A Good Girl and Her Protective Billionaire Husband

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But he didn't seem to know this woman.

In Jian Zhangke's eyes, Jiang Zilin is very coquettish, has a stupid head, and is an idiot in life. In summary, she is a simple-minded lady with well-developed limbs and a temperament.

Now, she and the other high-level officials are pushing the cups, and her expression is faint as if she has a smile. Waiting for you to look carefully, but there is no, her face is calm and cold, but it just attracts these men to cling to it.

She coped with ease, the less talked, the more these men wanted to talk to her.

Jian Zhangke's complexion faded, staring at her as if she was not refusing to drink, as if she was slightly drunk, with her legs raised and her chin slightly resting on her chin. He was a little more charming like that, his eyes seemed blurred, and he glanced at the men around him.

Who made her laugh, the deep V-neck in the suit also shook lightly, revealing a large piece of the refreshing honey-colored collarbone.

His face was icy, he almost shattered the cup, not knowing where the anger was in his chest, and his mood was very bad.

A meal for two hours, finally ended.

Jian Zhangke didn't move his sight, he looked as tight as the prisoner, and waited for him to put down the goblet to get up.

Opposite Han Suling asked Jiang Zilin, "Does MISS Jiang have a car?"

She was like a drunk woman before. She stood up steady and light. When she was about to speak, a low-mellow male voice was inserted beside her: "It's better to go to the forest with Ms. Jiang."

Han Suling's face was faint, she looked sideways, looked at Jian Muqing, gave a quick glance, she smiled, "It's okay."

Jiang Zilin directly ignored the gaze on the other side that seemed to seem to have been looking at, and glanced at Jian Muqing. This man has handsome facial features, wears a pair of rimless glasses, speaks gracefully, and smiles smoothly.

Jian Muqing did not communicate with Han Suling. He kept looking at Jiang Zilin, smiling and adding: "Hong Kong distinguished guests, treat them as courtesy."

Jiang Zilin lifted her lips, just a flash of laughter, she smiled politely again when she looked at it again: "Okay? That's great, thank you Mr. Jian, it happens to be my weakness to fly a plane."

A group of people passed the dining table, and when they reached the other end, the sitting man suddenly got up, tall and strong, and he felt oppressed when he stood in front of the others.

The three stopped.

Jian Zhangke can be said to be unbearable, not looking aside, looking straight at the woman in the middle.

Han Suling is on the right, turning around to talk to the officials.

Jian Muqing said: "Zhang Ke, I haven't had time to say hello to you. Han Suling invited you here. I know that official business is official. Let's put the rest of the three of us temporarily..."

"Minister Jane," Jian Zhangke was impatient, "I'm not looking for you."

A glance passed it quickly fell back to the face of the woman standing in the middle.

Jian Muqing didn't look embarrassed, took a sip of red wine, and followed Jiang Zilin gracefully and suspiciously.

Jian Zhangke directly ignored the man's acting skills. Han Suling didn't know about Jiang Zilin and him, Thaksin.Jian Muqing didn't know, he was a fool.

What do you mean by acting in front of Jiang Zilin?

Jian Zhangke looked at the woman provocatively and seriously, her thin lips pressed tightly.

The woman stared openly at her for a long while, neither she looked confused nor pretended not to know her, she was generous: "Mr. Jian Er, I haven't seen you for a while, hello."

She doesn't laugh, and she is not particularly cold, just the impeccable face that greets anyone.

Suddenly I couldn't say what Koka had in my throat.

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Jiang Zilin waited politely for a while, and when the person opposite didn't speak, she turned to Jian Mu Qing and smiled slightly, "Mr. Jian?"

Jian Muqing put down the goblet, glanced at Jian Zhangke, said hello, and led the way, "Miss Jiang, my special plane is parked over there."

Han Suling came over and stopped the man who turned around, "Zhang Ke, you haven't talked to me when you come from City A. I'm afraid you will have no time when you go to Chenglin. It doesn't matter, I know you've been angry and hated for the past seven years. Can you give me some time now? Have a chat, nothing to do with official business, our private business.

The voice was not too loud or too small. Jian Zhangke looked at the man and woman who hadn't gone far in front of him, and his eyes fell on the tall woman's back for a moment.

Without knowing what he was thinking, he turned his head back with a blank expression of gratitude.

He smoked a cigarette and turned his head. The woman had passed the aisle and no shadow was seen.

He lost interest, and met Han Suling's bright eyes, and said, "I'd better go to Chenglin to talk about it."

The route was different. When Jian Zhangke landed at the designated airport in Chenglin, he did not see Jian Muqing's special plane.

When he got off the plane, he went to the designated hotel and asked Han Suling's secretary for the schedule for the room.

But did not find the woman's name.

She won't live here?

He was in an irritable mood that he had never felt before. This irritability was absolutely related to her flying on Jian Muqing’s plane. He had to find this arrogant woman and question her if she didn’t take up so many tasks. He happened to be involved in the non-acceptance meaning?What's the trouble? Isn't he in your eyes?

Don't believe it, he doesn't believe that she really doesn't have him in her eyes!

Damn it, treat him as nothing.

The forest is not big, and it didn't take much time to find it with Jian Zhangke's ability to obtain information.

After all, she came from Hong Kong, so it makes sense not to stay in a hotel with people from BU.

In the early evening, Jian Zhangke drove to an apartment-style hotel a block away. When he got off the bus, the man stepped on his cigarette butt and walked directly into the hotel elevator with a cold face.

Stopped on the twelfth floor, his eyes scanned the room number, and stopped in front of a door, he turned and looked up and scanned the camera.

Moved, walked to the top of the stairs, the man leaned out the window vigorously, the twelve-story cornice walked easily, flashed past three windows, reached her window, and jumped in.

The apartment hotel, as the name suggests, has a home layout and good living functions.

After a quick glance, the layout is not big, the five internal organs are complete, and the degree of luxury alone is not comparable to the hotel where he lives.

The man's long fingers pressed lightly, and the sliding window lowered silently.

With long legs, step into the carpet, pursing his lips as he walks to look.

The cave lamp was on, proving that the person had come back, and there was a shadowy smell of her in the room, Jian Zhangke could tell.

The doors of the living room and bedroom were open. After scanning the living room, he paused for a moment in front of the door and walked into the bedroom.

Women’s clothing scattered on the bed, leather pants, small suits, V-neck silk shirts, and...

The bathroom didn't care about the conspicuous place, but he heard the fine sound of water, and mist faintly emerged from behind the closet.

Jian Zhang Ke did not expect to come at a convenient time.

The man looked at the bed for a few seconds and moved away. The sound of water circled his ears without a sound, and poured into the ears, as if flowing along the nerves into the body.

He lowered his eyebrows and put his right hand into the pocket of his trousers.

Turning around, I was planning to come in and where to go out. In this case... go out first.