Chapter 127 It’s bad luck for you
Scratching the reward information.
A thick book.
It is comparable to four Oxford dictionaries.
I became impatient after reading two lines.
[Whatever the host needs to know, the system can check. ]
"Ah!" Jiang Jiang sighed, "What would I do without you?"
The acting is exaggerated.
The system clearly knew that Jiang Jiang was pretending, but it still couldn't help but smile.
He coughed twice to hide his inner excitement.
It proudly puffed out its chest and said proudly, "Host, do you have any questions?"
"Not yet. My injury hasn't healed yet. I'll look for the wanted criminal after I'm well." Jiang Jiang took the last sip of milk tea, threw the garbage into the trash can, and looked up at the blue sky and white clouds.
Such a beautiful day, like a dream.
It seems like I was still an illiterate peasant girl yesterday.
Now I sit at home counting money and eat whatever I want.
【Okay, host! 】
Jiang Jiang did not go home directly. She had not seen the sun for a long time and she wanted to feel the warmth that wrapped her whole body.
As we walked, we arrived at the park again.
I met Leng Huanjun again.
It seemed like he had been wandering around this area, trying to run into Jiang Jiang.
What’s funny is that Jiang Jiang didn’t go out because of a foot injury.
There is no news about Jiang Jiang outside.
It has been a long time since we last had a cocktail party.
"Hi! Beautiful! I finally see you again!"
Familiar frivolity, familiar red hair.
Jiang Jiang's gentle temperament suddenly dropped, and he said coldly, "Mr. Leng, I let you go last time, but I'm not a horse-letterer."
Sensing the disgust in Jiang Jiang's tone, Qi Yan stood in front, blocking Jiang Jiang and separating Leng Huanjun and Jiang Jiang.
"Miss Chi, please don't be so unromantic. I didn't seem to offend Miss Chi last time, but Miss Chi's behavior made me lose face. How do you settle this account?"
Leng Huanjun is nonchalant, with limited edition headphones hanging around his neck, a typical bad boy.
If it weren't for that face, he would have been arrested as a gangster.
"If Mr. Leng still wants to continue squandering the family fortune, he should stop." Jiang Jiang found this man inexplicable. Just because he failed to strike up a conversation with her, he got involved with Liu Qingluo and tried to corrupt and defile her.
No one with a disease in their brain can do such a thing.
As soon as these words came out, Leng Huanjun's face froze for two seconds, then he thought of something and instantly regained his playful expression, "Miss Chi is still so fond of joking."
Jiang Jiang was too lazy to bother with this kind of nonsense.
Jiang Jiang pushed Qi Yan's tall body aside and punched Leng Huanjun's smiling face, "Really? Although I don't have any connections, I have a little money. It's no problem for me to invest a small fortune." She said to Leng Huanjun who was lying on the ground.
The way he looked at Leng Huanjun was as if he was looking at a clown.
Qi Yan was shocked to realize that this boy might have done something excessive to Chi Yin, which made the gentle Chi Yin so angry.
At this moment, his sense of responsibility as a male chauvinist was overflowing, and he grabbed Leng Huanjun and dragged him to the corner.
After several rounds of punches and kicks, Leng Huanjun's wailing attracted a lot of people to watch.
Qi Yan wiped his hands elegantly and said to everyone apologetically, "I'm sorry, he harassed my wife. I apologize to everyone if it disturbed you."
After Qi Yan finished speaking, he turned around and walked to Jiang Jiang, picked up the fruit snacks he had just placed on the chair, and smiled politely at the onlookers, "Please take him to the police station, thank you."
"Wow! His wife is so beautiful!"
“He’s handsome too!”
"Like a classy gentleman!"
"What should we do with this person? Call the police?"
"Don't worry about him. Let this scoundrel who harassed someone else's wife die on his own."
"That's right! Scumbag!"
Jiang Jiang and Qi Yan came out of the park and walked home in silence for more than forty minutes.
No one spoke.
