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It was easy to say, but the three of them walked side by side, and no one had anything to say, quietly shuttled through the lively night market.

Jiang Li has always liked to walk alone in this bustling and noisy atmosphere, which gave her a feeling that she was not completely excluded by the world to the edge.

But Shang Lu and Wenjiu are obviously not interested in these things.

As soon as he left the merchant gate, Shang Lu let go of the hand that had been holding Jiang Li, put his hands in his pocket, and left the two people far away.

Wen Jiu suddenly had his eyes lit up, and he tilted his head and sent a voice saying to the other side of his phone, "Oh, come here quickly. Remember to get me a coat when you come, yes, I want that strawberry bear."

Jiang Li glanced at her, "You guys have a good relationship."

"Yes." I don't know what I said, but the impatientness on Wen Jiu's face disappeared immediately. He held the phone in his hands and stretched it out behind his back. He looked very good. He even took the initiative to tell Jiang Li about her and that fiancé, "I have known him for a long time, probably..."

Wen Jiu lowered her head and calculated, "It's been five or six years. We confirmed the relationship when we were in my junior year, and then went abroad, got engaged, and returned to China together."

"Which day is your wedding?"

Wen Jiu shook his head, "I haven't confirmed yet. Ayan has been very busy with his career recently. You have seen it. He has just returned to China."

"Yes." Jiang Li nodded in agreement.

She took over Huasheng when she was in her second year of graduate school. It took two years for her to become bigger until today. As the number one chaebol in China, Shang's company obviously takes more time to manage.

"By the way." Wenjiu pointed to a milk tea shop not far away, "Do you want to drink milk tea? I'll treat you!"

Compared to milk tea, Jiang Li prefers fruit tea, but when they were waiting for the order, Wen Jiu answered a call and frowned and sighed at Jiang Li, "Sorry, Jiang Jiang, Ayan has a cocktail party tonight and asks me to attend. He is waiting for me across from him..."

Jiang Li knew it and smiled indifferently: "It doesn't matter, you go there, I'll send it to you when I go back."

"Wow, Jiang Jiang, you are so good!" Wen Jiu waved to Jiang Li excitedly, and then trotted to the opposite road.

There was a low-key Maybach parked there, and before Wen Jiu arrived, a slender man got out of the car.

The night was too dark and the street lights were not very bright. Jiang Li couldn't see the man's face clearly. He could only infer from the white suit that looked valuable. The man was Shang Lu's uncle.

I don't know why, I'm a little familiar.

The man lowered his head and kissed him on the cheek with warm wine, and then thoughtfully put a thick strawberry bear coat on her.

I don’t know if it was Jiang Li’s illusion, but she seemed to feel that the man looked at her through the night, with the inevitable result of the superior.

"Miss, your milk tea is ready!" The clerk's voice interrupted Jiang Li's random thoughts. She took the milk tea, Maybach had already driven away, and Shang Lu didn't know where he went.

She was not in a hurry to look for it, and she wandered aimlessly among the many shops in the night market, and she was rarely relieved.

There is a doll grab shop in the innermost hidden location. There are many people inside, all of whom are young boys carrying their girlfriends, and each of them is more or less holding one or two cute dolls in their hands.

Jiang Li has always been unlucky, but she is both fucking and playful. She held a basket of game coins that had been exchanged and aimlessly found a few cameras, and passed the time one after another.

"Is the young lady alone?" Jiang Li was patted on the shoulder, and a male voice came from behind.

Jiang Lifang's paws fell into vain, and he turned around with some displeasure, maintaining his usual politeness:

"Is there anything wrong?"

He is a very handsome boy with a tattoo tattoo on the back of his hand. When he saw Jiang Li turn his head, his eyes glow instantly, and he smiled and handed over his phone, "I feel that you are very elegant. Can you add a WeChat message? I can take you to catch the dolls."

As he said that, he turned his body sideways, revealing a small cart behind him, full of the dolls he had caught.

"Feel sorry……"

"First of all, she is really very elegant, secondly, you can't add it on WeChat. Finally, if I remember correctly, 'I can take you to catch dolls', you have already told 18 girls just now."

The clear and sparse boy's voice came from behind. The boy was poked out of his underwear, and his face turned red with shame and scolded in anger: "Who are you? Come and meddle in other people's business!"

"Hey, it's really a coincidence." Shang Lu wrapped his arms around his chest, strode over and put his hand over Jiang Li's shoulder, and took her behind him. Facing the boy's provocative eyes, Shang Lu smiled so hard that he kicked the cart behind the boy aside, "She is my wife, the kind of marriage certificate."

"I'll go, is that Xiao Lu?"

A sudden scream broke out from the crowd, and it was obvious that someone recognized Shang Lu.

"Yes, yes! That's Xiao Lu!"

"Then the wife he mentioned is the rumored Mrs. Xiao Lu?"

"What little Mrs. Lu, that's a pheasant!"

Seeing that the boy who was chatting with him was not good, he turned around and squeezed away from the crowd in shame.

However, I don’t know who started the first one. Someone picked up his mobile phone and started taking pictures. He mainly took pictures at Jiang Li. Fortunately, Jiang Li thought carefully when he came out and wore a baseball cap in advance. Seeing that the situation was not good, he immediately pressed the brim down.

Fortunately, Shang Lu was standing in front of her, and although the fans were fanatical and gossiped, they could only take pictures of Jiang Li’s back.

The photos were posted online and opened a new height in the super talk.

"I just said that pheasant is not worthy of our Xiao Lu! He actually asked Xiao Lu to take her to eat a street stall? It's too bad for our Xiao Lu's grade!"

"Little Luzi, don't be in love! Wild vegetables warn!"

"Be careful when speaking in front, why are you doing the roadside stall? Why are you doing the roadside stall? Just curse people, what are you doing when you do when you step on our roadside stall?"

"At the end, I just like to eat street stalls, I just lose the grade. What kind of fans do you really give Xiao Lu a good impression!"

"Sisters are unanimous to the outside world! Don't be led by mistake! SB pheasant!"

Fortunately, the fat man came to Qing people in time and used the excuse of "closing the door" to dispel these fanatical fans.

"The fat man is the owner of this store." Shang Lu pressed Jiang Li's shoulders without any intention of letting go. His rippling peach blossom eyes lowered his eyes in the basket of game coins in her hand, and looked at her with only two cups of milk tea at her hand. He felt unlucky when he thought of the man who came over just now.

He has been looking at Jiang Li again since he came in.

In fact, not only the man in the store was eyeing Jiang Li, but most of them were so scared by his eyes that he didn't dare to come forward. Only that man was a little braver and dared to chat with him and came to him.

But what he didn't expect was that President Jiang was unaware of all this. He was drinking milk tea from beginning to end while grabbing the doll that was constantly missing, and even rejecting people was very polite.

Shang Lu was unhappy, his eyes sank, "Why, I didn't catch any one? It shouldn't be. President Jiang turned out to be something he was not good at?"
Chapter completed!