Chapter 107 (1/2)

Xiangyang looked at the clothes handed by Jiang Yuanzhou to him and couldn't help picking his eyebrows. He expressed deep doubt that there would be women's clothes in the company.

”Just bought it two days ago. Of course, not only yours, but also bean paste.” Without hesitation, Jiang Yuanzhou turned on the headlights in the room, and then pushed open the door of the closet. There was a relatively small cloakroom, but the sparrow had all the five internal organs.

The only thing Xiangyang can do is stare at Jiang Yuanzhou. There is no reason to do other things.

”You go out.” Xiangyang glanced at Jiang Yuanzhou.

Jiang Yuanzhou also knew that this matter could not be rushed, so when Xiang Yang asked him to go out, he was very aware of current affairs and chose to get up and go out.

The clothes prepared by Jiang Yuanzhou are the latest small dresses. Xiang Yang can't remember how long he hasn't worn such clothes. Now he suddenly feels a little overwhelmed when he wears them.

”Here you are.” Seeing Xiangyang coming out, Jiang Yuanzhou handed the shawl to Xiangyang.

Xiangyang glanced at Jiang Yuanzhou strangely. He didn't understand why he said to wear a shawl: ”today's weather will not be cold.”

Jiang Yuanzhou looked at Xiangyang's serious face, sneered, directly put his shawl on Xiangyang's shoulder, leaned close to Xiangyang's ear and whispered, ”sorry, I didn't control it just now.”

what do you mean?

Xiangyang didn't understand the meaning of Jiang Yuanzhou's words. What is uncontrolled?

He didn't control what?

Xiangyang raised his head, looked at Jiang Yuanzhou with a confused face, slightly tightened his thin lips, and his face was curious.

”Here.” Jiang Yuanzhou pointed to Xiangyang's neck, then smiled with malice, ”I don't think you want to be seen.”

Reminded by Jiang Yuanzhou, Xiang Yang remembered that there was a stabbing pain in his neck just now. He hurried to the bathroom to have a look, but it was really clear!

Xiangyang came out of the bathroom with a gloomy face and looked at Jiang Yuanzhou with anger.

”Let's go. We're almost ready.” Jiang Yuanzhou stretched out his hand to the sun.

Xiangyang stared at Jiang Yuanzhou's hand and hesitated for a moment. Finally, he came forward, took his arm and walked out of the office with Jiang Yuanzhou.

Dousha has just been in the Secretary's room. Now he is standing at the door waiting for two people. Dousha has also changed his clothes. Obviously, it is mother's and son's clothes like Xiangyang's little dress.

Dousha ran to the two men with short legs, opened his hands and raised his head. Jiang Yuanzhou picked them up with one hand, holding Xiangyang in one hand and Dousha in the other. He calmly entered the elevator and prepared to rush to the press conference.

The press conference was held in the small auditorium on the 11th floor of Dunhuang headquarters. Everyone looked forward to it here, hoping to get the latest first-hand news materials.

The recent news about Jiang Yuanzhou is really unprecedented. Jiang Yuanzhou's scandal has disappeared for nearly four years. People are curious about who is the holy one who has suddenly become noisy recently.

It's almost a legend to involve Jiang Yuanzhou, the gossip insulator.

Xiangyang took Jiang Yuanzhou's arm and suddenly became nervous for no reason when he stood at the door of the auditorium.

Suddenly, she had to face so many reporters. Xiangyang was not fully prepared at all. She didn't even know what Jiang Yuanzhou would say for a while, and what kind of face, attitude and tone those people would use to look at her and talk to her.

Dousha put his hands around Jiang Yuanzhou's neck, put his pillow on Jiang Yuanzhou's shoulder, tilted his head and looked at the direction of the sun.

Children are generally sensitive. In fact, they feel very sensitive to adults' emotions. Naturally, they can detect the tension of the sun.

”Mommy?” Dousha murmured, ”what's the matter?”

Xiangyang was still immersed in tension and couldn't extricate himself. Suddenly he heard the sound of Dousha. He looked up at Dousha.

”Don't worry, it's okay.” Jiang Yuanzhou reached out and pinched Xiangyang's hand. Then he took a look at the man standing at the door and pushed open the door of the small auditorium.