Xie Wanyi didn't look worried at all.
He said calmly: "I bought his information."
After hearing this, Ling Yu thought for a while and realized it instantly!
Although the organization stipulates that organization resources cannot be used for revenge.
But as a buyer, I bought the grandson’s information...
That organization will never interfere again!
Oops, you are worthy of your thanks, your mind is spinning so fast!
That's it, you have to spend a little money.
But based on the small treasury the two of them have accumulated over the years of doing tasks, this expense is not worth mentioning!
Ling Yu returned to his carefree look, and then asked with a gossipy face: "Then how did my grandson offend you?"
Mr. Xiao Wang did not offend Xie Wanyi.
But disrespectful to Jiang Motian.
But this made him even more angry than offending Xie Wanyi!
He didn't think much about the reason.
At this moment, he just wants to bring misfortune to Mr. Wang!
Since Xiao Wang always relies on his identity, then...
Just destroy what he is proud of!
Xie Wanyi's finger pressed a button.
A document that could destroy President Xiao Wang was sent.
…
Noon is when the sun is most abundant.
Jiang Motian braved the scorching sun, hugged a sundial, and walked around the yard.
Finally, she chose a place to put her things down.
The moment he put the heavy object down, Jiang Motian breathed a sigh of relief.
Then she clapped her hands and straightened up.
Wei Yangyang stood under the shadow, watching Jiang Motian's operation, and said with some confusion: "What did you bring this thing for?"
"Feel the time."
"Watches can feel the time differently?"
Jiang Motian shook his head and replied: "Not simple enough."
This answer...
Forget it, the brain circuit of a painter is different from that of ordinary people.
However, the taste buds of painters are still the same as those of ordinary people.
Wei Yangyang thought of something and said with a smile: "It's better to drink some mung bean paste outside in the sun."
Jiang Motian was neither thirsty nor tired.
But when I heard Wei Yangyang talk about mung bean paste...
Her mouth instantly became dry, and she licked her lower lip and said, "Let's go eat something first."
Wei Yangyang happily entered the studio with Jiang Motian.
The sunlight outside was too dazzling, and when they suddenly returned indoors, their eyes went dark for a moment.
It took two or three seconds for the two of them to adapt to the light in the room.
Then……
Jiang Mo sighed sweetly.
Every time Wei Yangyang comes, he always packs up everything.
This time is no exception.
At this moment, there are bags and boxes of various sizes on the ground.
Jiang Motian didn't even need to ask.
If you ask, Wei Yangyang will say - they are all necessities of life.
But Jiang Motian doesn't need so many necessities.
Why!
Jiang Motian here was sighing silently.
Wei Yangyang deftly pulled out two plastic sealed cups from a bag.
She opened one, handed it to Jiang Motian, and said, "This is the mung bean paste I made myself. I added ice. It's cool and delicious!"
Jiang Motian took it, sat down and took a sip.
Well, it tastes very good.
After taking one bite, I wanted to take another bite.
Seeing that Jiang Motian couldn't stop eating, Wei Yangyang raised the corners of his lips happily.
It’s also sweet in my heart.
After that, Wei Yangyang looked around the studio...
Hey, where is the painting hanging on the easel?
Wei Yangyang was about to ask a question, but then he thought of something and changed his mind and asked, "Have the entries been handed in?"
"Um."
This answer made Wei Yangyang take a long breath and said, "I feel relieved about this."
"But I'm worried. I'm worried that I might trip and fall while walking."
Jiang Motian's words were actually a reminder of Wei Yangyang.
I think she gave too many things.
However, Wei Yangyang seemed unaware, his eyes widened, and he avoided the important and ignored the easy: "Just put the things on the shelf. If you are too lazy to sort them, I will do it."
"You...know that I didn't mean it."
“But it’s not good to be prepared.”
"But also..."
Jiang Motian looked into Wei Yangyang's pure eyes and suddenly closed her lips.
Forget it, people have good intentions and keep saying depressing words, which is quite disappointing.
Jiang Motian shook his head and decided to classify the things on the ground together with Wei Yangyang.
While they were sorting things out, Wei Yangyang was still exchanging the latest gossip with Jiang Motian: "Have you heard that the little grandson of the Wang family who can't do anything well and eats nothing is not actually a member of the Wang family!"
Jiang Motian raised an eyebrow and said, "Where did this gossip come from?"
"It's not just a rumor, the Wang family has already made a fuss, and even kicked Mr. Wang out! He doesn't care about anything now!"
Nothing?
That kind of guy with evil intentions deserves nothing.
Jiang Motian snorted softly and kept moving her hands.
Wei Yangyang, on the other hand, continued: "By the way, the information leaked before was deliberately leaked by President Xiao Wang. The purpose was to seize power!"
Wei Yangyang deliberately emphasized his tone.
Looking forward to Jiang Motian joining in and discussing with her.
result……
Jiang Motian just listened quietly without saying a word.
This made Wei Yangyang droop his shoulders and mutter: "Your reaction is too bland."
"It's very common for this kind of thing to happen among big families. No one is truly innocent if we dig deeper."
"Whoever said that, your family is innocent!"
Jiang Motian shrugged and asked, "How can I get innocence once my second brother takes action?"
Ah this...
Wei Yangyang's lips moved but he didn't answer.
She thought for a while and asked a hypothetical question: "If one day your second brother suddenly settles down and finds a girlfriend, your parents will be very happy, right?"
Unexpectedly, Jiang Motian immediately gave a negative answer: "No, they will only think that my second brother has been impersonated."
Jiang Motian's words made Wei Yangyang laugh.
Then, she added: "Everything in the world is unpredictable, so you have to have some faith in your second brother."
"Hey, I also hope he can give us a miracle."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Motian's finger touched something hard.
She picked it up and looked at it, and found that it was a large insulated lunch box.
"You are..."
Wei Yangyang took one look at it and introduced it: "My aunt at home made soy pig's trotters, rock sugar elbows, braised chicken wings, and griddle cauliflower. I thought, aren't these all your favorite dishes, so I brought them to you. Some."
When you hear this, there is a loophole.
It was clearly Wei Yangyang's meal that was specially prepared according to Jiang Motian's taste!
Jiang Motian didn't poke it, just smiled and touched the lunch box.
Then he asked: "Is she still the cooking lady from before?"
"Yes, yes, you came to my house to play before, and you even praised the aunt's craftsmanship."
Jiang Motian was impressed by this matter.
That time when she went to Wei's house, she ate too much, so she had a lot of food when she got home. She drank porridge for a week.
At this moment, Jiang Motian opened the lid of the lunch box and smelled it.
Still a familiar smell!
