I used online loans to give gifts to the anchor, and he just said "baby"?

Jiang Huai snorted in his heart, mute?

The Luo family is the dumb one.

Green tea gigolos are not likable, and their younger brothers are equally annoying.

"Come on, it would be best if Wen Wan could fall in love with you madly and abandon Luo Mingchuan as soon as possible."

Luo Ming showed a friendly smile that he had never seen in his life.

As he spoke, he subconsciously patted Jiang Huai's shoulder, and the latter took a step back.

Luo Mingliu's snake pupils narrowed slightly. "I don't mean anything else. I just think that Wen Wan and my brother are not a good match. You and Wen Wan are a good match."

"My brother is not an easy person to deal with. He is too obsessed with Wen Wan. You want to control Wen Wan's heart and make her fall in love with you. I think only I can help you."

Luo Mingliu made no secret of his purpose.

"So we're working together. I'll help you make Wen Wan fall in love with you, and you'll help me kick my brother out."

Jiang Huai pulled his mask.

What is the grudge between Luo Mingliu and Luo Mingchuan that they would actually cooperate with him, someone they have only met once.

But how could he afford the blessing of being locked up with Wen Wan?

He felt like he was living a year in the past two days. Wen Wan tortured him so much that he wanted to vomit when he thought of the word "sandbag".

Jiang Huai tilted his head, as if very interested, and asked, "How can I help?"

"You are not mute." Luo Mingliu was surprised for a moment and looked at Jiang Huai.

It seemed like he saw something in his eyes.

I muttered to myself, what a dirty curse.

Jiang Huai didn't give him time to react. He took out his mobile phone, opened the WeChat QR code and handed it to Luo Mingliu.

"Add your contact information so you can help me."

I can tie you up too.

Jiang Huai kept the rest of the words in his heart.

Luo Mingliu sneered in his heart. Wen Wan was indeed good at confusing men.

The man in front of him couldn't wait to take the bait when he heard him say he wanted to help him.

We don't even know his identity, he's so easy to fool.

The two added each other's contact information.

Returning to the state of strangers, Jiang Huai left without saying hello.

Luo Mingliu was in a good mood and didn't care about his attitude.

Luo Mingchuan was about to draw a clear line with Wen Wan and never have any contact with her again.

Can he be unhappy?

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The door of the box was pushed open with a "bang".

Wen Wan didn't even raise her head and said to the person who came in, "You're late."

"It's you." The man with the ramen-haired hair looked at Wen Wan who was sitting at the main seat at the dining table with joy, and pushed his sunglasses on the bridge of his nose.

"I just left. It turns out you were waiting for me here."

He said they would meet again.

This woman is no ordinary fan.

Instead, they are fans with a purpose. These fans are comparable to sasaeng fans, who will not give up until they achieve their goal.

"How did you get my itinerary?"

The ramen-haired man said, putting his index finger on his lips, "Shh, don't say anything, let me guess."

This confident and greasy voice had entered Wen Wan's ears for the second time today, making her feel suffocated.

Her brows were almost wrinkled into spirals.

Before he could speak again, Wen Wan shouted towards the door without saying anything: "Waiter."

Hearing the call for a waiter, a figure appeared in front of Wen Wan, "Hello, how can I help you?"

The attitude of the service staff is very positive.

"Please ask him to leave."

After Wen Wan finished speaking, the waiter made a gesture of invitation to the man with the ramen-haired head and said in a gentle manner, "Excuse me, sir, please."

The ramen-haired man sneered, "It's no fun to keep playing like this."

Fortunately, Wen Wan is pretty, so he has some patience to play with her.

He first spoke to Wen Wan, then squinted his eyes and looked at the service staff through the lenses of his sunglasses.

"Chun Jing Pavilion is the private room I booked. If you dare to ask me to leave, call your manager."

"Excuse me, sir. This private room is called Chunnan Pavilion. Chunjing Pavilion is next to it." The waiter corrected him, "You've gone to the wrong place."

"Wrong way?" The man with the ramen-haired hairstyle said nonchalantly, "Then have them bring the food over here."

He was not polite at all and had already treated this place as his own.

"I see you're eating alone, you must be very lonely. Since you adore me, and I'm a kind-hearted person who can't bear to see a woman sad for me, I don't mind accompanying you."