Movies and TV: Girlfriend, starts by intercepting Xu Hongdou!

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When Jiang Han was not at home, Wang Yidi felt very bored. She wanted to send a video to Jiang Han, but she felt that she had been too proactive recently and could not continue like this.

So, she opened the sisters’ group and sent a message asking, “@All staff - what are you doing?”

Wang Lin: "Watching TV."

Huang Zhitao: “+1”

Wen Yifan: "I'm on my way home. This damn Sang Yan only cares about sending me home after dinner and doesn't even think of taking me out for a walk to see the stars and the moon. He's such a clueless person who doesn't understand romance!"

Wang Yidi: “…”

Wang Yidi: "Then you won't take the initiative to tell him?"

Wen Yifan: "I won't tell you!"

At this time, Jiang Han popped up in the group: "Then you asked for it."

Jiang Han: "Do you know what a man's weak spot is?"

Wen Yifan: "Black silk?"

Jiang Han: "..."

Huang Zhitao: “…”

Wang Lin: “…”

Qiao Yingzi: “…”

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223: In front of Qiao Weidong, she was talking about Yingzi

223: In front of Qiao Weidong, she was talking about Yingzi

Jiang Han chuckled and admitted, "Okay, I admit that black stockings are also one of the reasons why I'm moved." There was a hint of mischief in his words, but his eyes were full of seriousness.

"But you have to know that in a relationship, the more you understand him, the more gentle he will be to you." Jiang Han paused and continued, "The more you care about him and take care of him, the more he will love you."

His voice was low and warm, as if whispering.

"The more you save money for him, the more he will want to spend money on you." Jiang Han smiled, with a gleam of wisdom in his eyes.

"Every time you say Sang Yan is not good in this or that way, but Sang Yan has never once said anything bad about you."

There was a hint of blame in his tone, but more of it was caring.

Wen Yifan smiled awkwardly: "I was just complaining."

She turned her head and said, @李晓悦-Please take care of him and don't let him lecture me like this."

There was a hint of coquettishness in her tone.

Li Xiaoyue chuckled and responded: "But I think he is right."

Her eyes were full of understanding and support.

Wen Yifan suddenly became excited, his face flushed, and he was about to lose his temper when Sang Yan, who was driving, turned his head and asked with concern, "What are you doing?" His voice was gentle and concerned.

"Chatting with sisters." Wen Yifan looked up at Sang Yan, a hint of tenderness flashed in her eyes, and then she lowered her head to look at Jiang Han's speech in the group on her phone.

She sighed softly, turned off her phone, and asked gently, "Have you been busy with work recently?"

Sang Yan was a little surprised, as he rarely saw Wen Yifan ask about his work. He smiled and replied, "It's fine, I just haven't won a project yet, which is a bit frustrating." His eyes showed fatigue.

"Don't be too stressed. I see that you have dark circles under your eyes. Have you been sleeping lately?" Wen Yifan asked with concern, her eyes full of worry.

"You know what time I go to bed at night, but I suffer from insomnia after waking up in the middle of the night." Sang Yan smiled helplessly.

Wen Yifan thought about it and suggested, "How about we start from today and go to bed on the phone every night?"

There was tenderness in her voice.

"Okay." Sang Yan finally showed a happy smile on his face. He stretched out his right hand, held Wen Yifan's left hand, and said with some emotion: "It's great to have you."

His eyes were full of gratitude.

Wen Yifan smiled without saying anything, thinking to himself: What Jiang Han said is quite useful.

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Put down the phone.

Taking advantage of the good weather these days, Jiang Han took Li Xiaoyue to follow Old Jiang. Jiang's mother went to the countryside and stayed at her grandmother's house for a day. She didn't return home until after seven o'clock in the evening.

After lunch the next day, Jiang Han went to Shuxiang Yayuan.

It happened to be Saturday, and Qiao Weidong was also at home.

He saw Jiang Han coming in and smiled slightly: "Xiao Han is here."

"Yeah." Jiang Han changed his shoes and walked into the room, sitting down between Qiao Yingzi and Qiao Weidong. He fanned himself with his hands and said, "It's really hot today."

There was a hint of helplessness in his tone.

Qiao Yingzi pouted in dissatisfaction: "Then why are you sitting so close to me?"

There was a hint of anger in her eyes.

Jiang Han carelessly leaned his head on Qiao Yingzi's shoulder and asked, "Don't you want to?"

There was a playful glint in his eyes.

"Yeah, go away." Qiao Yingzi scolded softly, but her eyes were full of smiles.

"I don't." Jiang Han insisted.

"Go away~" Qiao Yingzi reached out and pushed him, but the force was very light, as if she was just caressing him gently.

All the hairs on Qiao Weidong's body stood up, and he thought: This guy is so bold to hit on my daughter in front of me.

But as soon as Qiao Yingzi showed any sign of displeasure, Qiao Weidong would immediately pull Jiang Han away.

However, Qiao Yingzi only said it with a happy smile on her face. Qiao Weidong could only sigh in his heart and pretend to be deaf.

"Yingzi, if you don't go home often after school starts, bring your winter clothes to school this time." Qiao Weidong changed the subject, trying to break the awkwardness.

"I want it back."

Qiao Yingzi agreed: "Brother Jiang Han's Jiayue will have a sub-brand online in October, and there will be a show at that time. I want to come back to watch it."

"I heard that your catwalk show this summer was quite successful," asked Qiao Weidong.

"I guess so." Jiang Han answered modestly.

Qiao Yingzi said excitedly, "Mom, let me tell you, this guy planned all this summer vacation activity, and he even wrote the plan."

