Wen Ning was a little curious, and looked beside him: "What are you doing?"

Jiang Shu opened Weibo and forwarded the news of her donation of 600,000 yuan, with a sour tone: "I donate for you, is 10,000,000 enough?"

He retweeted once.

Seeing that Wen Ning didn't say anything, he forwarded it again: "Twenty million."

Wen Ning blinked in shock.

Jiang Shu continued to forward: "Add another fifty million."

"Jiang Shu..."

"Baby, don't go..."

Chapter 75 Love

Jiang Shu's magnetically sinking "baby" really made Wen Ning's little heart swell, and she almost couldn't remember when he always liked to call her that.

To be honest, since grandpa was sick in bed, Wen Ning has never really been regarded as a sweetheart by anyone.

Such a name was unfamiliar to the original her, but now she is accustomed to it.

Wen Ning turned her head to look at him, the man lowered his head, her delicate left hand was held in the palm of his hand and did not want to let go, and her fingers gently "kneaded" at her knuckles, consciously or unintentionally. Intimacy, but also with a touch of helplessness.

Wen Ning saw God, she always thought that a man like Jiang Shu who could cover the sky with one hand, there was nothing that he couldn't do and would make him embarrassed, but he would be helpless and helpless.

He would be naive and jealous, and he would even lose his usual calmness when she casually teased him, and competed with those in her mouth who were not even qualified to be looked at by him.

Jiang Shu "touched" her finger, didn't look up, his voice was muffled, with a negotiating tone: "Will you not go? If you want to record a variety show, I will vote for you, whatever you want to record. Okay, just don't..."

Seeing that he was staring at her hand, Wen Ning looked at him recklessly, with a sullen smile on the corners of her lips: "But if you don't go, you will lose money, the penalty for breach of contract is precious."

"I will pay, it's a big deal." What a joke, he Jiang Shu has never been short of money in his life, and he has never worried about money. In his eyes, what can be solved with money? Son?

At this moment, President Jiang, who has no "force" in his heart, has not adapted to the "role" of the poor, and is still living in a dream.

Wen Ning suddenly remembered something and reminded: "Where did you get so much money, you invested in variety shows, and you still pay liquidated damages. President Jiang is so good, he has learned to hide small vaults."

The little girl just deliberately raised the bar, but she never cared about his wealth. She was not a greedy person. She earned enough for her to live well, and she never thought about relying on anyone.

"?" Jiang Shu frowned, realizing something was wrong. The next second, he remembered that the present is not what it used to be. Now all his company property is given to this little guy in front of him. At best, he is just a part-time worker for her. Not to mention money.

Although with his ability, he can recreate a prosperous Jiang family in two years. His wealth is far more than those visible industrial groups, and no one can match his means, connections and vision, but this is not the same thing. , he can't go to the horns on this matter, and he can't argue with Wen Ning, so he has to coax him along.

He understood this very well, and Jiang Shu immediately lowered his posture: "How dare I, the small treasury? If it doesn't exist, at most it is to deduct Jiang Mengmeng's pocket money."

Wen Ning couldn't help laughing out of his words this time: "Mengmeng knows that it can kill you, I will definitely help her and not help you."

Jiang Shu listened, and smirked fondly. He didn't know how long he had waited for this scene. She was able to chat with herself about ordinary household things without any resistance. I didn't even realize that the words she said had subconsciously changed her identity back to the past.

The sister-in-law's posture is quite upright, and the three words "little treasury" are not something that ordinary friends can use.

"So cruel? Haven't all the money I deducted been used to support you?" The man said so, but his face was full of satisfaction.

Wen Ning raised his chin, his neck line was slender and smooth, with a little arrogance: "Who wants you to raise it?"

Jiang Shu immediately followed her will: "Okay, okay, we Ningning are now little rich women."

Wen Ning raised her eyes and glared at him angrily.

Jiang Shu smiled eloquently, even if she glared at him, he felt that his heart was full, quite sweet and comfortable.

Wen Ning finished chatting with him, and withdrew her left hand from his palm.

Jiang Shu raised his eyebrows slightly. Although he was reluctant to feel the touch in his hand, he had no choice but to sit back upright in his driver's seat, start the car, and hold the steering wheel to drive out of the airport.

The cold city in May has not yet ushered in the midsummer. It is night again. Jiang Shu drove the car over with the hood open. At this moment, worried that she would catch a cold from the cold wind, she clicked the button to seal the car again.

Wen Ning was closing his eyes to feel the coolness on his face, and felt a little bored for a while, so he hurriedly called him: "Can you turn it on again? I want to blow the wind." Jiang Shu's heart went away.

Who can resist when someone you like is acting like a spoiled child? Anyway, Jiang Shu couldn't.

I was just worried that she would catch a cold, so I couldn't help but nag a few words, sounding like an old father: "It's only May, and now I'm taking the wind in the car, I'll catch a cold when I go back, and I want to go for a ride. When the weather is hot, I'll bring it with me anytime. Get out of your pocket."

Wen Ning didn't know why, as long as he was facing Jiangshu, he was a little arrogant. He seemed to know that the other party was willing to indulge him, so he was unscrupulous: "Then you can drive the car slower, just drive."

Now Jiang Shu can't stand it anymore. Even if he worries about her again, he can't help but follow her will, press the button, and reopen the roof: "Only open for a while."

! Wen Ning got what she wanted, she squinted her eyes with satisfaction and leaned back, she raised her hands naturally to feel the evening breeze with the fragrance of grass, the corners of her lips were bent, and she smiled comfortably.

Jiang Shu deliberately slowed down, turning his head to look at her from time to time.