After the reunion, the big boss eyed her cub

"..."

Jiang Li sighed lightly.

"Okay, okay, don't talk about me, I'm on the rise in my career, so I don't want to talk about love, men are all stumbling blocks on the road to success."

Jiang Li squinted at her with a half-smile, "Are you sure?"

"Uh, forgive me for my misexpression, the boss is definitely not a stumbling block on your road to success, he must be the cornerstone of your road to success."

"..."

On the small balcony.

After Feng Siye made sure that the sliding door was closed tightly, he squeezed a cigarette out of the cigarette case that Jiang Yuchen handed over, and Jiang Yuchen helped him light it up like a dog.

Feng Siye glanced at him, "You have something to tell me?"

"Uncle wise."

"Stop flattering." Feng Siye took a puff of the cigarette between his fingertips and exhaled the smoke ring, "Speak."

"I saw Jiang Jiang this time, and I feel that her attitude towards you seems to be more natural than before." The uncle was also very warm to Jiang Jiang before, but Jiang Jiang was obviously a little embarrassed at that time.

"Yes, she said she wanted to have a good relationship with me."

"..."

Even though he had already guessed it, Jiang Yuchen still felt a little uncomfortable when he heard this fact. He took a deep breath of the cigarette, the smoke was burning in his lungs, and he smiled wryly, "I knew it..."

"Yuchen, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain."

"I know." Jiang Yuchen looked up at the dark night sky, and sighed, "If I hadn't recognized the reality, I would have moved to the side of Jiang Jiang's house a long time ago to be your light bulb."

"..."

Jiang Yuchen felt a little uncomfortable, he turned his head and asked Feng Siye, "Is there any wine?"

"This is the hospital."

"..."

Jiang Yuchen sighed again, and he took another puff of cigarette, "Actually, I didn't lose to you, I lost to Jiang Jiang... In the past two years, if she likes me even a little bit, I will not give up. "

"I know."

Jiang Yuchen's eyes were red again, and he choked up and said, "Uncle, you must treat Jiang Jiang well in the future. Before she met you, she really planned to live with her two children for the rest of her life and never find a boyfriend again. Can she It is not easy to make up your mind to fall in love, so you must not let her down."

"I do not know."

Jiang Yuchen wiped away his tears, and finally got to the point, "I came to visit Jiang Jiang today is one of them, and there is another thing, I heard that your aunt was sent to Yunze Special Training School?"

"Ah."

"After the Zhou family's dinner last time, my aunt called me once. She said Jiang Jiang was terrible. I said a few words for Jiang Jiang, and she said that I was obsessed with ghosts...My aunt also said that grandma was also very I don't like ginger."

"That's their business."

"I knew you would say that." Jiang Yuchen looked at him seriously, "Grandma is your biological mother, you should know her better than me, grandma... I have heard of her methods before, this time Auntie was thrown into the special training school because of Jiang Jiang, if grandma didn't like Jiang Jiang before, she must hate her now."

Seeing that he didn't speak, Jiang Yuchen said with deep eyes, "Grandma won't let it go, and don't you think this incident is too coincidental?"

"I'm checking."

Jiang Yuchen asked him, "If grandma did it, what would you do?"

"..."

Feng Siye's eyes were slightly cold, he crushed out the cigarette butt, "I choose my lover, I will not let anyone hurt her, not even my relatives."

"Then what will you do?"

"She has natural enemies."

The uncle and nephew looked at each other, everything was kept silent.

After receiving the guarantee, Jiang Yuchen was relieved, and the pain of being broken up surged up again, Jiang Yuchen's eyes burned, "Uncle, if you can't protect her well, I will rob her."

"You can't grab it."

This is very sad.

Jiang Yuchen secretly wiped away tears, "Uncle, can you lend me your shoulder?"

"..."

Feng Siye turned his head, and found that Jiang Yuchen's face was full of tears at some point, and the corner of his mouth twitched fiercely.

He didn't understand.

Both were brought up by their grandparents, and their living environment was exactly the same. Both he and Jiuci would rather bleed than cry. Why does Jiang Yuchen love to cry so much.

He suddenly thought of Jiang Yuchen's father.

Jiang Yuchen's father is a writer.

To be precise, he is a very emotional writer, he is good at writing love stories, every time he writes touching places, he seems to hide in his elder sister's arms and cry.

Oh.

Not only do I cry when I write a story, but I also cry uncontrollably when I hear some touching stories.

but……

Jiang Yuchen was not brought up by his father at all, so he would be affected!

Heredity is a scary thing.

Thinking this way in his heart, seeing Jiang Yuchen's eyes red like a bunny, his heart softened after all, he silently lowered his shoulders, the next second, Jiang Yuchen pulled him with both hands, lay on his shoulders and cried heartbreakingly.

Feng Siye, "..."

……

pick up memories.

Feng Jiuci organized a game today and asked a few brothers to come and drink. Feng Jiuci's friends are all wealthy second generations who have fun in private. Feng Siye is not here today, so don't worry about those women who don't have eyesight. Seducing him made him allergic, so Feng Jiuci called all of Shi Yi's beautiful female publicists over.

All of them are fair-skinned, beautiful and long-legged types.

Holding the red wine, he leaned on the sofa lazily, looked at the female PRs in cool clothes standing in a row, and clicked his tongue, "Such people deserve to be called women."

"Humph!"

The young girl next to Feng Jiuci gave him a reproachful look, and said sourly, "Brother Jiu, why are you as superficial as those ordinary men?"

"I'm just a big layman."

"That's not it, Brother Ninth, you are the most interesting man I've ever seen."

"Smell?" Feng Jiuci raised his hand and sniffed it vigorously, and joked, "Why don't I smell anything on my body?"

"Ninth brother, you are making fun of people."

Feng Jiuci laughed out loud.

After laughing, he took a sip of his wine and patted the girl on the shoulder, "Jiayi, this place is full of smog. It's not a place where a good girl like you should come. Let your brother take you back."

"No, I want to play with you."

Feng Jiuci crossed Erlang's legs, with a half-smile, "We want to play with women, and you want to watch?"

"Ninth Brother..."

Feng Jiuci was still laughing, but his voice was undeniably firm, "Hey, go back quickly."

"..."

Lin Jiayi's eyes were red with grievance, and she stomped away angrily.

Lin Jiayi is the younger sister of Feng Jiuci's friend Lin Zheng. She is young and beautiful, and everyone in their circle knows Feng Jiuci's thoughts.

But it's a pity.

Rabbits do not eat grass at the edge of the nest.

Feng Jiuci knew what women could play with and what women couldn't, and he didn't want to cause trouble for himself, so his attitude towards Lin Jiayi had always been neither cold nor cold.

"A Zheng, don't you want to see her off?"

Lin Ying was a little powerless to this younger sister, he sighed and stood up, "I'll send her back and come back."

"it is good."

Lin Jiayi was the only one present, a wealthy daughter. As soon as she left, the rest of the men let go a lot, and each of them hugged a female publicist and started laughing.

Feng Jiuci also hugged a girl.

The girl hid in his arms, Feng Jiuci smelled the overly strong perfume on her body, Feng Jiuci almost choked to death.

Cold.

He thought of Angie.

I was taking care of her in the hospital yesterday, and the girl only had a faint fragrance of shower gel on her body, a very light fragrance, and it smelled very comfortable.