The other party's words were like tender thorns on rose stalks, piercing into Jiang Liwen's heart one by one.%&*";

It is impossible to say that she doesn't care, but she has grown up and can withstand as much praise as she can withstand slander.

Jiang Liwen stopped and smiled at Su Qianrong: "Su Qianrong, I actually never understand. Is it too boring to spread rumors and make trouble like this?"

"You said I spread rumors?" Su Qianrong snorted coldly, wrapped her arms around her chest, and looked down at her high: "Don't think I don't know where you left the Su family back then. I was so embarrassed that I was so embarrassed. I put it on, but people didn't admit it. That's right, how can a person like you compare with Sister Bai? If I were Young Master Ye, I wouldn't choose you."

When talking about what happened back then, Jiang Liwen couldn't help but stiffen her hands and feet. She looked at Su Qianrong and could only look at that.

Because she couldn't refute.

Because what the other party said is true.

She suddenly felt chill all over.

It was so cold that my heart began to get cold.

She was so cold that she almost wanted to lose without a fight.

Cold...

"Wenwen." A familiar voice sounded from behind Jiang Liwen, faint and gentle, like a bamboo and wood for a drowning person.

And it was because of this bamboo and wood that she could have been able to support her until now.

Jiang Liwen turned around and saw Feng Xuan standing not far away, wearing a beige V-neck sweater, her elegant neck exposed, and her fair skin almost became transparent.

He held an umbrella in his slender fingers. The umbrella was made of plastic and was obviously very ordinary, but when it came to his hands, it seemed to become a luxury.

Black hair and light lips, and a good face.

Jiang Liwen always feels that a man like Senior Brother Feng is worthy of him only by the word Prince.

Feng Xuan walked over like this, his aura was invisible. He didn't even look at Su Qianrong, who was stupid next to him. He handed the umbrella in his hand to Jiang Liwen, with soft eyebrows and eyes: "It's raining outside."

So did you come to give her an umbrella? Jiang Liwen felt a warmth in her chest: "Thank you, senior brother."

Feng Xuan smiled and reached out to rub her head.

Su Qianrong finally recovered from her petrification state, and her eyes were filled with too much emotion.

In City B, Fengjia surname has always been linked to the military region.i^

Su Qianrong remembered the recent real estate development of the Su family in B City, and immediately changed her expression, with a little shyness and a smile: "Senior Feng, are you Senior Feng?"

Feng Xuan glanced at her faintly, and did not say anything, as if in his eyes, she was not even as good as air.

Su Qianrong's smile was a little stiff, but she was still trying hard to get close to her: "When I was in school, I liked the paintings you drew very much. Are you still drawing now? Really, I didn't know who made such disgusting rumors at the beginning, and I had to say about you..."

"Really." Feng Xuan interrupted her indifferently, with a slight sarcasm, with a small mockery: "It's not a rumor, it's true, so you'd better stay away from me, otherwise I'm worried that it will disgust you."

Su Qianrong was choked and had to laugh, not knowing what to say.

Ye Jingshen spoke, he looked at Feng Xuan and frowned, and looked at Jiang Liwen with worried eyes: "Xiaowen, why are you... with Senior Brother Feng? He is not..."

For a moment, Jiang Liwen couldn't help but hate another meaning in his mouth. She raised her eyebrows and put her arms around Feng Xuan's arm, with a decent smile: "My senior brother Feng is very good, I am also very good, we live a happy life. Senior Ye, can you get out of the way? We want to pick biscuits."

Ye Jingshen looked at her movements in disbelief, and his arms slowly slid down. The throat joints moved dryly. What happened four years ago? He really wanted to ask her in person, but he finally realized that he had been excluded from the world by her.

Is it Qianrong’s birthday party, or earlier...

No matter which time it was, he never regretted it like he is now.

Su Qianrong was so angry that her nose was crooked, the foundation on her face was trembling, and her exquisite makeup became a little hideous at this moment. However, for the Su family's business, she had to laugh and wave to Feng Xuan: "That Brother Feng, I have a chance to see you again."

Feng Xuan didn't even look back. He seemed to be like this. He didn't care about the efforts of those who care about the fire and water, and he didn't even bother with a look.

Jiang Liwen raised her eyes and glanced at the man's side face. Her body gradually warmed up. The breathless picture gradually turned into a confused black and white in her mind.

She bent down and selected the sandwich cookies that the little ones like to eat. She would occasionally turn around and smile at Feng Xuan.

Snap...

I don’t know who is in the dark, holding a digital camera, locking the lens, and pressing it, the picture freezes.

At noon, at noon, Ye Fanli sat lazily on the black leather office chair, taking off his tie with one hand and holding the photo in the envelope with the other, and slowly bent the corners of his mouth into a cool and thin curve.

