Chapter 43 Then I am really different from Master Jian

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Jian Yue knew Jiang Yanci. He had a complicated family background, was arrogant and indifferent, and did things by any means necessary. Even the Jian family had suffered a lot from him.

It can be said that most people who knew Jiang Yanci feared him more than they praised him.

Based on Jian Yue's understanding of Wen Jiu, Jiang Yanci's type was definitely not the type she liked.

Wen Jiu would find it troublesome.

Therefore, he did not believe the hint in Luo Qi's words before, but now... He stared at Wen Jiu with hurt eyes, as if he did not understand why Wen Jiu would contact someone she should not like.

The moment he met the hurt look in his eyes, Wen Jiu could not help but feel a familiar sourness in his heart.

Wen Jiu knew that this feeling came from the muscle memory generated by their daily interactions in the past.

Realizing this, Wen Jiu's eyebrows knitted tighter.

She was about to answer Jian Yue's question, but a slender figure fell beside her.

"Mr. Jian, why don't you ask me this question?" There was no emotion in the man's voice, but his gentle voice was a little cooler than usual.

Wen Jiu didn't expect Jiang Yanci to appear here, and unexpectedly raised his eyes to look at him.

The man's angular profile appeared in Wen Jiu's sight, and his high nose bridge was supported by the silver half-frame glasses he wore when working.

Perhaps because he came in a hurry, the frequency of his chest rising and falling was much faster than usual.

"Why are you here?" Wen Jiu raised his eyebrows and looked at him, with a hint of teasing in his eyes.

She clearly knew the reason why she hurried here, but she pretended not to know because she relied on the fact that he could not do anything to her.

Jiang Yanci gritted his teeth secretly, but had to cooperate.

He leaned towards her, his thin lips raised and his smile was so seductive: "Mu Ling said Miss Wen was tired from shopping, so I came here to be your driver."

"Oh?" Wen Jiu glanced at Mu Ling, who was sold on the spot and shrank her neck to hide behind Fang Li, without avoiding Jiang Yanci's deliberate approach:

"Then I'll trouble you, Mr. Jiang." After saying that, Wen Jiu took his only shopping bag from Mu Ling's bodyguard and handed it to Jiang Yanci.

Without a moment's hesitation, Jiang Yanci stretched out the hand that had just signed an important document and naturally took the shopping bag.

"The car is downstairs, you go down and wait for me first, okay?"

"Okay." Wen Jiu nodded, turned around and left without even looking at Jian Yue.

Seeing that she was actually going to leave like this, Jian Yue, who was full of confidence before coming, finally panicked.

There was no need to ask the question just now, Jiang Yanci's appearance represented the answer.

"Ah Jiu!" He reached out to grab Wen Jiu who was walking past him, but his hand was intercepted in mid-air.

The silver watchband on the man's wrist reflected the cold light, and the veins on the back of his hand were bulging because of the force. At a glance, Jian Yue knew that this pair of hands was the one that Wen Jiu liked.

No one except Jian Yue knew that Wen Jiu was a hand control.

The dense pain in his heart suddenly intensified, as if he was squeezed hard by an invisible big hand.

"Why did Mr. Jiang stop me?" He tried to stay calm and try not to lose his composure in front of the man who might become his rival in love.

Jian Yue took his hand back, raised his head proudly, and stared at the man in front of him with sharp eyes:

"A Jiu is just angry with me. It's not appropriate for an outsider like Mr. Jiang to intervene, right?"

"Angry?" Jiang Yanci rolled these three words in his mouth, and then chuckled, with a doting look in his eyes:

"Then I am really different from Mr. Jian." He smiled: "I promise that I will never let Wen Xiaojiu and I be angry for nearly a month."

"And..." Jiang Yanci looked past Jian Yue and looked at Wen Jiu's gradually disappearing figure, with a possessive desire in his eyes that was no longer concealed.

"As far as I know, Wen Jiu had broken up with you before coming to Hong Kong City."

His eyes were filled with three parts of ridicule and seven parts of teasing: "That circle of friends is still hanging in Wen Xiaojiu's circle of friends, doesn't Mr. Jian know?"

Jian Yue wanted to know, but he was still on Wen Jiu's blacklist.

I have to admit that Jiang Yanci's words touched Jian Yue's sore spot.

His palms clenched unconsciously, and the gloomy pressure on his body was so low that passers-by looked at him sideways.

But Jiang Yanci always had a careless smile on his face. Seeing that Jian Yue was speechless after being questioned by him, he shook the shopping bag in his palm like showing off.

"Miss Wen is still waiting for me to take her home, Mr. Jian, I'm sorry I can't accompany you."

Seeing that Jiang Yanci was about to leave, Jian Yue emphasized unwillingly: "Wen Jiu and I grew up together as childhood sweethearts. The relationship between her and me is not something that others can interfere with."

Isn't it something that others can interfere with?

Hearing this, Jiang Yanci sneered and stopped. As the saying goes, "As long as the hoe is used well, there is no corner that cannot be dug."

What's more, if it was the previous Jian Yue, he could still compete with him, but now...what can I do if I interfere with him?

Facing Jian Yue's provocation, he first said "Oh" in a light tone, and then lowered his voice and reminded maliciously:

"I wonder if you ever thought that one day you would say this when Mr. Jian allowed others to interfere in your relationship with Wen Xiaojiu?"

"Buzz!" Jian Yue's head seemed to be hit by something.

Seeing him like this, Jiang Yanci curled his lips in disdain and strode away.

After wasting so much time, I don't know if that little ancestor is impatient?

Thinking this in his heart, Jiang Yanci's footsteps became faster.

Jian Yue, who was left alone, had already been clenched white in his palms. He stared at Jiang Yanci with red eyes as he left. The person who was supposed to catch up seemed to have a thousand pounds of weight under his feet.

He didn't have the courage to move half a step!

Jian Yue, Jian Yue... He looked up at the dazzling lights on the roof, tears falling without him noticing.

How did you get to this point?

You who love Wenjiu so much, what on earth did you do? !

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"Hiss..." Mu Ling leaned against the backrest of Fang Li's wheelchair, holding her hands and asked with a little concern: "Why hasn't Brother Yan come down yet? Are they not going to fight?"

"Ah?" Fang Li widened her eyes in surprise when she heard this, and after thinking for a while, she hesitated and said: "They won't beat anyone to death, will they?"

Wenjiu: "..."

She bet that the two men said this on purpose for her to hear.

After rolling his eyes at each of them, Wen Jiu replied, "No."

"Huh?" The two looked at her leaning against the front of the car and asked in unison, "What won't happen?"

"No!" Although Wen Jiu didn't want to pay attention to these two childish ghosts, he still explained,

"Jiang Yanci won't do anything to Jian Yue."

"Why?" Mu Ling suddenly had an idea, "Did I misunderstand? Isn't that handsome guy Yan Ge's rival in love?"

"That's not right..." Thinking of the message Qi Qin sent in the group that day, Mu Ling said, "I remember your ex was called Jian Yue."

"I said Jiang Yanci would not attack Jian Yue, I didn't say he is not my ex." Wen Jiu couldn't help but knock Mu Ling on the head, and then continued:

"An opponent who poses no threat is not worth Jiang Yanci's attack."

"Wen Xiaojiu, are you too unconfident in yourself, or too confident in me?"

As soon as Wen Jiu finished speaking, Jiang Yanci's voice came over with some ridicule.