He Is Warmer Than Time

Huang Ying whispered: "Uncle, are you really willing to stay below Tang Ji'an?"

Cheng Guohua glanced at her: "What is it if you are reconciled? What if you are not reconciled. He is Tang Er. You haven't learned the method. Besides, you don't know who is behind him."

Huang Ying unwillingly asked again: "Really there is no way at all? Is there any reason for this?"

Cheng Guohua rubbed his chin: "There is no way, but your little uncle has never had a bad habit, he is not lustful, and he is not greedy for money. It's not easy to deal with."

"So, uncle, if you have any thoughts, you can tell them, we will discuss and discuss..."

Cheng Guohua leaned in her ear and said a few words in a low voice.

Huang Ying's expression was a little intriguing: "It's not a matter of style. He doesn't have a problem with Mu Mian. He and the actor Mu Mian are doing very well. Others can't catch him."

Cheng Guohua whispered a few more words, and Huang Ying looked solemnly: "Is this... feasible?"

"I think it's better to forget it. I guess none of this can defeat him. It's better to do more than to do less."

Huang Ying clenched her fists: "No, I have to give it a try."

"Be careful in everything, don't show your feet, don't go into battle by yourself, find someone you care about."

Huang Ying nodded: "Uncle, don't worry."

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At Sinan Mansion, Tang Ji'an read the pile of materials at hand, his shoulders were stiff, raised his eyes, the moon was hanging high outside the window, Mu Mian was already lying on the sofa and slumbering, he walked over slowly and sat down next to the sofa , Reached out and stroked her cheek.

He thought, when would it be more appropriate to propose to her?

Will this girl refuse him?

He has fair skin and dripping red lips, and when he falls asleep, he looks charming and affectionate.

He bowed his head and wanted to kiss her...

But he heard the sound of opening the door, he chuckled, is Uncle Six so ignorant?

But he heard his father's voice: "Jian..."

Tang Ji'an shook his heart, and quickly reached out and gently pushed Mu Mian: "Wake up..."

Tang Qingru walked in and saw Mu Mian with an approachable expression: "I didn't disturb you, right?"

Tang Ji'an sighed that his father had really changed a lot, and the biggest contributor to his changes should be Song Ran.

Therefore, even if the two sisters are more spoiled, he will not feel psychologically imbalanced. He is always his own sister. It is too petty to be jealous of his sister.

He also smiled at his father: "Should I say that I was disturbing?"

Tang Qingru was also surprised that Ji'an, the child, would actually make a joke with him, and the relationship between father and son was slowly improving.

He likes this way of getting along.

Mu Mian hurriedly said thoughtfully: "Uncle, if you and Ji An want to talk about things, then I will go upstairs first."

Tang Qingru's jaw: "Well, you can go up first."

Mu Mian hurried upstairs.

Tang Qingru lit a cigarette and sat on the sofa: "What? Live together?"

Tang Ji'an replied calmly: "She will stay here for two days, each sleeping in his own room, doesn't my father mind?"

Tang Qingru waved his hand: "You have a sense of measure. I don't mind anything. I came here today to tell you about the issue of official style. Recently, the issue of corruption has been very tightly grasped. You have just arrived at the Department of Finance. It’s not fun to have fewer people, so you must pay more attention to all aspects, you know?"

Tang Ji'an looked solemn: "Father rest assured, I will be careful in everything."