Chapter 212

Jiang shaoxun was famous in the school. After that class, his attention in the school rose to a hot stage. Only she could stand beside him at that time, accompany him and enjoy the sight of envy and hatred.

Unfortunately, now

Song Mianmian showed a look of regret.

Jiang shaoxun has been looking at Song Mianmian's expression, from the original joy to suddenly low, he turned the pen on the palm of his hand: "Mianmian, remember the teacher said, there is a kind of psychological call can not be destroyed?"

He asked lightly, but with a different implication. Song mianmianmian understood him, how could he not know what he was talking about? How could a man who had been very rational and intelligent before and could control his physical desire perfectly be hoodwinked by simple phenomenon.

Song Mianmian's whole nostalgic heart was broken in his heartless words. He must have known that the little girl's falling into the swimming pool was related to her. He didn't say it directly to give her face.

Song Mianmian chuckled: "what to do, shaoxun, I've been thinking about you all the time. I've almost forgotten the knowledge of the teacher."

Did song Mianmian forget that Jiang shaoxun couldn't manage it. He pushed a ticket from the table to song Mianmian: "there is a branch in Singapore, where there is a lack of a director. It depends on you whether you want to go or not."

It's like a basin of ice water pouring directly from the top of song Mianmian's head. She can't control her limbs and her facial expression is stiff. She doesn't know what kind of expression she should use to look at Jiang shaoxun.

Song Mianmian asked incredulously, "shaoxun, are you driving me away?"

Only during the period when she just returned home, Jiang shaoxun would treat her better, but later she didn't know what happened between Jiang shaoxun and Changhuan. In addition to alienating her, he also said that he wanted to find a man for her, and now he pushed her away.

Singapore, oh! Song Mianmian sneered in her heart and reached out to pick up the ticket. Three days later, she clenched the ticket and took a deep breath: "if I don't go."

Jiang shaoxun did not answer, but asked: "mianmianmian, are you painful when you stay by my side?"

"Pain?" Song Mianmian came to Jiang shaoxun and approached him. Her eyes seemed to swallow him up. "Shaoxun, I can't get you. It's the most painful thing."

Song Mianmian smashes the plane ticket on his desk and leaves in high heels.

As if thinking of something, she turned back and held the ticket in her hand again: "OK, I'll go. Before I go, can I find Nie Changhuan to come out and have a cup of tea? I want to know where I can't match her. "

"Mianmian, she's busy." Jiang shaoxun refused.

Song Mianmian looked at Jiang shaoxun disappointedly: "our original love is nothing in your eyes."

She turns around and tears fall from her cheek. Jiang shaoxun's thick eyebrows grow slantingly into her temples and lock tightly. A kind of indescribable emotion spreads in her heart. Before he knows that DIU DIU is his son, he once went all over the world to find song Mianmian.

But recently, he felt that he had to shoulder the responsibility for his family, and he didn't know when to start. He would think of his family from time to time, and what his children and wife were doing.

He once lost song Mianmian's empty heart, and was gradually occupied by Changhuan and ditiao. Now, he can no longer put song Mianmian back suddenly.

She can go to other places to work, and he gives her very good conditions and treatment. I hope she can let go of the past.

Song mianmianmian returns to her seat with her ticket. She shows a gloomy expression in the office for the first time. When people want to ask for gossip, they are scared by her gloomy expression.

She sat on her own table. The cactus on the table had been stabbed too many times. It was full of holes, and there were signs of withering. Just like her heart now, without the love of Jiang shaoxun, even the beating became so painful.

Song Mianmian looks at the ticket on her palm. She finds Nie Changhuan's wechat and clicks add.

Changhuan is now shooting a group of fashion magazine covers in the studio. She is painted with very coquettish makeup, which is quite different from her usual sweet image.

Changhuan is a born actress, can grasp all kinds of styles accurately, sexy wind and sweet wind, each at hand, the photo of her like a black rose, coquettish and mysterious.

Seeing the photos of these semi-finished products, sister Zhao repeatedly sighed that Changhuan is really a beauty. No wonder she is deeply loved by Jiang Shao now.

Changhuan's mobile phone is placed on Zhao Jie. When Zhao Jie hears the dingdong sound of Changhuan's mobile phone, she takes back her view of enjoying the photos. When she picks up the mobile phone, she sees the picture of a handsome boy dunking.

Sister Zhao enlarges the photo to see that it was Jiang shaoxun in her school days. While appreciating it, she sighs in her heart: Jiang shaoxun was really a piece of fresh meat before. She killed all the popular students now. She thought it was Jiang shaoxun's micro signal, so she gave it to Changhuan.

After taking a group of photos, Chang Huan takes a rest in her exclusive seat. Her assistant puts on her clothes and thick shoes.

"It's like Jiang is looking for you less." Zhao Jie gave Chang Huan her mobile phone.

Hearing Zhao Jie's address to Jiang shaoxun, Chang Huan raised her eyebrows curiously: "Zhao Jie, don't you always call him boss? How did it suddenly turn into Jiang Shao? "

Sister Zhao was stunned. Chang Huan didn't remind her. She really didn't know. She must have been staying with Song Heng for a long time recently. She also learned how to shout: "don't Jiang Shao and the boss all be alone? What do you care about this?"

Changhuan smiles cunningly, then picks up the mobile phone. Now when Jiang shaoxun is at work, how can he come to her.

When she saw a message from a stranger on wechat, she was stunned. When did she add such a person?

Sometimes the agent needs to help her deal with some interpersonal relationships. Chang Huan shakes her mobile phone toward Zhao Jie: "Zhao Jie, did you add it?"

"Yes! What's the matter? "

"Not much."

This person is song Mianmian, with the head photo is really direct, Changhuan holding his cheek, looking at the message she sent.

Changhuan, I'm going to work in Singapore. Thank you for interrupting you at your home for so long. Would you like to come out for dinner tomorrow?

Are you busy now?

Last night, shaoxun has been introducing you to the public, I have seen it, I wish you all the best.

There are only three messages in total. Changhuan hesitates to reply, so she doesn't have to eat. Anyway, she doesn't like song Mianmian.

Then the mobile phone vibrated again, and song mianmianmian sent another message: I still have a lot of photos of Xun in his student days, as well as his videos at the debate. Do you know that all the big celebrations of the University during the university period are hosted by shaoxun, and I still have a lot of videos here, do you want to have a look?