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Leng Ran looked at Jiang Meimei, blinked, "Hello."

Jiang Meimei was stunned by the calmness of the young man in front of her. She pointed at herself, and the bright red nail polish glistened under the warm yellow light. ,

"I, Fu Zhao's fiancée."

For her re-emphasis, Leng Ran still looked indifferent. ,

"Oh, hello."

"Strike the master"?, drama

"Wait a minute, is your name Leng Ran?" Jiang Meimei wondered if she had identified the wrong person, she took out her phone to find the photo, and gestured to Leng Ran's face, "That's right, it's you!"

Although Leng Ran has now had her hairstyle and makeup done, her frigid face, which is beyond the world, is exactly the same as in the photo. ,

Jiang Meimei looked Leng Ran up and down, um, wide shoulders and narrow waist, long and straight legs, and a pretty face, but no matter how you look at it, the male hormones are relatively strong, which is the type that is very attractive to little girls.

It's not at all the same as the bitch-like little rascal that Fu Zhao likes. ,

"Hey, how did you two hook up?" Jiang Meimei looked at Leng Ran with great interest, but she didn't know that the gossip she showed had already surpassed her original coquettish and bitch persona.

Leng Ran frowned, subconsciously looking towards the door.

He didn't want Fu Zhao's reputation to be affected by the few words of a fiancée who appeared out of nowhere. ,

Jiang Meimei's mood was not affected by Leng Ran's indifference at all, she hugged her shoulders, looking thoughtful. ,

"I can be regarded as Fu Zhao's ex-girlfriend no matter what. Why didn't I see that he is okay with you?" Leng Ran looked at the phone, intending to be indifferent to the end, but when she heard her words, she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows. head. ,

"Ex-girlfriend?" Leng Ran narrowed his eyes and looked at Jiang Meimei's face, "Which one?"

Just kidding, from college to now, he knows exactly who Fu Zhao's 21 exes are. How come he doesn't remember Jiang Meimei being such a person. , Jiang Meimei froze for a moment, "Huh?"

Leng Ran put down the phone, looking at Jiang Meimei with a pair of bright black and white eyes.

"He has so many ex-girlfriends, which one are you?" Jiang Meimei swallowed in panic. ,

This sounded like saying which onion do you think I have so many rivals in love. ,

So Jiang Meimei thought about it seriously.

"Should I be my first love?"

It should probably be almost possible.

Leng Ran was silent.

The Fu Zhao Encyclopedia in his heart started to record when Fu Zhao was in college. As for those Yingying Yanyans before him

This involves his knowledge blind spot. ,

Leng Ran can force himself not to care, but first love is still different. ,

Anxiety in the heart can easily show on the face. ,

"Then you should go find him." Leng Ran put away his phone, and there were three WeChat messages from Fu Zhaoxin on it, "I'm getting ready to shoot, so I won't send it away." Looking at the back of the cold-faced little beauty, Jiang Mei Meixuan held back her laughter. ,

"Oh, it's interesting, it's interesting

Such an interesting little thing, no wonder that old rascal Fu Zhao was so fascinated. ,

Jiang Meimei curled her lips and dialed a number.

As expected, no one answered. ,

Jiang Meimei raised her eyebrows and sent a text message directly.

"I'm here to find your little beauty, how can I say, she's so cute, I'm a little bit moved (*AwA*)"z

After sending the text message, Jiang Meimei sat on the sofa with her legs crossed, with a relaxed expression: "Three, two," CJ

As soon as the word "one" landed, her phone vibrated desperately.

Jiang Meimei raised the corners of her lips, "Hello" on the other end of the phone, it was Fu Zhao's snarl and roar.

"Jiang Xiaohua, are you crazy? Did you go to Leng Ran? What did you tell him? I rely on you to say nothing good about me! No wonder he didn't reply to my WeChat, you just wait!

Jiang Meimei laughed wildly, "That's not enough, Fu San, you like that little beauty so much?" Fu Zhao didn't bother to talk nonsense to her: "It's up to you."

"half an hour."

Jiang Meimei glanced at the time on the wall, "Come see me at Xinhuo within half an hour, otherwise

Jiang Meimei lightly dusted off the dust on the toes of her high heels, her beautiful eyes sparkling, "I'll shake off all the shitty things you've done in front of the cold-faced little beauty."

Fu Zhao: ""

Fu Zhao knew Jiang Meimei's temperament, and said that she was the most poisonous woman. This bitch was so cruel that she could even tell her own brother, let alone him. , "Mr. Fu, do you want to go up?"

Fu Zhao had already arrived in front of Fu's Group. He glanced at the row upon row of buildings outside the window, and leaned on the back seat of the car as if resigned to his fate. ,

"Turn around and go to the fire."

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