At about eight o'clock in the evening, it snowed, because it was the end of the year, Tang Ji'an was busy with work, he flipped through the materials in his hand while waiting for Mu Mian to finish his work.

Suddenly, there is the illusion that they seem to be a couple, or a husband and wife, and the husband waits for his wife to finish work and then goes home together.

He shook his head and continued to carefully read the case file at hand.

At about half past eight, the sixth uncle said in a low voice: "Ji'an, look ......"

He looked up, Mu Mian came out, there was a man next to her talking to her, she seemed a little impatient, the man actually moved to take her hand, Mu Mian shook him off.

Tang Ji'an squinted, then stretched out his hand to open the car door and walked over.

Mu Mian looked at Liao Zheng in front of him, and said righteously: "Mr. Liao, please get out of the way, I'm going home." ”

Liao Zheng made a look of deep affection and no regrets: "You used to call me Brother Zheng, why do you call me Mr. Liao now?"

Mu Mian almost vomited, she had just entered college at that time, and she didn't know anything about the world, so she was really scolded by her cousin, saying that Liao Zheng's family background and knowledge were good, and he looked talented.

Now I know that this Liao Zheng is simply a golden jade outward, and he is really a scumbag, and when he gets along with her, he is also entangled with the daughters of many wealthy businessmen at the same time.

In the end, it was this Liao Zheng who established a relationship with the daughter of the jewelry merchant, and she knew that she had been broken up.

How can such a person be embarrassed to come back to her now?

Because she's famous?

When she Mu cotton is soft persimmon?

Is she Mu Mian he is looking for accusations to linger?

Go for his big spring and autumn dreams!

Mu Mian sneered: "We don't have any relationship now, I call you Mr. Liao, it's right." ”

Liao Zheng didn't give up and said: "If you want, we can start again." ”

Mu Mian almost rolled his eyes: "You said it was over, you said it was over, you said it was beginning, Mr. Liao, are you taking yourself too seriously?"

Liao Zheng looked at her affectionately: "Do you still resent me for what happened at the beginning? I had no choice but to do it at that time, I was in trouble, you listen to me explain to you slowly, okay?"

Explain slowly?

Tang Ji'an pushed open the iron gate of the courtyard, walked over quickly, and stood behind Mu Mian, he spoke slowly, his voice was low, sexy and pleasant: "Who is this?"

Mu Mian was shocked, she was indeed shocked, she didn't expect Tang Ji'an to come here, under normal circumstances, Tang Ji'an would wait for her at home, waiting for her to listen to his troubles.

He basically wouldn't come to her on his own initiative.

She looked back at him, a tall man in a long navy blue coat, a little snow on his head and shoulders because of the heavy snow outside, and the dim light of the yard shone on his face.

Comparing Liao Zheng in front of him, Mu Mian thought of a word......

Texture!

Yes, the texture, Tang Ji'an is too textured, like the kind of Republic of China period that has experienced years of precipitation, but it is not shocking, but it exudes the charm of a noble son in his gestures.

He is unassuming, very low-key, and when he is not angry, his eyebrows and eyes are calm, as if no one can enter his eyes.

It seems that the noble young master of the big family who has disappeared in the old times can't help but stay on him, so that people who don't know him can be impressed by the irresistible silent majesty emanating from his body at first glance.

"Who is this?"

Tang Ji'an looked at Mu Mian who was in a daze, and asked softly again.