Money can make a ghost run the mill. Jiang Mengmeng, a wealthy prodigal, can be said to have expressed this sentence vividly.
After Xiao dumped the car, the Weibo account she used to drink warm water to cook frogs completely turned away and became a professional account holder hugging her brother's thighs. Relying on the pocket money given by her brother, the lottery was endless, and it didn't take long before they became a mixed bag. Stable output of large powder heads in cp powder.
Occasionally, she will post some pictures of life clips that she thinks are normal on Weibo. However, where has the princess experienced the hardships in the world, the ordinary in her eyes is the top luxury of the upper class in front of the majority of netizens.
In addition, the high-quality appearance of her Jiang family has quickly attracted the attention of many netizens, and the Weibo trumpet, which was originally used for cp chasing the same humanities, has also become a big blogger with millions of fans.
It's just because Jiang Mengmeng was well protected by the Jiang family since she was a child, and she never showed her face in the public media at all. Most netizens only know that this is a top-level Bai Fumei who is stupid and often raffles all sentient beings. They don't know any other information. .
As her dearest sister-in-law, Wen Ning's drama was broadcast, and she naturally wanted to be her biggest supporter.
On the day Qingling spread, Jiang Mengmeng took out all her small treasury and reposted it on Weibo for a lottery draw. All real fans who passed Qingling to Wen Ning to create data were eligible to participate.
In the past, no matter how big the awards were, they only took one million cars. However, this time is different. This is the first drama that her sister-in-law has acted in that is not a trick. It is of great significance. Duplex property.
This place in Hancheng, where every inch of land and an inch of gold, is still in the area of Mingshan. A set of duplex buildings can break through tens of millions.
That night Weibo was paralyzed, and many of her opponents were red-eyed, busy reporting fake lottery draws to seal her account.
Jiang Mengmeng was so anxious that he lost his mind, but He Cheng said that it was a trivial matter, and he would handle it.
However, it was probably because of the past that Jiang Mengmeng didn't want him to touch her own affairs. When He Cheng offered to help, Jiang Mengmeng refused, turned around and called Zhou Ziheng in a fascination.
At four o'clock in the morning, Zhou Ziheng received a call from Jiang Mengmeng, and vaguely heard her talk softly, but before he could answer, he heard the little princess say aggrievedly, "Uncle Zhou is now even on this point. Are you not willing to help me?"
Then, with a bang, the phone was pressed.
This hanging made Zhou Ziheng sober. In the end, he contacted her company's network public relations team specializing in complicated matters overnight to solve the problem for her.
The awards can still be drawn, and because of this, Wen Ning's name has been continuously listed on the hot search, which instantly attracted the attention of a bunch of unknown netizens who eat melons.
[Who is this stupid person with a lot of money? Give away a suite to get hot for a female No. 3? ?]
[People from Wen Ning's team?]
[Thousands of millions, with this money, can you contract for a few years of hot searches? The team is not so stupid!]
[Golden Lord's father... I guess he fell in love with her and used money to give himself a good impression.]
Soon, fans who had been following Jiang Mengmeng for a long time came out.
[Golden master is a fart, this blogger is a proper white and rich beauty, rich and beautiful, and the kind of background that can't even find information on the Internet!]
[It's really true, I looked through the previous lottery, and I'm a big fan. How much did I draw? This is, if I Wen Ning, I must cry. Wouldn't it be good to send this money directly to her.]
[According to my observation, he is still a CP fan? ?]
[It's not wrong for our CP fans! I cried! Allow me to say one more thing out loud! Stable output is real!]
[? ? Stop shouting, a female fan can come out to draw so many prizes, President Jiang didn't even say a word, and the drama propaganda disappeared completely.]
[We are all eating candy with a magnifying glass in the glass slag... Humble.jpg]
[Isn't it? I was very optimistic about this pair, but it seems that it has really been a long, long time without meeting...]
[My cousin is a staff member of Qingling Chuan, saying that President Jiang hasn't been to the Yunshan crew for a long time... I'm dizzy.]
I don't know who took the lead. For a while, the cp fans burst into tears. Later, I don't know who mentioned it. There will be a TV drama festival soon, and the eight protagonists of the Qingling Legend crew will go to the scene. The most important thing is that Jiang The prince's grandfather, President Jiang, will also come to the scene in person, which means that there may be a little chance that the two of them will be in the same frame.
The humble CP fans uphold the concept that the same frame is sugar, and they all shouted and waited for the TV drama festival.
**
On the day of the grand ceremony, it was the night that Jiang Shu returned from Hong Kong.
