The charming Samoyed bravely plays the vicious female supporting role!

Jiang Huanhuan waited for a few seconds before hearing Song Jinmian's answer.

"It's really abnormal behavior."

"After dinner, he came back and jumped up and down like a monkey."

Jiang Huanhuan didn't expect this kind of reaction: "I saw that he didn't look very happy at the time, but I didn't expect him to be excited?"

At that time, Song Linxiao's eyes looked more like a raccoon being washed.

Song Jinmian thought of Lin Xiao's constant instructions before he left, and smiled: "Maybe he is upset and regrets it."

It would have been fine if she hadn't said it, but as soon as Jiang Huanhuan mentioned it, she became curious.

Originally she just wanted to care about the other person's mood, but now she is more curious about what happened.

Jiang Huanhuan asked tentatively, "Can I ask?"

"Of course you can. This matter is related to you."

Facing Jiang Huanhuan's eager appearance, Song Jinmian said directly, "He deleted your WeChat account and now wants to contact you again. I regret it very much."

Jiang Huanhuan didn't expect this to happen and was stunned for a moment.

It turns out that he was unhappy because of a contact number.

Song Jinmian continued, "He also asked me to speak well of you, to praise his charisma and his integrity. Now, one of the few women he can chat with on WeChat is his mother."

System: [So he's a mama's boy.]

Jiang Huanhuan tilted her head: "Mama's boy?"

She is not very clear about this word.

But after asking this question, Song Jinmian obviously misunderstood something.

"He's not really a mama's boy." Song Jinmian recalled Lin Xiao's worthless appearance, "Maybe he's more like a love-brained man who likes to play the game of chasing his wife to the crematorium."

Love-brained? Chasing your wife to the crematorium?

What new word is this?

Jiang Huanhuan couldn't quite understand.

Facing Jiang Huanhuan's confused gaze, Song Jinmian met someone who surfed even slower than him.

"Don't mind what I said. I don't mean to persuade you to reconcile."

"It was wrong for him to delete you. You can handle it as you like. It's your right to add or not."

"If he bullies you, you can come to me and complain."

Although Jiang Huanhuan didn't understand the first two words, she could understand from the subsequent meaning that Song Jinmian was supporting her.

"It's okay, I deleted it too."

When Jiang Huanhuan was studying her mobile phone, there was no news about Song Linxiao.

This means that Jiang Huanhuan had deleted him a long time ago.

But this did not prevent Jiang Huanhuan from being moved.

Her eyes curved into two small crescents.

"Thank you Godfather."

"This is as I should. After all, you are Lin Xiao's fiancée, and I am also...your brother."

After saying this, Song Jinmian took the initiative to push the wheelchair away, creating some distance between him and Jiang Huanhuan.

The assistant quickly came with Xiaoqi.

Next to Xiaoqi was Bai Qing, who arrived late.

She also had etiquette class in the morning, so she couldn't come with Jiang Huanhuan.

Jiang Huanhuan waved at them.

When they saw the balloon on Song Jinmian's wheelchair, everyone paused for a moment.

Jiang Huanhuan was very sensitive to everyone's gazes.

She didn't care much and simply untied the balloons from the wheelchair armrests and gave the balloons to Bai Qing and Xiao Qi.

"I'll give it to you. It was given to me by someone else. I don't like it."

Bai Qing took the balloon, and his already good mood became even better: "Thank you."

Jiang Huanhuan snorted twice, not forgetting her identity as the vicious female supporting role.

"I really gave it to you because I don't like it."

However, Xiaoqi on the other side looked up at the balloon seriously for a moment.

Then, he looked at Jiang Huanhuan seriously, "Did you sneak out for a date? The kind without Xiaoqi?"

Overly straightforward words attracted the attention of others.

Although Xiaoqizhi's date may not be that kind of date, there are always people who want to have wild thoughts under the outstanding appearance of Jiang Huanhuan and Song Jinmian.

"We just chatted about Lin Xiao. It's too quiet here to talk about it."

Song Jinmian took the lead and spoke.

"Lin Xiao has been having a quarrel with Huan Huan lately."

Jiang Qi thought seriously for a moment and finally made a judgment.

"Huanhuan is good, Linxiao is bad."

——In short, everything is his fault.

"it is good!"

Jiang Huanhuan was the first to give enthusiastic applause.

He didn't give Song Linxiao any face at all.

However, no one present felt sorry for Song Linxiao. After chatting for a few words, they forgot about Song Linxiao.

Even the system shook its head in teaching.

System: [Look, if you don't show up in this kind of situation, you'll definitely be attacked by crickets.]

The assistant came forward at the right time and reported the itinerary in a low voice.

This means leaving.

"Brother Jinmian."

It was at this time that Jiang Qi called him.

Jiang Qi thanked Song Jinmian very sincerely.

“Thank you for buying my painting.”

Song Jinmian bought his painting at almost the highest price in the venue.

And it's not just this time.

When Jiang Qi sold his paintings for the first time and no one was interested, Song Jinmian also bought one.

"You're welcome. I like this painting too. It feels full of life."

I don’t know if it’s my illusion?

When Jiang Huanhuan heard this, she felt that Song Jinmian suddenly looked at her.

Even if it was just a brief glance.

Is it my own illusion?

After sending Song Jinmian to the car, Jiang Qi almost couldn't wait to pull Jiang Huanhuan away.

He hadn't had the chance to show Jiang Huanhuan his favorite painting yet!

Jiang Qi walked very fast along the way.

Those who wanted to communicate were not given the opportunity to speak.

Jiang Huanhuan was quickly pulled to the center.

This is Jiang Qi's recent painting, and it is also the one he is most satisfied with recently.

It was different from the depressed or calm emotions that Jiang Huanhuan had seen before.

She could feel the positive meaning of the painting.

Dark and depressing waves swept across the sky, and thick black clouds covered the sky.

But at the very edge, dawn is breaking through the clouds, carving out a corner of blue.

Jiang Huanhuan was amazed at the combination of these colors.

The extremes achieve a delicate balance, stimulating the eyes.

Just as Jiang Huanhuan was admiring the painting, Jiang Qi suddenly took out a small magnifying glass from her bag and pulled the corner of Jiang Huanhuan's clothes mysteriously.

Jiang Huanhuan was a little confused, but when she saw Jiang Qi looking around like a thief, she couldn't help but become nervous.

She also looked around, then bent down and took a closer look through the magnifying glass.

“It’s a puppy that only knows how to surf!!!”

The puppy stood on a surfboard, wearing a big red cape and holding a sword in his paws.

Jiang Qi was happy that his little thoughts were discovered.

But after hearing Jiang Huanhuan's description, he shook his head seriously.

"This is not a simple puppy," he said.

Under Jiang Huanhuan's puzzled gaze, Jiang Qi coughed lightly twice and explained very seriously.

"This is the knight who rides the wind and waves!"

Jiang Qi gently pinched Jiang Huanhuan's skirt and carefully pinned a badge on her.

He looked at Jiang Huanhuan and smiled eagerly.

"It's the all-powerful puppy knight."