The charming Samoyed bravely plays the vicious female supporting role!

"Has anything happened recently? I heard from your colleagues that you seem very distressed."

Wen Yunxuan's voice is very gentle, and coupled with his handsome appearance, it is easy for people to let down their guard.

Jiang Huanhuan nodded: "A little bit, I don't know what to do recently."

As soon as she quieted down she would call the system.

But the system is still in a frozen state.

Fortunately, Wen Yunxuan now has work for her, otherwise she would definitely be wasting her time in wild thoughts.

But these things cannot be told to others.

Naturally, Wen Yunxuan could not have guessed such a bizarre thing.

His guess was in other directions.

Combining what he heard, Wen Yunxuan asked, "Is it because you and Song Linxiao had a fight?"

quarrel?

Jiang Huanhuan's eyes widened, and she subconsciously wanted to say something.

——Did you just look at my phone?

Fortunately, Jiang Huanhuan reacted immediately. If she had really said it, Wen Yunxuan would have noticed that she was distracted.

Jiang Huanhuan didn't say anything, but her somewhat surprised look made Wen Yunxuan think that he had touched upon Jiang Huanhuan's thoughts.

"I know you're sad."

He sighed softly.

"But people with Song Linxiao's personality are not easy to talk to. Although the Song family supports marriage, marriage is still a matter between two people."

Jiang Huanhuan stared at him in confusion, her expression inevitably a bit dazed.

Mainly, she didn't understand why Wen Yunxuan said that, and why he was staring at her with such sympathetic eyes.

But as Wen Yunxuan told her story, Jiang Huanhuan finally understood why Song Linxiao wanted to go to the next city.

On the night of the date, Song Linxiao had a big argument with his family.

The locomotive was smashed.

It seemed that Song Linxiao was also beaten.

Even though the Song family suppressed what happened that night, some news leaked out.

Song Linxiao doesn't want to get married, nor does he want to be controlled by his marriage.

"Although we are all thinking about the interests of the family, if the two sides really conflict, the future will be unhappy, right?"

"Would you want to bear children for someone you hate and raise them for him?"

Although she didn't know why Wen Yunxuan mentioned this, Jiang Huanhuan still followed her inner thoughts and shook her head.

In Jiang Huanhuan's life, there was no concept of having children, let alone talking about education.

She just thought about it, it was very scary.

"Song Linxiao is not a suitable marriage partner. He is obviously too self-centered and won't take care of you."

"His mind is like that of an uncivilized wild... child."

Jiang Huanhuan was dizzy and was indoctrinated by Wen Yunxuan.

But it was obvious that she didn't quite understand either.

In the end, I just nodded and ate.

When asked by Wen Yunxuan, Jiang Huanhuan showed an innocent expression.

"I forgot."

Wen Yunxuan looked at Jiang Huanhuan like this, his face darkening slightly.

But he soon adjusted himself.

"I mean, if you don't want to, you can ask me for help."

His voice was very soft and very deceptive.

"Even if no one else wants to help you, I will stand by you."

Although she didn't quite understand, Jiang Huanhuan was still quite moved.

She portioned out her own little dessert.

"Thank you. Here you go."

It just so happened that she couldn't eat chestnut cake.

Although there were some differences in the dialogue, both of them were satisfied with the final result.

Jiang Huanhuan ate delicious food and did not talk about work problems.

Wen Yunxuan also got a satisfactory answer.

He sent Jiang Huanhuan back home and also brought cakes for Jiang Qi and Bai Qing.

In the evening, Song Jinmian took photos of the progress of the furniture as usual.

Even though his hand was injured, it did not stop him from working, and the small handicrafts were still exquisite and lovely.

Jiang Huanhuan looked extremely satisfied and showered him with praise as if it were free.

Song Jinmian had long been accustomed to this and accepted it completely.

Jiang Huanhuan began to share her interesting experiences of the day as usual, and also sent photos of the restaurant.

Jiang Huanhuan: [This place is delicious, you should try it! ]

Song Jinmian: [Is there also a colleagues' dinner party tonight? ]

Jiang Huanhuan: [It's like being with a client!]

Song Jinmian: [I saw chestnuts in it. You didn't eat it in the end, did you?]

Jiang Huanhuan: [Of course not! I'm so smart!]

Jiang Huanhuan: [Actually, besides chestnut cake, there's also peanut crisps! And there are dried nuts in the salad, I discovered them all!]

She has a very good nose, so she can tell by the smell!

Song Jinmian: [Huanhuan is amazing, but next time you can take the initiative to bring it up, or ask the waiter when ordering.]

Jiang Huanhuan: [I used to ask, but this time, we were chatting and the customer just ordered for me.]

Song Jinmian: [You should be careful with people you don't know well.]

Song Jinmian: [No need to be particularly restrained, your health is important.]

Song Jinmian: [The other party doesn't understand your condition, so you still have to take control of your health.]

Is Teacher Wen a stranger?

Putting this point aside for now, what Song Jinmian said does make sense.

You naturally have to rely on your own body.

Jiang Huanhuan seriously corrected her bad habit of relying on others in this regard.

She paused, actually wanting to tell Song Jinmian about the new task she had received.

But she just signed a confidentiality agreement this afternoon.

After hesitating for a while, she kept the topic she wanted to ask back to her heart.

Jiang Huanhuan changed the subject.

Jiang Huanhuan: [Is Song Linxiao's motorcycle really completely broken?]

Song Jinmian: [It's really not repairable.]

Song Jinmian: [Are you scared? ]

Jiang Huanhuan: [I wasn't scared, just a little bit regretful.]

The girl curled up on the sofa, staring at her phone in distress for a long time, and finally typed out a message.

Jiang Huanhuan: [Is it because he doesn't want to marry?]

This is something that has been popping up in Jiang Huanhuan's mind from time to time in the past two days.

Previously, because the system clearly stated that the plot would not progress to the point of marriage, Jiang Huanhuan had not thought about marrying Song Linxiao.

But it's different now.

The system has crashed.

It was as if the protective film between her and the world was suddenly punctured, and everything around her became familiar yet unfamiliar.

Many unexpected problems still surfaced during the week.

Jiang Huanhuan felt more confused than ever before.

If Song Linxiao really doesn't like the arranged marriage, should he continue?

Moreover, although Wen Yunxuan did not express it explicitly, Jiang Huanhuan was more or less aware that the smashing of the motorcycle was probably related to her.

Song Jinmian: [Did someone say something to you tonight?]

Song Jinmian: [Can you tell me who the client was who dined with you?]

Jiang Huanhuan didn't expect Song Jinmian to be so perceptive.

She typed frantically: [No one told me this, I just heard about it... and I just wanted to ask!]