There was light rain falling outside, and when Jiang had already come out of the bar, he happened to be breathed in the face by the water.

He raised his hand to wipe his face, and hung up the video with Zhang Wen with one hand.

Immediately afterwards, a car light flashed on the side of the road, facing his direction.

He raised his hand to cover the light, looked over subconsciously, and saw Assistant Yang, who was forced to go to work, driving the door, and took small steps to open the back door.

The man is tall and straight, with long legs stepping out of the car door, standing in the wind, with a black umbrella on his head, he looks more attractive than that night of glamor and luxury.

Wen Shiqing is here.

The stone in Jiang Ji's heart fell instantly, and belatedly let out a breath of foul air.

He knew that it was all thanks to Wen Shiqing's blessing that he could come out of it smoothly today.

I don't know if it's because of the long period of time that he has a sense of dependence on Wen Shiqing, or because the name Wen Shiqing feels too secure, or because of other reasons, he is inevitably relieved.

Not a good sign.

The interest of a merchant is far beyond estimation. The more debts one owes, the greater the interest.

For a while, Jiang had a whirlwind in his head, thinking about what else he could exchange with Wen Shiqing at an equivalent value, except for those feet that could still make Wen Shiqing's blue eyes.

After thinking about it, it seems that there is nothing else but a life that may be lost at any time.

For the first time, Jiang felt that he was really worthless.

"Why did you come out?" The man's voice was calm, with a slightly puzzled look on his face.

He lifted his feet and walked under the eaves, rubbing shoulders with the wind and rain outside.

Only then did Jiang realize that he forgot to report his safety.

Maybe people came here in a hurry because of his unintelligible news.

Jiang already felt somewhat guilty, and explained what happened just now in a few words.

Wen Shiqing's expression was hidden in the light, and he nodded slightly after a while, with a smile on his face: "I dare you to save your life indirectly."

Jiang already felt a little embarrassed: "You were at work when I sent you the message, right? It didn't delay your work, right?"

Wen Shiqing smiled and stood beside him, and Assistant Yang stood not far away holding an umbrella.

"Do you want me to say that there was a delay, or that there was no delay?"

Jiang was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect the words to be thrown into his hands again, and he was at a loss for words for a while.

He said weakly: "It must be hope that there will be no delay."

Wen Shiqing patted his head amusedly, as if stroking a small animal with fried fur: "Then don't delay."

With such a tingling... doting tone, Jiang Ji's spine went numb, and he was almost lost in the warmth.

Calm down and calm down are just means.

Before he could say anything else, Wen Shiqing's phone rang.

The speakerphone was off, but they were so close that he could still hear the voice on the phone clearly.

It's Lin Zeyu.

Probably said something about inviting him to go upstairs, but Wen Shiqing declined politely, and only said that he would send his nephew home and talk about it another day.

While talking, Jiang looked around boredly. As the night approached, there were more and more people here, so he played with his feet.

Just as he was up, his head was pressed again, and he was pushed back.

Jiang already looked up at him blankly.

Wen Shiqing said: "Let's go, I'll take you back."

Jiang Ji nodded obediently, and followed behind him.

He's completely out of temper now.

Besides, he had a premonition that Wen Shiqing was going to settle accounts with him.

Jiang Ji: To tell you the truth, ran away as soon as wanted to.

But he secretly compared his legs with Wen Shiqing's, and found that the other's legs were longer than his.

Forget it, he doesn't deserve to run away or something.

Besides, can you escape the first day of junior high school and the fifteenth day of junior high school?Can you run to a monk or a temple?

It's all life.

With a bitter face, Jiang Ji lowered his head and followed Wen Shiqing into the car.

The author has something to say:

Let's lose it for a while, and come back tomorrow, I'm so sleepy.