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Chapter 62:Is she so impatient?

I was thinking that Ji Jingchen suddenly came in from outside.

At this time, he should have gone to the company, but he has not left today.

When he saw him, he did not open his eyes, and thought he was coming back to get something.

The scene came straight over.

"I'll take you to school today."

He spoke coldly.

Sweet and sweet, shook her head.

"No, the driver will take me."

She did not want to create unnecessary delusions for herself, but Ji Jingchen did not allow her to refuse.

"I'll take you."

The two of them went out the door and just got into the car, and the butler suddenly came.

He frowned, anxious on his face, hurried to the car window.

"Sir, there's a phone call from Miss Jiang."

Kushter moved to stop.

“What happened?”

The butler said, “Miss Jiang was in a car accident, and now she is sent to the hospital!”

Ji Jingchen was ready to drive for a while.

“Is it serious?”

"I don't know, I should have just arrived at the hospital."

He hesitated, sweet and sweet to speak first.

“You go over.”

She re-unbuckled the seat belt and got out of the car.

"I'll go to school myself."

Ji Jingchen just called her, and sweetness quickly burrowed into the car that was ready on the other side.

Not even a word, go out of the dust.

He turned black and started the car again.

"Tell me the hospital address."

The driver's car drove out of the gate, and Wen Sweet couldn't help but look back and see that Ji Jingchen had gone in the direction of the hospital.

The driver saw her movements from the rearview mirror and whispered, "Miss Jiang, you should have asked your husband to take you to school."

“Isn’t Jiang still in the hospital?”

The driver took a breath.

A few days ago, he was ordered by Ji Jingchen to pick up Jiang Wentian, and she did not expect that she would frame him for stealing several times.

Obviously, she couldn't find it herself, not to say that he took something and fired him.

If Mr. Ji had not been pressed down, he might not have even had this subsistence job.

I can't understand why Ji Jingchen put such a good wife at home, don't want to go out to find such a bitch.

"You're just too good to talk about that."

Even he didn’t feel good about sweetness.

"She herself dared to go, there is no driver's license to drive by yourself, and I just heard that she was not seriously injured, that is, she wiped it, and made a fuss, had to be hospitalized, and went to the house to accompany her to Mr., even me..."

He became more and more excited, and looked even more angry than sweet.

"Don't say that."

Sweet mouth interrupted her.

"She wants to go to the hospital, it's none of my business."

The driver looked at her from the rearview mirror and shook his head helplessly.

When I entered the classroom, my phone suddenly rang.

Warm sweet and sweet out to take a look, the screen beat a few short words.

“Don’t run after school.”

It was sent by the narrator.

Wen Sweet and sweet looked at a second, this is the first time Ji Jingchen sent her a message, but she did not feel a little happy.

Don't run for what?

Would you tell her to go to the hospital to see the language?

She frowned and threw her phone in her bag.

In the afternoon, Wen Sweet and sweet just came out of the classroom, and suddenly remembered the news that Ji Jingchen had sent her.

She hesitated, but saw an old man standing outside the door.

A white don't dress, hair is white, and the pine generally stands upright, immediately because of the attention of many people.

Looking sweet, surprised.

“Old man?Why are you here?”

Originally a serious face of Zhang old, see warm sweet, immediately smile open, up to catch her, afraid that she ran.

"I know you're out of class early today, go, I can't wait, I want you to see the babies in my house!"

He took two steps and found that there was still a car parked here!

The old man drove the car to the front of the school building!

“We can’t drive to the school building!”

The old man patted his chest with great pleasure.

“Don’t worry, there’s no place in the city where I can’t go!”

“Get in the car, get in the car.”

Sweetie, "But I'm going home."

The old face is disgusted.

“Why home?”Can you eat on that ice face?I'll show you my babies, but I've worked hard to find them."

Not by Wen Sweet and sweet said, Zhang Lao even pushed and persuaded her to get into the car and drive to the house of Zhang.

Zhang's car had just left the school, and a Spyker C8 slowly drove into the school gate.

He got out of the car and walked to the sweet classroom.

He glanced at the champagne rose in his hand, and his expression was a little uncomfortable.

God knows why he just ghosted the god, went to a flower shop, and bought this bouquet of flowers on the recommendation of the clerk.

Is it because of the morning?

He took the flower and went straight to the door, looked inside, but did not see the sweet figure.

Someone just came out, and Ji Jingchen stopped her.

“Where is Jiang Nianyao?”

They looked at each other for four weeks.

“She?She's gone, just now."

Several people in the classroom saw Ji Jingchen, and they all recognized him and rushed to come together.

"I saw her in a stgravated man."

“Is it your family’s car?”Hasn’t his current home just changed?”

“Home, I know!Two days ago I saw him in the magazine, handsome and clever."

Some of you say a word to me, and you say it with a tongue.

His face was getting darker.

The house?

He remembered that yesterday at the banquet, Zhang Lao once said that he would introduce him to his son, and look forward to their divorce!

He narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a terrible light.

Is she so impatient?

The champagne rose in his hand instantly stung his eyes.

Ji Jingchen licked his lips, threw the roses in his hand directly into the trash can, and turned away.

On the other hand, Wen Sweet and helpless was brought home directly by Zhang Lao.

Once in the door, a wide range of antique artifacts, other things were thrown out of the nine clouds in an instant.

The antiques in Zhang's old home are different from Ji Jingchen, and most of the cultural relics in the castle of Jijing Chen are luxurious, and each one is purchased at a high price from the auction house, worth tens of millions.

But the old collection of things are varied, mostly he came to the antique market.

Some hundreds of dollars, even a few dollars, and some are worth tens of millions.

Hundreds of pieces are placed together, regardless of whether it is high or low, this is the person who really loves the collection.

The old man looked at her in amazement and touched her beard.

“Flare, how about?”

Sweetness can’t help but take a step forward.

“It was spectacular.”

Zhang Lao suddenly remembered something, "Yes, girl, I found a blue and white porcelain bowl in the morning two days ago, you help me see."

He turned, and took a box carefully from the drawer.

Open it and there are a few pieces of porcelain bowl inside.

She was surprised: “It’s broken?”

“Hmm.”

The old heart pain nods his head.

"If it hadn't been broken, the man wouldn't have done it."

Warm sweet sweet carefully looked at the place where the porcelain bowl cracked.

"If you're sure, I'll try to see if you can fix it."

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