His Wife Calls The Shots

Soon, Qian Mianru brought Luo Yan out, planning to send him back to the house in the northern suburbs, and living there would be better for him.

Jiang Yuan took a few steps and asked in Qian Mian's ear: "Seven Prince, this is autism!"

"Mr. sees it and asks what else?"

"Yesterday the second prince covered up his speech in Yu Mansion. I knew that there was a problem with the seventh prince's body, and I guessed it a lot." He looked wise.

After speaking, he asked again: "You two are so close, he should have love for you, right?"

A sly light flashed in his eyes.

Hearing this, Qian Mian still smiled slightly, but the smile exudes a cold light.

Jiang Yuan was acquainted and didn't continue to say this.

The house in the northern suburbs is very large, and there are enough guest rooms to arrange them. The host and guest occupy two different buildings respectively, and they will not worry about making Luoyan noise.

It was also very deep. Qian Mian came out of Luoyan's main building and saw Jiang Yuan walking around at the door, looking as if he was about to lose patience.

After seeing her, he stepped forward and said, "Why don't you go to rest? Did you know that your body can't stay up late? Staying one more minute will reduce your life span by one year!"

He was serious and serious.

Qian Yan said with a faint oh, "Then I have lost a thousand years of life span in the past? My life is so long."

Jiang Yuan curled his lips: "I'm not joking with you. If you want to get better quickly, go to rest quickly, and if you want to rest alone, it's easiest for two to stay up late."

His eyes are meaningful.

Qian Miao stared at him for three seconds, then suddenly said, "Sir, do you want to..."

Jiang Yuan's heart tightened: "Think, what do you think?"

His throat rolled, thinking that this girl could not see through his mind, right?

At this time, Qianmiao suddenly smiled: "It's nothing, sir, let's rest, too."

She crossed his side and left, walking lightly.

Jiang Yuan was beating the drums in his heart, a little unpredictable about the girl's thoughts.

"Fine, it's important to do business!"

With that, he took out his cell phone and dialed out a call.

As soon as the phone was connected, his stern face became kind.

"Full, it's Master."

"Master, have you read all the messages I sent you? I don't allow you to do that."

"Hey, full, Master knows what you are thinking, but you have to know that now the elders of the two families recognize you, and even 90% of the netizens are on your side. You said, everyone supports you. , How can you give up?"

There was silence on the other end.

Jiang Yuan sighed and said, "Master knows that you definitely don't want to give up, and Master doesn't want you to give up. The future of Fengxian is limitless. Marrying him is the best choice."

Yu Manman: "He doesn't like me at all."

"Feelings need to be cultivated! It's normal not to like it now. When he gets married in the future, he has to admit it if he doesn't admit it. The relationship will grow over time. Believe me about this."

Yu Manman was silent again.

"That's it, I'll let someone pick you up tomorrow, and then I will take Tang girl away."

Qianmiao returned to the room and was about to rest when he suddenly found a booklet on the bedside. When he opened it, it was a photo album.

I glanced at it, and there was a book in it, which was quite interesting.

The only hero in the album is Fengxian, but the heroine changes one page at a time. Each is a famous first-line actress, spanning several countries.

She rolled her eyes randomly, and shook her head.

She picked up the red pen and made some notes while looking at it.