Try changing my plan again?

▍If Jiang Song died, it would probably be Ruan Mian's stupid death

Ruan Mian has developed a skill in a daze. He can distinguish Jiang Song by listening to his footsteps, and he can tell whether it is him who is about to come in when the person is still eight feet away.

So when Jiang Yuan came in, he was not surprised at all.

"Jiang Song doesn't have time today, I'm afraid you'll be bored, so let me accompany you."

Ruan Mian's nightmare was tightly held in the thermos that Jiang Yuan brought, and he wanted to cover his nose almost reflexively, as if a nosebleed would gushe out in the next second.

Grandpa Jiang's tea, sister Jiang's soup, Ruan Mian's heartache.

In fact, he felt a little lost in his heart, but unfortunately it was too small to be discovered.

Ruan Mian simply finished the work, saved it, and reopened a few pictures, "I'm not a three-year-old child, and I need someone to accompany me."

Jiang Yuan shrugged, "Some people just want to worry about it. What can I do?"

Ruan Mian beckoned to Jiang Yuan, "Sister Jiang Yuan, just come and take a look. I've finished the revision. Is this what Mrs. Jiang wants?"

Jiang Yuan cooperated, leaned over, and held his breath, looked through the twelve renderings made of blood and tears, and said, "It looks good."

Ruan Mian looked at her expectantly, "Is that the feeling?"

Jiang Yuan, "I don't know."

She patted Ruan Mian's shoulder compassionately, feeling sorry for the instant collapse on that face, "Don't panic, what if she likes this? Lafayette's thoughts, I wait for mortals to guess, try more A few times... We understand your suffering, we can pay double the design fee, be good, don't cry."

Ruan Mian closed the computer in despair, "I haven't seen such a big storm in these years, a plan has been changed more than a dozen times, it's just a small scene, but I never expected..."I almost feel like" will fall on my head one day Let's see who the heavens spare."

Jiang Yuan comforted him, "It's okay, take your time, drink some soup first, stewed old duck with cordyceps and red dates."

Ruan Mian, "..."

Although they are siblings, Jiang Yuan and Jiang Song have completely different personalities. They obviously grew up in the same environment, which should not be the case.

Jiang Yuan is careless in his work, but Jiang Song's personality is very restrained. His gentleness is only superficial, like an illusion created over the years and has been used freely.

Everything has a cause and effect, Ruan Mian has always been curious, but it is only curious, this kind of wealthy family's past is too private no matter how you say it.

Chatting all over the world, Jiang Yuan's phone rang, and she gestured to Ruan Mian to wait, before answering, "Hello?"

A lengthy silence followed.

With a spoon in her mouth, Ruan Mian dutifully became a melon-eating crowd.

He waited and waited, and gradually began to suspect that the melon might not be fleshy or sweet.

"It's over? Is it my turn?" I saw a sneer slowly appearing on Jiang Yuan's slumped face, "You can't find Jiang Song, so you come to me, and let us be juniors and think it's an accident. What a big deal."

Once Jiang Yuan put on a straight face, his aura was no less fierce than Jiang Song.

She was still talking about something over there, but she was interrupted impatiently, "Actually, I think the premise of harmonious coexistence and common development in today's society is very simple. Let’s solve it with your ass and my ass, save a lot of time and cost, and contribute to creating a better tomorrow. In summary, it can be concluded in one sentence, just stop meddling, okay?”

The last sentence "okay" was extraordinarily gentle, coupled with her face full of old lady wanting to eat people, it scared Ruan Mian into a fright.

When Jiang Yuan hung up the phone, he swallowed his saliva, and said tremblingly, "Wow...awesome."

Jiang Yuan sighed half-truthfully, "Who told his sister that I am a superman, and I have never seen him unhappy since I was a child."

Ruan Mian's longing for gossip news is written on every pore, "Hmm? Tell me?"

Jiang Yuan smiled disdainfully, "Jiang Song in our family can barely be considered a golden bachelor. People always think about it, and everyone thinks that they are a month old. No one can understand the little calculations in their hearts."

Ruan Mianxin said that he is really not reluctant, a 48K gold-plated diamond bachelor is about the same.

Jiang Yuan suddenly raised his head and stared at Ruan Mian, with a strange light in his eyes, "Hey, hey, how about you, how is your love life?"

Ruan Mian was stunned by the question for a moment, then laughed dryly, "My love life... is blank, after all, I only have work in my heart, haha."

Jiang Yuan really couldn't control the desire to ravage and ravage him, so he got up and forced him in front of him, smiling like a strange aunt, covered his face with both hands and rubbed it viciously, flattening and rounding, "Good boy, So cute."

Said, pinched his cheek again.

Ruan Mian froze in panic and let others manipulate her, she blinked her eyes after a long time, her ears turned red from embarrassment.

Jiang Yuan folded his arms with a smile, "It's so pure."

Ruan Mian wailed inwardly, racking her brains to change the topic, "Then what... what about Jiang Song? He has always been single too? Impossible."

Jiang Yuan, "Of course it's impossible, I have had several girlfriends."

