Fu Jin Han was dressed in a gray blue double breasted suit with elegant side split. The main tone of gray blue at the neckline was lined with narrow black stripes, which made him tall and slender. The original business gentleman's dress was forced to wear a strong wind of abstinence, which made people want to rush to push him down immediately.

"Do you like it?" Fu Jinhan saw Jiang mianmianmian's excited eyes and eyebrows.

He felt that each of these high-end custom-made suits was almost the same, and he didn't think there was any difference.

"Mmm, it's beautiful. Fu Jinhan, you look very good in this dress. " Jiang mianmianmian is not stingy of praise way, completely don't feel his reaction, how exaggerated.

This man has wide shoulders and narrow waist. His figure is in perfect proportion. He is just a clothes hanger for walking. In addition, Fu Jin Han's design and tailoring are of great value at first sight. When he wears them, they are so handsome that people and gods are angry with each other. Everywhere he goes, his blood is gushing.

At this moment, Jiang mianmianmian wanted to shoot himself in the last life.

What was she crazy about at that time? She even took a fancy to Chu Hongfei, the scum man, and didn't want such a wonderful beauty?

"Fu Jinhan, are you going to the company later?" Jiang mianmianmian asked.

"Well." Fu Jin Han nodded, then thought of Zhang Ma's words, and added: "if you feel bored, you can let Zhang Ma accompany you to the backyard."

Fu house covers a large area. In addition to several independent villas in the front, there are gardens specially designed by European designers in the back. Its large scale is comparable to imperial gardens. However, Jiang mianmianmian just wanted to leave Fu's house in his previous life, and he never went to the backyard.

"Good." Jiang mianmianmian nodded.

Suddenly, the mobile phone on the head of the bed vibrated and a short message came in.

Jiang mianmianmian picked up his cell phone and looked at the message. His face suddenly became strange.

"What's the matter?" Fu Jin Han keenly felt something, and his eyes turned dark.

Jiang mianmianmian hesitated and said, "Fu Jinhan, I will definitely go to the backyard. But today, can I go out? "

Fearing that Fu Jin Han would refuse immediately, she added: "just go to the orphanage."

She had been growing up in an orphanage for the first 17 years, and for her that was her home. She almost forgot that today is her old man's birthday.

Jiang mianmianmian felt sad when he thought of the kind and warm old man in his previous life.

With this sentence falling, Jiang mianmianmian's keen sense of Fu Jin Han's breath suddenly cooled down.

Still can't?

Jiang mianmianmian clenched his lips and promised: "really, I only go to the orphanage, and I don't go anywhere else, OK? In addition, when I come back, I will go to the backyard with my mother Zhang. In the future, we can also go together. "

Later, together?

When Fu Jin Han heard this word, Sen Leng's eyes trembled a little.

Jiang mianmianmian continued: "Fu Jinhan, please. Today is the president's birthday. I haven't seen the president for a year since I went back to Jiang's house. "

When Jiang mianmianmian said this, his eyes could not help reddening. No matter how hard he was, he could not help being soft hearted.

Silence.

Fu Jin Han stood in the shadow, cold to the bone, without any human temperature and feelings.

Jiang mianmianmian's shoulder, inch by inch stiff down, sad droop.