He Is Warmer Than Time

Outside the hospital and in the car, Tang Ji'an settled her down and drove to Mu's house.

Tang Ji'an whispered: "Tomorrow, you come to me for dinner."

Mu Mian's heart trembled: "Ah? Are you with your aunt?"

Tang Ji'an glanced at her: "And my uncle."

Mu Mian's heart trembled again: "Your uncle?"

"My uncle was a former ministry, and now he has retired and is back for the elderly."

Mu Mian coughed lightly, ministries, that's a high-ranking official, that's a high-ranking official in Kyoto, and the power is not less than that of a cabinet member. She has never seen a high-ranking official.

Tang Ji'an stretched out her hand and squeezed her face: "Don't be unreliable, calm down."

Mu Mian smiled at him: "I'm quite calm."

Tang Ji'an squeezed her hand: "There are some things, I have to tell you in advance, so as not to feel uncomfortable in your heart."

Mu Mian's heart sighed again: "Well, you said, I'm listening."

As the car went all the way to the west, the sun disappeared little by little, and his voice was low and low: "Everyone in my family has a background, my father, mother, eldest uncle and aunt, second uncle and second aunt, including my cousin Cousins, all occupy important positions in officialdom."

Mu Mian swallowed his saliva. Before, she only knew that Tang Ji'an was the vice president of the procuratorate and his father was a cabinet member. He actually didn't know what his relatives did.

Only vaguely heard Tang Ji'an mention it once.

Looking at it this way, his entire family is a high-ranking official, and maybe Tang Ji'an, the deputy chief, is the smallest official.

It was also because he didn't want to rely on his father himself, but only wanted to slowly climb up by his own ability.

He really wanted to use his father's name. He had already joined the city bureau by now.

The mayor of Haicheng and the leaders of the city bureau, which one does not sell face to Councillor Tang? Who doesn't warmly welcome Young Master Tang Er into their team?

Tang Ji'an continued: "So, my family and relatives have some superiority in their bones."

Mu Mian said in his heart that Tang Ji'an didn't know it. In fact, he also had something in him. The feeling of being rejected thousands of miles away might be innate in such a family.

Mu Mian nodded: "Well, you continue to say."

In fact, Mu Mian already vaguely knew what Tang Ji'an was going to say, she was very calm, not anxious, nor uneasy.

"They may despise you, you have to be mentally prepared."

Mu Mian shrugged: "Actually, I don't think it matters, and I won't live with them forever."

Mu Mian knew that although Tang Ji'an was born in such a family, he actually had the lightest class concept. At least, the pennant sent by the villagers of Shangxi Village is still hanging in the most conspicuous part of his office.

He would just dislike her, but in fact, he is really a second-generation official who has no pretensions.

He doesn't have the frivolity that a dude would have, he doesn't covet for pleasure, he doesn't like to work, he doesn't lie down on his father's credit and enjoyment.

He is diligent, conscientious and conscientious in the procuratorate, climbing up on the ground, using his abilities to obtain the rights and status he wants.

He is good, he is really good.

Tang Ji'an looked at her unexpectedly. He looked down at Mu Mian. He thought Mu Mian would mind. He thought Mu Mian would at least be a little sensitive. He didn't expect her to be so open-minded.

Yes, she was right.

He squeezed her hand, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Yes, you don't have to spend a lifetime with them."

In the second half of the sentence, he didn't say, you just need to live with me for a lifetime.