When she was talking, she observed Ruan Mian intentionally or unintentionally.

Ruan Mian's expression changed only slightly, as if she didn't even notice it, Jiang Yuan saw it, her brows and eyes gradually curved, and she smiled inexplicably.

"However, he is neither salty nor salty to anyone, and in the end the trouble ended without a problem, as if none of the dishes was his dish."

This is consistent with the gossip that Geng Wanwan inquired about.

Ruan Mian secretly slandered that a full man doesn't know a hungry man is hungry, so she curled her lips sourly, "It's really hard to serve."

Jiang Yuan's expression was unpredictable, "That's not necessarily true."

Ruan Mian scratched his head, he always felt that Jiang Yuan's words were intriguing, but he couldn't figure out what it was.

"Well, he did follow my sister and me, and he has a good appearance. There's nothing he can do about it." Jiang Yuan shook his head helplessly, "But don't worry, I'll watch."

Ruan Mian had a question mark on his forehead, "Why should I rest assured...???"

Jiang Yuan knew in his heart that this guy had no brains, and he couldn't explain it clearly. If he really explained it, he might scare him away, so he changed the subject altogether, "Is he going to be discharged from the hospital in a few days?"

Ruan Mian nodded, "It drove me crazy."

Jiang Yuan laughed, "You won't be able to drive a car for a short time, the old man said to find a driver to take you to and from get off work."

Ruan Mian was about to say no, no, no, it was embarrassing enough to be taken care of so meticulously all day long.

Jiang wished to add a sentence like a prophet, "Don't be polite to us, my sister will be upset."

Ding Dong was still waiting at home, and Jiang Yuan couldn't stay here for too long. He stared at him after he finished his soup, and simply tidied up the messy books thrown around the house, arranged them in a pile, and asked him if he needed any more. What, get the car keys and prepare to go home.

Before leaving, she suddenly said without beginning or end, "By the way, my brother is not in a good mood these days, you should be more patient, he still loves you very much."

Ruan Mian became more and more confused, and there was a cloud of paste in her mind, which made it thicker and thicker.

Jiang Song is not in a good mood these days?

...Why didn't he see it.

Jiang Song usually looks cold and indifferent, but it seems to be different to him.

The emotional intelligence that Ruan Mian is proud of is only enough to support him to see the difference, but he can't understand why.

Probably because they are all artists at heart, and artists are all emotional animals, and they will evolve into neuropathy when their rank is high, and their behavior is usually based on feeling.

Ruan Mian was ignorant and felt that her thoughts should be right.

Jiang Song, who is not in a good mood, is listening to his work report in a bad mood, and his mind is numb after the whole day.

Most people said the same thing, and started to paint the cake after reporting the quarterly work, but how to bake the cake after painting, many people couldn't answer at all.

To sum it up in three words, fake big empty.

The night falls outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the neon lights are on, and there are many high-rise buildings in the commercial area. The glass curtain wall reflects the lights from all directions, which is prosperous and dazzling.

In the huge conference room, Jiang Song sat alone at the end of the long table, raised his hand and looked at his watch.

07: 30.

Just such a small action made the person who was reading the PPT stutter, for fear that he might have said something wrong.

Their boss Xiao Jiang usually looks gentle and elegant, and his smile can be called kind, but he is no softer than his father in his actions.

When he first airborne the company, many people waited to see the joke with an ambiguous attitude, but who would have imagined it? It has only been a short year, and those who are not convinced are basically honest.

The meeting ended an hour later. Jiang Song unbuttoned his shirt and drove straight to the hospital without even taking a sip of the coffee brought by his assistant.

Although it was late, he went anyway.

Because staying with that person and making jokes can make people relax, or in other words, they will be infected by that exuberant vitality, and feel that life is not so hard.

It's like a soothing medicine.

When Jiang Song arrived at the hospital, Ruan Mian was on the phone with his mother. Seeing him coming in, he looked a little surprised and blinked to express his inquiry.

Jiang Song waved his hand, signaling him not to worry about himself, and sat alone on the sofa with his eyes closed.

He really just wanted to stay here for a while, even if he didn't speak.

"Mom, go to bed early, I'll call you tomorrow... Mmm, I see, good night, mom."

Ruan Mian hung up the phone and looked at Jiang Song in confusion, "Why are you here so late? Have you eaten yet?"

Jiang Song looked tired and exhausted, and it took him a long time to answer, "Eat."

Ruan Mian scratched her forehead with her index finger, and thought for a while, "You seem to be exhausted, do you want to come over and let me massage your head?"

Jiang Song slowly opened his eyes, looked straight at him, and didn't speak.

Ruan Mian only felt that the holy will was unpredictable, it was really difficult, and she tried to ask again, "If it really doesn't work, I'll skip it? I often massage my mother at home, and the technique is very professional."

The author says:

Originally it was updated tomorrow, but I have to go back to my hometown, so I will post it today, and the next update will probably be later on Tuesday.

Daily fancy refills, it’s another day to love you guys, okay?