[Fuck, if it's impossible, I'm afraid that I haven't seen President Jiang's earthquake retrograde to save Xiao Ganer's ten million direct shots? ? Life can be given, but not a Weibo account? 】

[More carefully, I found that President Jiang's Weibo seems to have changed? what's the situation? Zhongning Group? what does it mean? 】

At the same time, the official Weibo "manipulated" by Ren Tiangao immediately showed no majesty of the official Weibo.

: President Jiang's meaning is probably to be loyal to Wen Ning for the rest of his life. By the way, I accidentally mentioned that my life was given, the Weibo account was given, and the group's property and wealth were given, dear~

A few minutes later, Jiang Shu uprightly liked this comment, and also retweeted the iron-headed baby who said that he would take his head off: [This little brother, when will you take off your head and send it here? Ancestor is waiting to kick, waiting online, very anxious. 】

Chapter 74

Wen Ning sat on the taxi, looked down at the hot search on Weibo, Jiang Shu's naive reply that was quite inconsistent with his own temperament, uncontrollably curved the corners of his lips, and his cheeks were still burning.

When she realized that she was still angry with him, the taxi had already arrived in the downtown area.

Wen Ning restrained her expression, and silently spurned her unsatisfactory self. She raised her chin arrogantly, and put her mobile phone in her pocket at will, and Jiang Shu still naively "charged the battle" for her on the Internet. In the world of keyboard warriors, she also resisted not taking another look.

At that time, it was already May, and the commercial streets of Hancheng had lost their silver cladding, and the branches that had lost their leaves were also sprouting.

Wen Ning stared at the receding street scene outside the car window. For a moment, she felt that the cake shop that flashed by in front of her seemed familiar.

The little girl subconsciously leaned to the window, put her hands on the edge of the window and tried to look back, the familiar sign gradually became smaller, and Wen Ning suddenly felt like something was smashed under her heart, and she made the driver stop.

She was carrying her bag and trotted to the front of the store with the wind under her feet, suddenly stopped halfway, then turned around and looked at the place where Jiang Shu once parked.

There was a lot of traffic, and cars of different shapes and colors slid past one after another.

There used to be someone waiting for her there, but she was still in a panic, feeling that she was out of tune with the whole feasting cold city, and now there is no familiar car park there, but she is fearless.

This place where she has lived for nearly a year, in just one short year, has carried countless memories, which are more vivid than the past 20 years.

The memories are sad and sweet, but they all make her grow up slowly, become brave, and find a place to belong.

Most of these memories are related to Jiang Shu. Life is really wonderful. Jiang Shu belongs here, and she seems to belong here too.

The little girl recalled all the things when she first came to Hancheng. She stood in front of the store and looked up at the sign on the front of the cake shop. It was the first time she followed Jiang Shu two months after she came to Hancheng. Going out, for the first time, really came into contact with this prosperous and unfamiliar world.

She still remembered him back then, and she didn't want to talk to her more than a word. In the frozen carriage, in addition to looking at the scenery outside the window from time to time, she could only quietly look at the man beside her.

But now, she looks at the two boxes of cakes she bought in her hand, which are the same as the ones she bought before, and she doesn't know if the bastard is willing to eat them now...

Wen Ning left the cake shop and called a car! The car continued to go in the direction of Wang Qing's house.

Wang Qing put on a mask and opened the door, and when he saw her, he smiled ambiguous.

Wen Ning understood the meaning of her smile, glared at her shyly, and handed the extra cake she bought.

Wang Qing's eyes were sharp, and when she saw that she still had a copy in her hand, she tsk tsk and winked at her: "Who is that share for?"

Wen Ning bit her lip, passed her blushing cheeks, and walked straight to the living room.

"Hey, no, I'll just ask, how can this face turn red like this? Huh? Ningning?" Wang Qing followed behind him, gossiping so much, pretending to be exaggerated, "Let me come. Guess what, could it be—"

"It's for Jiang Shu, alright! Eat it! You won't be able to close your mouth even if you eat it." Wen Ning said, taking a piece out for her and stuffing it into her mouth.

Wang Qing was called "uuuuu" by her, and she took it and swallowed it for a long time, still not changing her heart of gossip and laughing at her: "Who called me last night and told me never to deal with that big bastard Jiang Shu again. ?"

Wen Ning sat on the sofa, so ashamed that she could not wait to pack her bag and run away.

"That's you. You have the courage to scold Jiang Shu's name. Look at the entire Hancheng. Who else has the courage to be like you? I'm scared when I listen to your call." Wang Qing After taking off the mask, he washed his face again with water, "I heard that even the old man of the Jiang family dare not do anything with him. Grandpa listens to his grandson."

Wen Ning thought back for a while, and it seemed that this was indeed the case.

Wang Qing took off another piece of cake and ate it: "You, you are not used to it."

Wen Ning was thin-skinned and couldn't listen to these ambiguous words.

As soon as Wang Qing saw her expression, she knew that this little girl was not very enlightened. She sat next to her while eating, and rubbed her arm against her: "Didn't you find out?"

"What?" Wen Ning shook her head and blocked the cake that Wang Qing handed over with her hand, "I can't eat it, I have to lose weight."

"Tsk, President Jiang is willing to let you lose weight? With him staring at you, I guess it's hard to lose weight. You are already terribly skinny." The tone is quite serious, "Ningning, maybe you don't know it yourself, but the people around us are watching."

"Huh?" Wen Ning blinked.

"You've always had a good temper, and you've never shown anyone's face, you're gentle to everyone, and you're a very comfortable friend, but only in front of President Jiang, if you have your own temper, you will scold him. , will also make you "sex", act like a spoiled child, such you, me! I will only see you when you meet President Jiang, unscrupulous, fresh and pure, like a spoiled child."