Not long after the man learned that he had left, that girl Wen Ning was so bold that she dared to appear in a variety show in love, and she was so angry that she was at the scene of the grand ceremony.
However, the moment he saw Wen Ning on the red carpet, Jiang Shu was so angry that he vomited blood.
I don't know which bastard put on Wen Ning's dress, the whole small waist is exposed, and that's not all, when the little woman was holding a marker to sign on the curtain wall, she just turned around, the whole fair and tender back. The back is unobstructed.
Jiang Shu was so angry that his face turned black, so he was about to pull this impudent little woman to his side in front of the cameras, wrapping her tightly in a down jacket. Does she still remember who it was? Just had a fever a few days ago? !
When Wen Ning exited the stage with the crew, he happened to meet Jiang Shu head-on, a man in a suit and leather shoes, with a noble temperament, but his eyes were cold and his face was stern.
I haven't seen you for so many days. Goodbye is actually this expression. Wen Ning bit her lower lip. She felt that it was ridiculous to be soft-hearted after listening to what Liang Zhi said. It was different. She felt that she was not as beautiful and attractive as Liang Zhi, and Jiang Shu naturally wouldn't love her like Mrs. Fu's love.
Wen Ning retracted her eyes and stopped looking at him.
But it was a coincidence that the organizer only ate the first half of the melon and did not know the follow-up development, and specially set the positions of the two together.
Wen Ning took the seat first, because the position was arranged for a person of Jiang Shu's identity, and the pomp must be sufficient. It was a large and comfortable ring-shaped leather sofa, which was different from the ordinary single-seat soft seat of others.
The space is spacious enough, but who would have thought that as soon as Wen Ning took a seat, Jiang Shu would follow her. There were so many wide places to sit next to her, and one of them sat on the hem of her skirt without paying attention. superior.
Wen Ning frowned, knowing that it was him, subconsciously not afraid, almost naturally squeamishly frowning and disgusting: "You are sitting on my skirt!"
Jiang Shu raised his eyebrows and moved a little to the side: "This broken skirt doesn't have a lot of cloth. I don't look comfortable. It's just right to sit on it. I'll buy you a new room with more cloth."
Wen Ning: "… "
Neither of them thought that the hot search that night was just because of this grand ceremony, and it hung brightly:
#Stable output be[cry]#
The netizens in the hot search are all masters of reading comprehension. As soon as they exit, they are full-score answerers. They can thoroughly analyze their micro-expressions and micro-actions.
[On the red carpet, it's clear that they hate each other!]
[What, Wen Ning clearly still likes it, Jiang always has a black face throughout the whole process, and he doesn't want to watch it!]
[I feel so too! You see, the organizer specially put the two people together, but as soon as President Jiang sat down, he immediately moved to the side. The scene was quite embarrassing...]
[The organizer 2g net surfing bar estimates that the two of them are cold...]
[Wen Ning is really miserable, he was thrown away by the gold master's father after playing, and he didn't find anything.]
[What's so miserable when someone has face and money? It's our CP fans who are miserable, right? ! This is clearly a parting ceremony, and the tears tonight are shed for stable output!]
However, the CP fans who were still crying and weeping on the hot search could not have imagined that they would be beaten to death. Backstage after the ceremony, Jiang Shu couldn't hold back, and directly dragged Wen Ning into a small locker room in the dark.
The little girl was pressed against the wall by him, somewhat aggrieved.
"I haven't seen you for a few days, eh?" Jiang Shu leaned against her, breathing a little turbidly, "I don't answer text messages and don't answer the phone. Did I block me again?"
"Ningning, why are you so cruel? I've been to Hong Kong for so many days. If I want to hear your voice, I have to go to the Internet to find your videos. Do you think it's funny?" Jiang Shu's whole face was almost pressed to her lips up.
Wen Ning's heart was pounding nervously, but the sound of footsteps came and went outside the locker room. She didn't even dare to shout, "Jiang Shu, what do you want!" Throat.
Jiang Shu pinched her chin: "I want to kiss you, what else can I do?"
"no!"
"Don't let me kiss you?" Jiang Shu raised his eyebrows, raised a small sling with his fingers, his voice was slightly hoarse, "Did you know that when you wear such a little cloth, I have the heart to be you, Um?"
Wen Ning was so frightened by his appearance that he panicked: "You, you... you hold me back!"
Jiang Shu was about to laugh at her words: "Hold back? How to hold back? Wen Ning, you are so powerful, you can hold back this kind of thing, can you teach me?"
The man hissed: "Why don't you just help me forget it."
