Translator: 549690339
The manâs melodious voice rang out. Even through the cold phone screen, the manager could not help but grind his fists.
âSee for yourself.â
The manager held in his anger, opened his following page, and gently found a certain personâs profile picture.
He clicked on it.
He could see what this annoying thing had done with a single glance.
[a little friend I know, [donât disturb her, thank you.]
The manager slowly typed out a few question marks.
It was fine if it was just this message, but Jiang yuzhi even attached a picture, which was a big problem!
A little friend he knew? n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Ha.
Why donât you just say that this is your little friend?
The manager held his breath and shouted.
âJiang yuzhi, did water enter your brain? Do you know what you are doing?
Sending these specious words, are you trying to hint at something?â
what you should do now is to clarify that thereâs no ambiguous relationship between the two of you and give a direct response!
He gave Jiang yuzhi a good scolding.
The manager seemed to have vented all the grievances that he had accumulated over the years.
Huu.
He scolded Jiang yuzhi.
Really⦠It felt so f * eking good!
If it wasnât for the bad timing, the manager would have laughed out loud.
The man on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment. He didnât refute anything and hung up the phone directly. He threw out a sentence,â Iâll handle this matter myself. Donât worry about it.
The managerâs smile instantly disappeared.
She was pitiful, weak, and helpless.
H-H-H-he said something wrong?
(0_$)
Jiang yuzhi hung up the phone.
He stood in the study room, feeling a sense of frustration for no reason. He walked to the desk, pulled open the drawer, and took out a box of exquisitely wrapped cigarettes.
He pulled out one.
He lit the fire.
Smoke and smoke filled the air.
Jiang yuzhi suddenly coughed, probably because he had choked. He pressed the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray, and his expression turned ugly in an instant. His thin lips were pressed into a straight line.
He took out his phone again.
He made a call.
remove all the hot searches about me. Also, erase all the news about Chu ran from the internet and protect her personal information.
The manâs clean and beautiful eyes were emotionless, and his fingers twitched uncontrollably.
âYes,â the other party replied respectfully.
After hanging up the phone, Jiang yuzhi returned to his normal self. He walked out of the study room and closed the door behind him with a faint smile on his lips.
He saw the girl sitting obediently on the sofa.
Jiang yuzhi walked over and said,âItâs almost noon. Since youâre already here, letâs have lunch before leaving.â
âIs there anything you donât eat?â
As he spoke, Jiang yuzhi picked up an apron and put it on. He rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the kitchen.
There was a sense of power in his tone and Fu min didnât even have the time to reject him.
His outstretched hand froze in mid-air.
The âno needâ was stuck in her throat.
â.. 1 donât have any.â
Seeing Jiang yuzhi busy in the kitchen, Fu Shangâs eyes were a little dazed. She didnât expect this seemingly otherworldly movie King to have such a down-to-earth side. He actually knew how to cook.
When they were eating.
The two of them did not speak.
Fu min noticed that this manâs attitude towards her had changed. From the intimacy in the beginning to the obvious distance now.
Even though it was still gentle, there was an obvious barrier..