The air conditioning began to solidify in his eyes, and his handsome facial features seemed to be regained with ice and snow, and it was particularly cold. This kind of innate coldness, just like the emperor standing at the highest point, could hold the fate of others in his own hands with just a glance. He stood up, walked towards the floor-to-ceiling window on one side, opened the window, and the early autumn wind blew in, lifting a strand of hair between his forehead, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if it could cause a storm...

After a while, he took out a black cell phone from his suit pants pocket and pressed the left button. His voice was not as emotional as he could hear: "Tell Manager Shen that the event location was changed to City B, and the invitation list remained unchanged."

The person on the other end of the phone nodded repeatedly, but he was puzzled how the boss suddenly intervened in such a small matter. However, he still had to do his job. The little assistant immediately contacted Manager Chen and conveyed the boss's meaning without missing a word.

So, on the second day, a grand announcement was released on the homepage of the Bookstore, with the following announcement: "After the institutional reform of the Umbrella Literature City, many famous authors rushed to the station. Within a year, various masterpieces became popular one after another, and a new group of excellent authors emerged. In order to allow everyone to gain more benefits, the Bookstore will hold a one-month pursuit competition from today, and the winner's works will be..."

Jiang Liwen has always been slow to hear about this until she opened the author QQ.

Jianxingtianxia: "Did you participate in the latest competition?"

After receiving the news from this person, Jiang Liwen was still a little surprised: "What game?"

Jianxing Tianxia spread his hands: "It is a virtual online game competition. It is said to be a cooperation with a game company. The winning works may be adapted into a game."

Of course, Jiang Liwen wanted to seize such an opportunity, so she was naturally interested in this competition, and she found the editor without thinking.

The editor-in-chief's expression is very resentful: "It seems that your article has not been over ten thousand in a long time..."

Jiang Liwen coughed a few times: "Well, it seems."

The editor laughed loudly, soft and murderous intent: "Don't you think you should show some sincerity when participating in the competition? Give me 20,000 words today, just write it!"

It is not so easy to write 20,000 words. After closing the editor's q, Jiang Liwen shook her head and fetched out a serialized article from the folder. Open it and start writing.

After writing for a while, I felt that there was no inspiration and couldn't write it in any way. I sat in front of the computer for almost an hour, but I still had no plot or thoughts.

QQ rang again, and was the former editor-in-chief. She seemed to have received some good news. She said happily: "Seventh Young Master, notice, notice, great notice! You have achieved good results recently. The above decided to let you, Jianda and two other male writers attend the company's small cocktail party. The time is set at 7 o'clock this week, and the location is B City. You can prepare well. Each of you can invite five loyal fans. The company plans to take advantage of the heat of the annual meeting to do the second wave of publicity for you! How about it, are you happy to hear this notice? If you are happy, please write quickly!!!"

Jiang Liwen, who was urged to update, couldn't help but lift her forehead.

Just... a cocktail party.

Will see him.

Jiang Liwen laughed silently. He was not a beast, just see it. Just as the senior brother said, she had to let herself get out as soon as possible instead of escaping!

After making a decision, Jiang Liwen invited a few sisters from B City to the reader group, and then continued to write.

It was coming soon on Saturday. Jiang Liwen was most worried about what she wore. She couldn't wear jeans and a long-sleeved shirt to attend.

"Um~" Jiang Liwen, who was standing in front of the mirror, pulled her trousers helplessly.

The two little guys stood behind her, holding an ice bully in one of them, and while eating, they helped Jiang Liwen out of advice.

Jiang Xiaochen claims to appreciate countless beauties in children's shoes. He calls himself the first in terms of styling, but no one dares to call him the second. He has lip balm in his teeth and a wooden comb in his hand, and insists on combing Jiang Liwen's hairstyle.

Jiang Xiaotian was kicked away by him, and his voice was cold: "Don't cause trouble for your mother."

"Okay, I'll go out like this." Jiang Liwen finally chose a long white base dress, ink painting style, and it was straight to the ankle, looking very gentle.

She looked at her watch and it was almost five o'clock. She touched the heads of the two little guys: "Mom can't accompany you today. If you are hungry, there will be roast chicken in the kitchen."

"Mom, don't worry, the beauty dad has been at home these two days and will not be hungry." Jiang Xiaochen is still very good at comforting people at critical moments.

Jiang Liwen walked out of the bar with a smile, reached out to a taxi, and the place to go was the best Diangu Jinjiang in City B.

Generally speaking, this road has never been blocked, but I don’t know if it is due to the weekend, and the road has never been smooth.

When Jiang Liwen arrived at the restaurant, it was already a little late. She looked around and found the elevator leading upstairs: "Wait..."

As soon as she finished speaking, the elevator door that was about to close slowly opened. There were many people standing inside, exuding an unspoken sense of oppression. The stunning man standing in the center with one hand in his trouser pocket was the young master Ye who Jiang Liwen was reluctant to contact too much!
Chapter completed!