Ancheng Airport.

The girl was wearing light clothes and didn't bring anything except the small backpack on her shoulders.

The big black super on the bridge of the nose is in sharp contrast with her fair and delicate skin.

Because she was fashionable and sunglasses, people passing by couldn't help but look at her side, guessing whether she would be a star.

After leaving the airport, she took out her cell phone and dialed a number.

It took a while before it was picked up.

"Hey, Jinmian."

"Brother, I'm at the airport, come and pick me up quickly."

jc paused, stood up and walked towards the floor-to-ceiling window, "Have you come to Ancheng?"

"Yes, come and pick me up quickly. Mr. Jiang is with you?"

"Nothing!" jc scolded coldly, "Who asked you to come!"

"Come and pick me up quickly, and you'll hang up." Fu Jinmian wisely hung up the phone before JC got angry next time.

JC frowned, and Jiang Jingtao's voice sounded behind him, "Is Jinmian here?"

"Yeah, at the airport."

"Then you go and pick her up." Jiang Jingtao smiled, "This little girl must be alone and lonely."

She is lonely?

jc sneered.

I'm afraid I heard from myself that Zhou Yanchen has a wife and children, but she doesn't believe it, so she is going to come over and confirm it herself.

This cannot be told to Jiang Jingtao, after all, Zhou Yanchen is Mo Xiran's husband.

"Mr. Jiang, then I'll go and pick Jinmian up."

"Go." Jiang Jingtao said with a smile.

Since he was walking with Mo Xiran the day before yesterday, he has been in a very good mood these two days.

jc came out of the hotel and drove directly to the airport.

An hour later, he picked up Fu Jinmian.

Fu Jinmian leaned against the car window, looked out the window and said quietly, "You can take me to Zhou directly, I'll ask myself."

"Fu Jinmian!" jc called her name, very serious.

Every time he calls her name and surname, he will scold her.

Fu Jinmian quickly covered his ears and expressed his refusal to listen.

jc parked the car on the side of the road and looked at her with deep eyes.

When she put her hand down and sighed, he said, "Are you honest?"

Fu Jinmian looked at him and said seriously: "Brother, I must go and confirm it myself. Don't worry, if he really has a wife and children, I will definitely not be entangled with him. I am a person with a moral bottom line, haha."

"Fu Jinmian, don't you believe what I said?"

Fu Jinmian curled his lips and said, "Who knows if you are lying to me?"

"If he is a single man with a clean background, why would I lie to you? If you like it, just follow it, but Zhou Yanchen can't do it!"

"elder brother!"

"Not only because he has a wife and children, but also because,"

After a pause, jc sighed: "It's because his wife is the daughter Mr. Jiang is looking for."

Fu Jinmian was stunned.

For a long time, she didn't speak.

"You guys," licked their lips, "Are you sure?"

"It's almost the same. I advised Mr. Jiang to do a paternity test directly, but Mr. Jiang doesn't seem to want to. But she looks very similar to Mr. Jiang's old love, so she shouldn't be wrong."

"How can you say that look like a person? No, isn't there anyone who obviously doesn't matter but looks very similar?"

"Jinmian." jc narrowed his eyes and looked at her: "Do you hope Mr. Jiang finds someone now or do you hope he finds the wrong person?"

"I……"

"You actually believe what I said. Is it necessary to go to Zhou again?"

"go!"

Bite her lip, Fu Jinmian looked ahead, "I must go. Brother, I have been thinking about him for so long. Do you believe in love at first sight? I have never believed it before, but since I met him, I have believed it."

"Jinmian."

"Brother, just let me go. If it's really the same as you said, I'll give up. If you fall in love at first sight, I'll fart."

This sister, who grew up with him, has the same temper and is very stubborn.

jc knew that he couldn't stop it. Since he couldn't stop it, it would be better for him to look at her so as not to cause trouble.

"I didn't tell Mr. Jiang about you."

"Um."

Starting the car, JC took Fu Jinmian to Zhou's family.

The car parked at the door of Zhou, and Fu Jinmian pushed open the door.

jc said: "I'll wait for you here, and you'll come out after you ask."

"Okay." Close the car door, Fu Jinmian looked up at the building that was almost like a sky, and his chest was filled with depression.

She walked into the hall.

Walking directly to the front desk, she smiled and said, "Hello."

The front desk lady showed a standard smile: "Hello Miss, what can I do to help you?"

"I want to meet your president, Zhou Yanchen."

The front desk lady smiled and said softly: "Miss your surname?"

"Fu."

"So, Miss Fu, do you have an appointment?"

Fu Jinmian shrugged, "No."

"So sorry, Miss Fu, I have no appointment and the president cannot see you, so please forgive me."

The same is true for her own company. Fu Jinmian usually won’t get angry, but now she is a little irritated and her tone is not very good.

"Call your president and tell him that Fu Jinmian wants to see him."

"Sorry, Miss, this won't work."

"you!"

"Feel sorry."

Damn it!

In his heart, Fu Jinmian aimed at the elevator. If he rushed over directly, would he have a chance?

Just as I was thinking, the elevator door suddenly opened and two tall figures walked out.

One of them is Zhou Yanchen.

He was wearing a black suit and was talking to the people around him. His side face was as delicate as a knife carving. It was impossible to forget just one glance.

"Zhou Yanchen!"

Fu Jinmian shouted loudly.

Hearing the sound, the two figures and tools looked over.

Fu Mingrui looked at Fu Jinmian with great interest, "Do you know me?"

Zhou Yanchen said indifferently: "I don't know you."

"But she knows you."

"There are so many people who know me, what is she?" After saying that, Zhou Yanchen withdrew his gaze.

The security guard rushed up and stopped Fu Jinmian.

Fu Jinmian was stupid.

Zhou Yanchen doesn't remember her.

From his shallow look, she judged the result.

The person she had been thinking about day and night for so long, actually doesn't remember herself?
To be continued...