"Director Jiang is showing off his boyfriend openly!"

Huo Mian's expression was surprised for a moment, so he took out his cell phone and opened Weibo to read it.

Almost immediately, I was attracted by the person in that photo.

It was raining heavily, and the man was dressed in black, with delicate and white fingers, holding an umbrella.

There was only a slender back, but every line was filled with a delicate ghostly smell, illuminating the darkness, as faint as Tanhua.

He tilted his head slightly, as if he was about to turn his head in the next second.

Through the cold photos, the perfection of the ultimate rich and darkness seemed to be about to turn into substance, and pounced into everyone's eyes with fangs and claws.

There is another sentence in the photo.

——takemehome.

take me Home.

Jiang Nuan is the most popular figure in Tianjin recently. Many people are always paying attention to the progress of the Jiang family’s lawsuit.

As soon as this photo appeared, it seemed that for a moment, the entire Weibo fell into a paralyzed silence.

After the atmosphere suddenly freezes, a "boom" sound came with a crazy bombardment.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Huo Mian held the phone on the table, raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows, took a deep breath, "Go back."

Le Qing was posting on Weibo, beating her idol. When she heard Huo Mian's voice, she came over and asked, "Sister Mian, don't you like Director Jiang?"

Huo Mian thought of his grandmother and was silent for a moment, "I'll go back at the right time."

She walked out, and Le Qing followed her and looked at the number of comments about which rocket-mounted rise.

"Why are they all cursing? What about blessings?!"

...

The Emperor's Office.

When Di Heng got the news, he raised an eyebrow.

He opened Weibo, glanced at it, and then smiled, "Yohe, I finally got a name!"

After so long, Li Xichen's presence is so weak that it makes people want to beat Jiang Xiaonuan up.

Suddenly, I showed off such a wave of affection...

Jiang Xiaonuan's head is a little enlightened.

The office door was suddenly pushed open.

Di Heng looked up and frowned, "Yirou..."

Du Yiruo leaned against the door panel, his face pale, and an expressionless smile appeared on his face, "I want to go back to Beiquan City."

Di Heng knocked on the brow bone, "For him?"

Du Yiruo smiled, collapsed inexplicably, and turned away, "Even if he is dead, his body can only be mine."

Di Heng, “…”

To be honest, Li Xichen and this beauty, in terms of pervertedness, they really can't say who is more distorted.

Those two siblings are really unlucky...

As soon as Di Heng thought about it, the phone on the table suddenly vibrated.

When Di Heng saw the number, his scalp exploded.

He hesitated for a few seconds between answering and not answering, and after passing the consequences of not answering in his mind, he finally accepted his fate and started to pick it up.

A smiling woman's voice came from there, which was very beautiful. No matter how you hear it, there was an inexplicable excitement and expectation in it, "Aheng, my plane will arrive at twelve noon tomorrow. Send people from your company to pick them up. Remember to have girls..."

Di Heng, “…”

On one side is Li Xichen, on the other side is this pretty difficult beauty...
Chapter completed!