However, he also knew that he had no name or status, so he couldn't do this kind of thing. He was just too angry, and he was angry for a day, just to scare her.
"Take out the phone."
Wen Ning reluctantly said, "What are you doing!"
"Pull Lao Tzu out of the blacklist. You can see for yourself how many text messages and how many calls I've sent you during this period of time. It's not conscientious."
**
The grand ceremony ended very early. After eight o'clock in the evening, Jiang Mengmeng and Wang Qing went to her newly bought small apartment together.
The housewarming banquet was scheduled on the night she first attended the ceremony, which was also of great significance.
Wen Ning can't drink, only Wang Qing and Jiang Mengmeng drink. Wang Qing has been working as an assistant for many years, and she has an occupational disease. She doesn't drink too much, because she needs to stay awake all the time. In the end, Jiang Mengmeng was the only one who became a drunk.
At the beginning, Madman held up a glass of wine and kept wishing Wen Ning a happy housewarming, but later he cried aggrievedly and spoke vaguely.
"How could he be willing to let me out!"
"He gave me to someone else! Ooooooooo"
"He doesn't want me, old man! I don't want him either!"
Wen Ning felt distressed when she saw it, and kept going to hide her wine bottle: "Okay, don't cry anymore, you're too drunk, can you sleep with me at night?"
Jiang Mengmeng shook her head stupidly: "No, my sister-in-law called someone to pick me up!"
Wen Ning can only follow her meaning: "Okay, okay, I'll call your brother, okay?"
"No brother! Brother is too fierce, find Uncle Zhou! Woohoo, sister-in-law, please help me and ask Zhou Ziheng if he still wants to pick me up!"
**
After Jiang Shu's car came out of the grand ceremony, it drove straight to the downstairs of Wen Ning's house. The man stood in the dark, staring at the bright light upstairs.
After guarding for two hours, Zhou Ziheng came to guard again. This scene seemed familiar, but now that he knew something about Wen Ning's life experience, he didn't care much about Zhou Ziheng's existence.
Jiang Shu watched Zhou Ziheng go upstairs in a hurry, and felt somewhat envious. At least he was able to enter the room with integrity, and now he was standing downstairs blowing the cold wind.
After a while, Zhou Ziheng came out of the building, and the little girl in his arms was very familiar to Jiang Shu.
It's that idiot Jiang Mengmeng.
After all, he trusted Zhou Ziheng, otherwise he would not have allowed Wen Ning to sign his company. Seeing the current situation, he had no intention of interfering.
Zhou Ziheng stuffed Jiang Mengmeng into the car, the little girl still wrapped around his neck: "Uncle Zhou, don't go..."
"I didn't leave, your brother is by the side, I'll go say hello, be nice, I'll be right back, don't let the loudspeaker hear you?"
Jiang Mengmeng nodded confusedly.
"Looking for me?" Zhou Ziheng walked up to Jiang Shu.
Jiang Shu glanced at the car that was carrying Jiang Mengmeng and said "tsk", "Our relationship is a bit complicated now..."
Zhou Ziheng: "?"
Jiang Shu took out a cassette and gave it to him.
Zhou Ziheng: "My sister's tape? Why did you give me this, we have it at home."
Jiang Shu said lightly: "You said that I should call you uncle, or do you have to call me brother?"
"??" Zhou Ziheng was stunned for a moment, and when he reacted, he was shocked, "No wonder I always feel that Wen Ning is a little familiar... Are you sure?"
"I was in Hong Kong for the first half of the month, just to investigate this matter. Your sister was married to a Hong Konger, right? This tape was given to her by Grandpa Wen Ning before he left. I kept thinking about why it was a tape until that day. When I saw the people on the tape, they did look alike."
"Your sister, sister and husband left early in an accidental car accident. Your family had such a quarrel with her because of her marriage. Later, it's normal to have a daughter." Jiang Shu paused and nodded to Zhou Ziheng's chest. , "But go back and tell your old man that she is now protected by my Jiang family. I also remember what they owe Wen Ning."
Even if Jiang Shu didn't say this, Zhou Ziheng, including the Zhou family, knew it.
"Okay, let's go, the drunk in the car is going to howl again."
Zhou Ziheng: "… "
**
Jiang Mengmeng was picked up, Wang Qing also called a car to go home, and the small apartment that was still in a mess just now regained its calm.
Wen Ning sat on the small sofa with her phone in her arms, watching Jiang Shu's text messages from the dark room one by one.
Almost everyone is coaxing her and begging her to answer the phone and send a text message. He misses her very much, wants to hear her voice, and see what she looks like.
