If You Don't Accept the Confession, Why Are You Crying When I Change My Mind?

Chapter 465 If you want to be a good person, you must be worse than a bad person (please order all!!

In the midday sun in early winter.

Under the flaming lantern.

A royal sister holding a hot American style is sitting on the front steps.

She was wearing a black fur coat with a grey collar.

A white sweater was worn inside, and the high collar wrapped around the slender neck.

He was wearing a pair of flesh-colored leggings called the Bare Leg Artifact.

He was wearing black boots on his feet.

She took a sip of coffee with an expressionless face, opened her mouth slightly, and spit out a white mist from her mouth.

The fingers that were a little red from the cold were cute and cute, white and slender.

Jiang Zhou, who stopped the car, bypassed the silver Maserati and walked to the door.

When he saw the royal sister, he couldn't help but be slightly taken aback.

Then he took off his scarf and put it around her neck.

"Why? You're so gentle all of a sudden?"

"This barren scarf is a little scratchy, and I sent it to you."

Yin Shuya tightened the scarf wearing his body temperature: "Why does such a heart-warming thing change its taste when it reaches your mouth?"

Jiang Zhou ignored her complaints: "I haven't asked you yet, what do you mean by blocking my door?"

"I'm your financial master anyway. You don't even send me a text message during the New Year's and holidays. I have a lot of opinions."

"Aren't you doing a hospice project? I just don't want to disturb you, and you weren't in Beijing when I went to 543 Hongye Mansion last time."

Yin Shuya was a little surprised: "You went to find me? Why didn't I know?"

Jiang Zhou pretended to be disappointed and sighed: "I wanted to say goodbye to you when I left Shangjing and went back to my hometown, but Xu Bo didn't tell you?"

"Oh, no wonder I don't know."

"Huh? What's no wonder?"

"Xu Bo is hospitalized."

"Ah, with a wolf-like partner like Aunt Wang, Uncle Xu should definitely be hospitalized."

Yin Shuya raised her head, her eyelashes trembled slightly: "Seriously, I miss you a little bit."

Jiang Zhou narrowed his eyes: "Is it appropriate for a thirty-one-year-old woman to say this to a twenty-two-year-old handsome young man?"

"roll!"

"Okay, move the car away quickly, go into the house and talk again, this is barren and cold, my mouth is dead, why don't you use your mouth to warm me?"

Yin Shuya sneered when she heard the sound: "You, a 22-year-old ugly, said this to me, a beautiful girl, is it appropriate?"

"You really hold revenge."

"Who told you to keep mentioning my age."

Yin Shuya shook the car keys, turned around and sat in the Maserati, and drove the car into the garage.

Jiang Zhou got back into the car and parked next to Martha.

"Miss Yin, long time no see."

"long time no see."

The four girls greeted each other and walked into the villa side by side.

Jiang Zhou followed behind the four, facing the strange eyes of the neighbors, still calm.

After arriving in the living room, Chu Yuwei, Huang Qi and Han Rou hurried to decorate the villa.

Because New Year's Eve is approaching, it will be too late if it is not arranged.

This is the first time they have spent the Spring Festival abroad, and it is understandable that the sense of ceremony is stronger.

Yin Shuya said that she wanted to visit Jiang Zhou's study.

And without waiting for him to agree, he went upstairs on his own.

Intuitively told Jiang Zhou that Yin Shuya seemed to be here with something on her mind.

It's just that she hasn't figured out how to say it yet, or it's brewing.

"How's the company going recently?"

Yin Shuya sat on Jiang Zhou's chair, turned around twice, and asked casually.

Jiang Zhou leaned on the table, picked up the hourglass on the table, and poked it twice: "The business has become more stable, the assets are constantly increasing, and it feels too uncomfortable to have enough money to spend."

"Come on, if you have the ability, donate it to build the Hope Primary School."

"..."

Jiang Zhou pulled up a chair and sat across from her: "what's the matter with you?"

Yin Shuya was stunned for a moment, her eyes flashed with panic: "What's wrong?"

"If I said before that I can't spend enough money, you would tell me to use the money for hospice care instead of persuading me to build Hope Primary School."

"You think too much, I'm fine."

Jiang Zhou leaned on the back of the chair and asked without insisting: "You are also alone when you go back to Hongye Mansion? Would you like to stay with me for the New Year?"

Yin Shuya was silent for a while, then said slightly, "Okay."

"Before I came back, I specially learned a table of New Year's Eve dinner with my mother, and I will show you a hand at night."

"If it's too delicious, I won't leave after the new year. You have to think about it."

Jiang Zhou made a cut: "If you don't go, don't go, isn't it more than enough for me to support you?"

Yin Shuya glared at him, and then her expression suddenly became a little lonely: "Actually... my project stopped."

"..."

"It's been more than a month since you stopped, but you haven't come back, and I don't want to call you."

"No wonder Han Rou said he saw that Martha a lot this month. You've been looking for me many times?"

Yin Shuya turned her head and looked away: "Not many times, maybe five or six times, but seeing that your car is no longer there, I didn't enter the door."

Five or six times a month isn't that much?

You just come every day.

Who did these women learn from?

Why is one more dishonest than the other?

Jiang Zhou complained in his heart, and then asked, "What's the matter?"

"There have been some disputes with clients."

"What dispute?"

Yin Shuya put her hands together and lay on the table tiredly: "We have a client named Wang Ruixing, 83 years old, with unfilial children, so he donated all the money to us for hospice care."

Jiang Zhou understood immediately: "His sons and daughters don't agree, right?"

"Well, I came to the door to make trouble several times, and said that we brainwashed him during the hospice care process, so that he would rather donate the money than leave it to his relatives."

"That's it?"

Yin Shuya was slightly taken aback: "Do you think this reason is not enough?"

Jiang Zhou shook his head gently: "You are not the one who would give in so easily."

"Speak like you know me well."

"My eyes are sharp."

Yin Shuya sighed sadly: "Later...the hospital said that Wang Ruixing was misdiagnosed."

The corners of Jiang Zhou's mouth twitched and looked at it: "How come things like misdiagnosis are all over the place."

"I don't know, but a misdiagnosis means that the old man will not die."

"Um."

"He took us to court and demanded that we return all of our property and backed up his bastard son's claim that we hypnotized and brainwashed him many times during his hospice."

Jiang Zhou nodded: "Do you feel that people's hearts are cold?"

Yin Shuya couldn't help but covered her chest: "This is the first time I want to do something for the world, but my heart is going to be cold."

"Your hands are not hot, use mine."

"You think beautiful!"

"My lad, the firepower is strong!"

[ps: I have been having diarrhea, go to the hospital for a colonoscopy, and the third is more likely to be later. ].