Quick Wear: Plan to Save the Unrequited Boss

Wen Ling rubbed her chin.

"Xiao Qi, what do you think about me playing the role of a fortune teller? I can tell him that he shouldn't drive this year."

Xiao Qi was speechless. "Wenwen, do you think Jiang Jiuci will sue you for harassment and have you taken away? And do you think he would believe such a ridiculous statement?"

That's right, Wen Ling nodded, and Jiang Jiuci had a materialistic face. How could he possibly believe in metaphysics and sorcery?

Seeing Wen Ling's embarrassment, Xiao Qi rubbed his soft face and spoke.

"Wenwen, don't worry. I'll go to the main system and filter the information to see if I can come up with an exact time period."

Wen Ling's eyes lit up.

"Go quickly, go quickly."

Then she started watching short videos. Her short video app had been occupied by this man, and the highlights of his winning streak really made her excited.

After the spring season ended, the team manager gave CY players a holiday. Jiang Jiuci, the only one who stayed at the base, was forced to go home by his mother the next day.

In the living room, the well-maintained Mrs. Jiang was eating an apple and watching the variety show on TV, smiling happily.

Hearing footsteps coming from the door, he quickly put down the apple and ran towards his eldest son.

Mrs. Jiang held her son's arms with both hands, looked up at her son's handsome face, and raised her hand to pinch him.

"Oh, my son is handsome again."

Jiang Jiuci dodged her clutches and spoke with a frown.

"Mom, please put away that lewd smile on your face."

Mrs. Jiang immediately withdrew her smile and raised her hand to slap him in annoyance. He really didn't understand the situation. He had wasted the good face she had given him.

Mrs. Jiang, who has always been spoiled by Father Jiang, still retains the delicate demeanor of a young girl even though she is now in her forties.

She didn't care and pulled her son hard to sit beside her.

"Son, come watch TV with me for a while. I want to tell you that I've recently fallen in love with a super beautiful girl."

Mrs. Jiang sat down on the sofa and happily took her son's arm.

Jiang Jiuci sat down obediently, but he also insisted on being a companion and not participating. He took out his mobile phone and immersed himself in his own little world.

Mrs. Jiang immediately took his phone away in dissatisfaction, and looked at Jiang Jiuci with red eyes.

"Do you also feel that your mother is annoying?"

The more he spoke, the more aggrieved he felt. "You two are the same, both devoted to work and don't care about me at all. You leave me alone to guard this cold house all day long."

Jiang Jiuci smiled and asked lazily, "Isn't my father caring enough about you?"

Mrs. Jiang choked and then glared at him with red eyes.

Jiang Jiuci pulled his lips together and smiled helplessly. He took the initiative to hug Mrs. Jiang and coax her skillfully.

"My bad. I was watching TV with you, Princess."

The tone was flat and emotionless, but Mrs. Jiang felt happy when she heard it. She was instantly coaxed and hugged her handsome son back.

She is a top face control. The happiest thing in her life is that she married the super handsome Mr. Jiang and gave birth to such a handsome son. It is really enjoyable to sit at the dining table and look at these two good-looking faces every day.

Releasing his embrace, Jiang Jiuci was met with the smiling face of Madam Jiang. She was so good at controlling her tears that she wished she hadn't become an actress.

At this moment, Jiang Jiuci was really obediently letting Mr. Jiang's pampered princess lean on him, and patiently accompanied her to watch the funny variety show that was boring to him.

Mrs. Jiang was in high spirits, and after a while her cell phone rang.

Mrs. Jiang immediately picked up her phone and saw that the female celebrity she had been following recently had started a live broadcast.

When you click on it, Wen Ling's beautiful face comes into view. In the live broadcast, the girl is wearing a gentle aqua blue and white dress. On the girl's palm-sized face, her eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, and a teardrop mole under her eye adds a bit of charm. She has bright red lips and porcelain-white skin, and is as delicate as a rose that is about to drip.

Her hair was tied up into a bun and hung loosely behind her. Strands of playful hair fell down disobediently, adding a bit of laziness to her, making her look more gentle and approachable.

She clearly had a face that was so beautiful that it could bring disaster to the country and the people, but her eyes were so clear that she looked like a seductive fairy without realizing it.

[Ahhh, this face still makes my heart beat faster every time I see it. This is a rose that can kill people.]

【Woo woo woo, sister is so kind. 】

【Today is another day that I am seduced by roses. 】

"Can you hear the sound?"

Wen Ling was debugging the equipment in the room, her face close to the screen, revealing her snow-white, straight neck.

Mrs. Jiang was also excited when she saw the bright face, and raised her mobile phone to show it to her son.

Jiang Jiuci just happened to turn his head because of the sweet voice, and happened to see the phone screen that Mrs. Jiang was holding out to him. Wen Ling on the other side also happened to look up at him.

Through the screen, Jiang Jiuci felt a trance-like feeling as if their eyes met. Her eyes were as bright as water, emitting a clear light like glass, with a bit of doubt and ignorance, and she was so charming and pure that people dared not explore or desecrate her too much.

But this girl doesn't look like Qingwan, and her eyes are so alluring that she doesn't realize it.

A kind of beauty that should be inharmonious but unexpectedly unique.

While Jiang Jiuci was distracted, Mrs. Jiang had already put her phone back. Seeing that her son still had an indifferent expression while she was praising him, her enthusiasm for recommending him to others faded away.

He pursed his lips and could only admire his daughter's eyes and eyebrows.

She is so beautiful. She has always been attracted by the beauty and gorgeousness, but she is not one of them.

He didn't notice the change in his son's expression at all.

Back in the room, Jiang Jiuci unconsciously turned on his phone and entered the live broadcast room by inputting his ID from memory. Realizing what he had done, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and his phone fell on the table in front of him. He stepped back along with the gaming chair.

A sweet and clear female voice continued to come from the phone. Wen Ling was chatting with her fans, and they talked about everything.

The face was gone, but the voice was still there. For the first time in twenty-one years, Jiang Jiuci felt the itch of being hooked. It was a strange, unfamiliar feeling.

Jiang Jiuci obeyed his heart and picked up the phone again. His peach blossom eyes were dark and no emotion could be seen. He only looked at Wen Ling who was smiling sweetly on the screen.

This little girl may not know that when she smiles, her beautiful eyes bend into crescent shapes and the teardrop moles under the corners of her eyes make her extremely charming.

Looking at the screen full of people calling her Little Rose, she felt like it was supposed to be this way.

It is really gorgeous, like a bright red rose, so beautiful.

"Wen Ling."

He called softly, his voice clear and transparent. Wen Ling didn't hear it, but this soft call to himself went deep into Jiang Jiuci's heart.

The live broadcast was still going on, and some fans came over from Weibo to ask excited questions.

"Sister, you're on the trending search, number one."

Wen Ling opened the Weibo post in confusion and read it from top to bottom.

Wen Ling and Yu Xingzhou appear on a dating variety show together? Are they reconciling?

"Little Rose, is this true?"

Wen Ling also received a message from the director at this time, asking her not to respond too much to trending topics.

Wen Ling understood that the director wanted to keep the topic on the show.