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Her eyes were filled with pride.

"Really?" Song Qian asked curiously.

"correct."

"Really?" Song Qian's eyes showed curiosity, and her voice was soft, encouraging Qiao Yingzi to continue.

"Yes, he..." Qiao Yingzi's eyes sparkled. She waved her hands excitedly, as if performing on stage, and talked incessantly about Jiang Han's contributions.

Her voice was full of pride and appreciation, as if she were showing off a precious treasure.

"He not only planned the entire event, but also designed the booth himself, and even considered every little detail very carefully." She waved her hands in the air, vividly depicting Jiang Han's work scene.

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Song Qian smiled and nodded, her eyes full of approval. From time to time, she interrupted and asked, "Really? He's so capable."

Qiao Weidong sat next to him, his brows slightly furrowed and a bitter smile on his lips.

He shook his head helplessly and thought: This guy is so bold to flirt with my daughter in front of me.

But he couldn't interrupt Qiao Yingzi, so he could only pretend to be deaf, but in his heart he hoped that this show-off would end soon.

On a summer afternoon, sunlight streamed into the living room through the window, and four people sat bored on the sofa.

The TV was playing boring commercials, the sound was monotonous and dull, forming a sharp contrast with the chirping of cicadas outside.

Song Qian occasionally looked out the window, her eyes revealing a hint of boredom and fatigue.

Jiang Han yawned, glanced at the scorching sun outside the window, and then looked at the three people sitting idle on the sofa.

His eyebrows raised slightly, a cunning gleam flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly suggested: "How about... let's go swimming? The afternoon is quite long." There was a hint of excitement and anticipation in his voice.

"Okay." Qiao Yingzi answered immediately, her eyes flashing with joy, and she agreed without thinking.

She jumped up from the sofa and ran to the door almost at once, completely ignoring Song Qian and Qiao Weidong's protests of disagreement.

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224: Yingzi has grown up

224: Yingzi has grown up

Jiang Han stood up, turned his head slightly to look at Song Qian, with a hint of a smile on his face, and asked, "Sister Qian, are you going?"

Song Qian sat on the sofa, her fingers unconsciously stroking the sofa fabric, her brows slightly furrowed, looking a little hesitant.

She looked up at Jiang Han, then glanced at Qiao Yingzi beside her, and said softly, "I...I haven't thought about it yet."

Seeing this, Qiao Yingzi immediately jumped up from the sofa, reached out and grabbed Song Qian's wrist, and urged with a smile: "Mom, don't hesitate! Let's go together! Anyway, you can swim, just think of it as a way to relax."

Song Qian was pulled forward slightly by Qiao Yingzi. She smiled helplessly, with a hint of doting in her eyes.

Just as she was about to say something, Qiao Yingzi had already stood up, with her hands in her pockets, and said in a relaxed tone: "Since you all want to go, I'll follow you too."

Qiao Yingzi immediately cheered and pulled Song Qian upstairs, "Go get your swimsuits!"

Qiao Yingzi watched them go upstairs and suddenly realized that she didn't bring her swimsuit. A trace of embarrassment flashed across her face.

He touched his nose and muttered softly, "Forget it, I wasn't planning on going in the water anyway."

But in the end, I followed him shamelessly.

Jiang Han was the first to walk out of the changing room, wearing only a pair of black swimming trunks, and his muscle lines were particularly clear in the sunlight.

He stood by the pool, moved his wrists and ankles, then leaped into the water like a fish, splashing water.

Qiao Yingzi stood by the pool, watching Jiang Han swimming freely in the water, with a hint of envy in her eyes.

He looked down at his slightly fat belly, smiled bitterly and shook his head, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "It's great to be young."

Not long after, Song Qian and Qiao Yingzi also appeared at the swimming pool together.

Song Qian wore a conservative sports-style swimsuit. Although the style was simple, the slim cut perfectly outlined her still well-maintained figure.

Qiao Yingzi was wearing a light pink one-piece swimsuit. Her skin looked particularly fair in the sun and she looked youthful.

The three of them swam a few laps in the water. Song Qian was the first to become exhausted. She gasped lightly, swam slowly to the edge of the pool, and climbed onto the shore.

She picked up a towel, wiped the water droplets off her face, then lay down on the lounge chair, closed her eyes slightly, and enjoyed the warmth of the sun.

Qiao Yingzi swam to Jiang Han and said with a smile: "Look, isn't my posture better than yours now?"

Jiang Han raised his eyebrows and deliberately showed a disdainful expression: "How is that possible? I taught you everything, how can you be better than me?"

Qiao Yingzi curled her lips in dissatisfaction and retorted, "Then I am called a disciple who surpasses his master!"

Jiang Han couldn't help laughing, and he reached out and gently slapped the water, splashing it on Qiao Yingzi's face: "Bullshit!"

Qiao Yingzi wiped the water off her face and glared at him in mock anger: "Are you cursing me?"

After saying that, she immediately scooped up a handful of water and splashed it towards Jiang Han.

Jiang Han was splashed directly, he dodged with a smile, and threw a handful of water back with his backhand.

The two of them started a water fight in the swimming pool, with laughter and splashes intertwined, making it seem particularly cheerful.

Song Qian lay on the recliner, opened her eyes slightly, and watched them playing. A gentle smile appeared on her face, and her eyes were full of love.

Qiao Yingzi on the side did not join in their fight. His eyes were always on Song Qian, with a hint of complicated emotions in his eyes.

He looked at the smile on her face, and suddenly an indescribable feeling welled up in his heart.