Hello, Mr. Jiang

A beautiful woman came to the hot pot restaurant. Although she kept her fingers clean from the spring water, she was not lazy. She was assigned to wash the cabbage, but she was always conscientious. Jiang Yaojing hosted a banquet for friends, chose her own restaurant, placed an order, and Xia Wan came over with a plate of cabbage. The people who came this evening were all a bunch of fair-weather friends. When they saw Xia Wan, they all stopped thinking about having fun after dinner and planned to enjoy the hot pot slowly and slowly. After finally finishing his meal, Jiang Yaojing returned home early. He waited for more than two hours before Xia Wan arrived belatedly. The man smelled of alcohol all over his body and looked a bit rogue: "Little cabbage?" "Yes," Xia Wan laughed, blocking Jiang Yaojing's hand with one hand, "Second Young Master Jiang, don't you think I'm going to pass? Please give way." He leaned against the wall and silently twitched the corners of his mouth: "I'm blind." So I waited until you came to see how beautiful you are. I should take the initiative to find it. ☆Copywriting 2: People in the circle are saying that after what happened, the second child of the Jiang family has become more and more cruel. In this life, he probably has nothing to do with the word "warmth". But that day, she suddenly broke in like a gust of summer evening wind, and her eyes flashed with hope: "Hello, Mr. Jiang." With just these words, the dignified Second Young Master Jiang broke his heart. The copy has been screenshot——2021.3.3 Intention: warmth