Jiang Zhihao sighed and said: "Tang Bohu has Tang Bohu's chicness. You have your own personality. There is no need to compare them together. But since you bought the painting, just keep it. It's just a thought after all."

"Would it be bad if you give the truth to me and let your wife know about it?" Wang Yingjun said.

Jiang Zhihao didn't know what to say. If Zhong Jiawei knew that he had paid 100 million for a painting for another woman, he would definitely be unhappy.

But this was what he owed Wang Yingjun. He couldn't repay it emotionally, so he could only use money.

For Jiang Zhihao, the most worthless thing is money!

When the people around him heard this conversation, they couldn't help looking at him with strange expressions. Hong Yunkui chuckled, pulled Hong Zilin and whispered: "I didn't expect Mr. Jiang to be..."

Hong Zilin had quick eyes and quick hands, and slapped him on the back of the head: "Why are you talking so much nonsense!"

Hong Yunkui knew he had made a mistake and quickly shut up. It was okay to say such things in private, but it was too inappropriate to say them in front of others.

Wang Yingjun seemed to hear the voices next to her, and her expression changed slightly, and she asked: "Is there anyone around you?"

"Well, a few friends, let's have dinner together." Jiang Zhihao replied.

Wang Yingjun groaned, her cheeks suddenly turned red, and she quickly said: "Then why didn't you tell me earlier that I won't disturb you and your friends for dinner? We can talk to you later when you have time!"

After that, she hung up the video call directly.

Looking at the mobile phone page, Jiang Zhihao was quite speechless.

Turning around to look, the strange expressions on Hong Zilin and others were clearly visible.

He subconsciously explained: "This is a friend of mine."

Hong Zilin and others all nodded, but judging from their eyes, it was obvious that they did not believe that this was just an ordinary friend.

Jiang Zhihao didn't bother to explain anything. Some things seemed more fake if he said too much.

In Jiawei, thousands of miles away, Wang Yingjun put down her phone and covered her cheeks with both hands.

Looking at the red face in the mirror opposite, the shyness is clearly visible.

Originally, I made a video call with Jiang Zhihao just to tell him my thoughts. Who would have thought that there would be someone next to me.

Wang Yingjun has a conservative personality, so being able to do this is considered very proactive for her.

But taking the initiative does not mean that she wants the whole world to know about it. After all, in her opinion, it is impossible for her and Jiang Zhihao to have a normal relationship.

He has a wife and is a married woman, and he will never be a mistress who breaks up other people's families.

"This guy didn't tell me that there were others. I'm afraid they heard what he just said..." Wang Yingjun covered her face and felt hot all over with embarrassment. She had almost never been in love. At this time,

At this moment, I personally felt the happiness of missing a man.
Chapter completed!