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

Luo Mingchuan's mouth widened, and he made a gesture of invitation to Shi Xu, "Please."

Shi Xu shook off his hand that was blocking his way and strode out.

The next day.

Jiang Huai, dressed in red, slowly came down the stairs.

After regaining his identity as Jiang Huai in front of Wen Wan, he never touched the broken sandbag that caused him death again, and his daily routine was immediately corrected.

He stretched himself and sighed, "Comfortable."

Go up the stairs to the restaurant.

At the dining table, Wen Wan lowered her eyes and fiddled with the sandwich on the plate. When she heard his voice, she didn't even look up and asked, "Have you found the person?"

Jiang Huai pulled out a chair and sat down, then said to Wenger, "Coffee, thank you."

After saying that, he picked up the sandwich from Wen Wan’s plate and started taking a bite.

Jiang Huai chewed the food in his mouth while looking at Wen Wan.

Wen Wan raised her eyes, and her amber eyes met his.

He seemed to have just remembered Wen Wan's question and replied calmly, "He did go to Bro City. It will take time to find him."

As he spoke, Jiang Huai's expression did not look good.

If Jiang Si deliberately hid, it would be difficult to find him.

However, what he was worried about now was Jiang Si's safety. If he was safe, he should contact him.

We haven't been in touch for so long, something must have happened, like an injury?

He was also carrying an unconscious person.

No matter how he thought about it, the situation seemed bad, but he didn't tell Wen Wan about this.

Wen Wan felt nervous. The influence of Wangshan Society spread throughout the entire country Z, and even Jiang Huai had no way to find Jiang Si quickly.

Could something have happened to Jiang Si?

She put this guess in her heart and said to Jiang Huai: "Don't go out these two days. If you commit suicide, I'm very busy recently and don't have time to save you."

"You?" Jiang Huai pointed at Wen Wan with the hand holding the sandwich, then pointed at himself and said with a smile, "Save me?"

The third master of Wangshan Society still needs a woman to save him?

very funny.

It was the funniest joke he had heard this year.

Although Jiang Zhuo, the suspicious guy, brought a lot of people this time, those fools were still no match for him.

"Although I'm a bit lazy usually, I can be very scary when I get angry." Jiang Huai smiled contemptuously.

Wen Wan picked up the milk on the table and took a sip, then said.

"It's up to you. I don't mind being a good person and helping you scatter your ashes before Ah Si comes back."

"How come you never say a nice word, woman?" Jiang Huai bared his teeth to express his dissatisfaction.

Wen Wan curled his lips, "Want to hear good words? That's another price."

"I don't know what Ah Si likes about you?" Jiang Huai said disdainfully.

Wen Wan put down the milk and said confidently, "Isn't it obvious? It's obviously beauty."

Jiang Huai made a "tsk" sound. Wen Wan was indeed prettier than the average person, but to talk about her beauty in front of him was a bit like showing off one's proficiency in front of an expert.

Wen Wan didn't care about his sarcasm. Although her current appearance was not the best, she was very satisfied.

If she wanted, she could increase her beauty to 200, so that everyone would fall madly in love with her when they saw her hair.

So Jiang Huai's ridicule of her appearance did not cause her any harm.

Wen Wan continued, "I know you'll definitely run around and do whatever you want, but you'd better not interfere in the Luo family's affairs."

Wen Wan was really afraid that this eldest brother would go crazy again and kidnap the head of the Luo family.

Then it will be fun.

Jiang Huai is a variable. You never know what he will do next. You could say he does things based on his mood. He can flip the table at any time.

The overall situation is bullshit to him.

"I'm not your subordinate."

Jiang Huai looked into her eyes, put down the half-eaten sandwich in his hand, and rubbed his index and middle fingers that had held the sandwich, and tiny crumbs fell from his hand.

"A Si and I signed a contract. He is my bodyguard. If you swap roles with him, then I will be your employer. Tell me, are you my subordinate?"

Wen Wan thought he was always reasonable.