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Wen Ning can't drink, only Wang Qing and Jiang Mengmeng drink. Wang Qing has been working as an assistant for many years, and she has an occupational disease. She doesn't drink too much, because she needs to stay sober all the time. In the end, Jiang Mengmeng was the only one left to become a drunk.

At the beginning, Madman held up a glass of wine and kept wishing Wen Ning a happy housewarming, but later he cried aggrievedly and spoke vaguely.

"How could he be willing to let me out!"

"He gave me to someone else! Ooooooooo"

"He doesn't want me, old man! I don't want him either!"

Wen Ning felt distressed when she saw it, and kept going to hide her wine bottle: "Okay, don't cry anymore, you're too drunk, can you sleep with me at night?"

Jiang Mengmeng shook her head stupidly: "No, my sister-in-law called someone to pick me up!"

Wen Ning can only follow her meaning: "Okay, okay, I'll call your brother, okay?"

"No brother! Brother is too fierce, find Uncle Zhou! Woohoo, sister-in-law, please help me and ask Zhou Ziheng if he still wants to pick me up!"

After Jiang Shu's car came out of the grand ceremony, it drove straight to the downstairs of Wen Ning's house. The man stood in the dark, staring at the bright light upstairs.

After guarding for two hours, Zhou Ziheng came to guard again. This scene seemed familiar, but now that he knew something about Wen Ning's life experience, he didn't care much about Zhou Ziheng's existence.

Jiang Shu watched Zhou Ziheng go upstairs in a hurry, and felt somewhat envious. At least he was able to enter the room with integrity, and now he was standing downstairs blowing the cold wind.

After a while, Zhou Ziheng came out of the building, and the little girl in his arms was very familiar to Jiang Shu.

It's that idiot Jiang Mengmeng.

After all, he trusted Zhou Ziheng, otherwise he would not have allowed Wen Ning to sign his company. Seeing the current situation, he had no intention of interfering.

Zhou Ziheng stuffed Jiang Mengmeng into the car, the little girl still wrapped around his neck and said, "Uncle Zhou, don't go..."

"I didn't leave, your brother is by the side, I'll go say hello, be nice, I'll be right back, don't let the loudspeaker hear you?"

Jiang Mengmeng nodded confusedly.

"Looking for me?" Zhou Ziheng walked up to Jiang Shu.

Jiang Shu glanced at the car that was carrying Jiang Mengmeng, and said "tsk", "Our relationship is a bit complicated now..."

Zhou Ziheng: "?"

Jiang Shu took out a cassette and gave it to him.

Zhou Ziheng: "My sister's tape? Why did you give me this, we have it at home."

Jiang Shu said lightly: "You said that I should call you uncle, or do you have to call me brother?"

"??" Zhou Ziheng was stunned for a moment, and when he reacted, he was shocked, "No wonder I always feel that Wen Ning is a little familiar... Are you sure?"

"I was in Hong Kong for the first half of the month, just to investigate this matter. Your sister was married to a Hong Konger, right? This tape was given to her by Grandpa Wen Ning before he left. I kept thinking about why it was a tape until that day. When I saw the people on the tape, they did look alike."

"Your sister and brother-in-law had an accidental car accident and left early in the car accident. Your family had such a quarrel with her because of her marriage. Later, it's normal to have a daughter." Jiang Shu paused and nodded to Zhou Ziheng's chest. , "But go back and tell your old man that she is now protected by my Jiang family. I also remember what they owe Wen Ning."

Even if Jiang Shu didn't say this, Zhou Ziheng, including the Zhou family, knew it.

"Okay, let's go, the drunk in the car is going to howl again."

Zhou Ziheng: "..."

Jiang Mengmeng was picked up, Wang Qing also called a car to go home, and the small apartment that was still in a mess just now regained its calm.

Wen Ning sat on the small sofa with her phone in her arms, watching Jiang Shu's text messages from the dark room one by one.

Almost everyone is coaxing her and begging her to answer the phone and send a text message. He misses her very much, wants to hear her voice, and see what she looks like.

Wen Ning bit her lip, always feeling a warm feeling somewhere in her heart, the feeling of being missed.

She read every article, turned it back and read it again. When she saw half of it, she suddenly became distracted. She ran to the window to look downstairs, and met Jiang Shu's eyes. .

The next second, her cell phone rang.

Wen Ning picked it up, and the man's cold voice came from the receiver: "Why are you still not sleeping? Going to the window in the middle of the night to blow air?"

Wen Ning stared at him, the floor was high, the distance was a little far, and he couldn't see clearly, but he had to admit that even if it was blurry, Jiang Shu still had an outstanding temperament.

"Not sleepy..." She replied softly.

Jiang Shu chuckled lightly: "If you are not sleepy, please don't ask me to go up and sit down? My little girl has moved to a new house by herself."

Wen Ning put her face on the phone and was embarrassed to speak, but she saw Jiang Shu took the initiative to go into the building.

After a while, there was a knock on the door.

Wen Ning ran over a few steps to open the door for him, Jiang Shu smiled a little contentedly: "Finally know that the door is open? I thought I was going to do something."

Wen Ning glared at him, turned sideways and let him enter the room.

The area of ​​the single apartment is not large, but the sparrow is small and complete.

Jiang Shu glanced at the small sofa and smiled: "In such a big place, you even bought a sofa for me?"

"You think beautiful." The little girl rarely became arrogant.

Wen Ning smiled: "I also have my own home, Jiang Shu."

"Yeah." The man replied reluctantly, "If you wanted to, you would have everyone long ago, as big as you want."

Wen Ning puffed out his cheeks, the man who didn't understand the style: "This house is small, but I bought it myself, and every decoration in it is arranged by myself, no one can drive me away, Not even you."

"When am I willing to drive you away..."

But I have to admit that the small home that she carefully and personally built is indeed much warmer than those luxurious decorations that were smashed with money. Jiang Shu said: "I can see that it is your favorite warm yellow, indeed It's cozy and feels like home.”