, but because of the previous way of getting along, she didn't feel strange.

"Brother Milk Tea?" Jiang Mianmian called out to the people on the balcony.

However, the man did not respond.

Jiang Mianmian pursed her lips, holding the milk tea carefully, her palms were warm, but when she opened the glass door, she suddenly felt cold and couldn't help shivering.

"Brother Milk Tea, Mianmian is here to look for you. This is a gift from Mianmian to my brother. Congratulations on my brother's housewarming!"

She raised her little head, and with a soft voice, she handed the milk tea to the young man.

Ke Wuxiu's calm and indifferent expression didn't move a bit, he quietly looked at the stone outside the window without moving.

Don't want to talk to her?
Jiang Mianmian looked at the man in front of her and sighed faintly in her heart.

Why do boys get angry so easily?It's so difficult!
"Brother Milk Tea, you..." She looked around, put the milk tea on the side coffee table on tiptoe, turned her head and unceremoniously grabbed Ke Wuxiu's hand, covered it carefully, and rubbed it: " Your hands are so cold, Mianmian pushes you into the room, okay?"

Ke Wuxiu's ice-cold pupils trembled almost imperceptibly, and the cold pupils reflected the limp little hand on the back of his hand.

So strange, is this the palm of a child?
It's so soft, warm, and has the aroma of milk, which is different from the children in the clan.

But he still didn't move.

Jiang Mianmian wasn't discouraged when she didn't get a response, she opened the door with her small body swaying, then grabbed the armrest, sucked her milk hard, and pushed the wheelchair hard.

Her smiling face was flushed, but the wheelchair didn't move.

"Well... Mianmian, come on!" She cheered herself up dryly.

One, two, three, still can't move!

Ke Wuxiu had a slight smile in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch, little fool, this wheelchair is specially customized, and unless he is willing to let go of the restrictions, no one can push it.

But he won't let go...

"Brother Milk Tea, you just laughed!"

Jiang Mianmian tilted her head, her big grape-like eyes fixed on the corner of Ke Wuxiu's mouth.

Ke Wuxiu suppressed his smile instantly.

"I saw it, it won't work if you take it back!"

"Brother Milk Tea, Mian Mian personally made the milk tea for you. It's super sweet and delicious. It's very, very delicious. If Brother Milk Tea gets angry again, the milk tea will be cold. It won't taste good when it's cold!"

"Brother, here you are!"

The little girl held the emerald green cup and handed it to Ke Wuxiu again, her watery eyes were full of smiles.

Not the slightest haze.

It was as clean as a clear night sky, revealing endless clarity.

Ke Wuxiu, suddenly couldn't pretend anymore!

"Cough cough!"

He lowered his eyes, coughed lightly, and then took the milk tea slowly.

It smells so good, he has smelled it since Jiang Mianmian entered the door.

"You insisted on giving it to me. You were late, and I haven't forgiven you yet!"