Wen Ning bit her lip, always feeling a warm feeling somewhere in her heart, the feeling of being missed.
She read every article, turned it back and read it again. When she saw half of it, she suddenly became distracted. She ran to the window and looked downstairs, and met Jiang Shu's eyes. .
The next second, her cell phone rang.
Wen Ning picked it up, and the man's cold voice came from the receiver: "Why don't you sleep? Run to the window in the middle of the night to blow air?"
Wen Ning stared at him. The floor was high and the distance was a little far away, so he couldn't see clearly, but he had to admit that even if it was blurry, Jiang Shu was also outstanding in temperament.
"Not sleepy yet..." she replied softly.
Jiang Shu chuckled lightly: "If you are not sleepy, please don't ask me to go up and sit down? My little girl has moved to a new house by herself."
Wen Ning put her face on the phone and was embarrassed to speak, but she saw Jiang Shu took the initiative to go into the building.
After a while, there was a knock on the door.
Wen Ning ran over a few steps to open the door for him. Jiang Shu smiled contentedly: "Finally know that the door is open? I thought I was going to need to move again."
Wen Ning glared at him, turned sideways and let him enter the room.
The area of the single apartment is not large, but the sparrow is small and complete.
Jiang Shu glanced at the small sofa and smiled: "In such a big place, you even bought a sofa for me?"
"You think beautiful." The little girl rarely became arrogant.
Wen Ning smiled: "I also have my own home, Jiang Shu."
"Yeah." The man replied reluctantly, "If you wanted to, you would have everyone long ago, as big as you want."
Wen Ning puffed out his cheeks, the man who didn't understand the style: "Although this house is small, I bought it myself, and every decoration in it is arranged by myself, no one can drive me away, Not even you."
"When am I willing to drive you away..."
But I have to admit that the small home she carefully and personally built is indeed much warmer than those luxurious decorations that are smashed with money. Jiang Shu said: "I can see that it is your favorite warm yellow, indeed It's cozy and feels like home.”
Where there is her, there has always been a taste of home.
Wen Ning raised her chin proudly, but Jiang Shu suddenly pulled her to sit on the sofa, put all the things she brought back from Hong Kong in front of her, and told her everything about her life.
Wen Ning was so shocked that he looked exactly like Zhou Ziheng, who was just before. Jiang Shu chuckled and laughed. This gene is really powerful and terrifying.
It's just that for him, finding out her life experience is not the most important purpose. The most important thing for him is that he wants Wen Ning to know that from the very beginning, she was not an abandoned child, just a difference of yin and yang. Wrong fate fooling people.
Jiang Shu specially kept his attitude to a minimum: "You don't have to worry about the future, just like you said, now that you have your own small family, you will no longer live without a fixed place, if I dare to bully you, Zhou The family will also not let me go, and everyone in Ningning is protecting you, including me."
"The style of Yuganwan has already been changed to your favorite warm yellow, how about it, are you interested in coming back to live there?"
It is undeniable that Wen Ning's heart softened countless times, especially this time. If you think about it rationally, what does he mean by this? Going back to Yuganwan, doesn't that mean compound remarriage? He didn't do such a big thing as a marriage proposal at the beginning, and now he still wants to deceive her back with these few words
He doesn't have a sense of ceremony, but she does.
The little girl shook her head coquettishly: "I won't go." You didn't even ask for marriage, so you wanted to deceive her back? She's grown up now and is not as deceitful as before.
Jiang Shu laughed softly: "I will be mad at you sooner or later."
**
That night, Jiang Shu was really cheeky and stayed on the sofa of Wen Ning's new home.
No matter how small the sofa was, he still slept contentedly. He had longed for the time when the two of them were in the same room for too long.
Even if not in a bed.
More than half a month later, Wen Ning's love variety show is about to start recording.
The show's official blog has officially announced several temporary couples of artists, but Wen Ning's has not been made public.
Even she herself forgot about it.
In the office of the president of Jiang's Group, Ren Tiangao presented the list of variety show announcements to Jiang Shu: "The male star who is partnering with his wife is a small student in a costume drama that has become popular recently, and it happens that the wife also has a costume drama on the air, so the two are quite—"
"Replace." Jiang Shu's face was blue.
Ren Tiangao: "What about this one? It's a singer—"
"Replace."
Ren Tiangao: …
"Then who do you think is more suitable?"
Jiang Shu neatly signed a few documents, coughed lightly, and said in a very serious tone, "Do you think I am suitable?"
Ren Tian had a high meal, and his inner words almost didn't hold back: I didn't dare to look, I didn't dare to look.
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