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Chapter 167: 135 Fifth Master’s comfort, Jiangjiang’s fierce and menacing words (3 More) Chapter 167: 135 Fifth Master’s comfort, Jiangjiang’s fierce and menacing words (3 More) Jiang Jinsang sat on the sofa, turning his head to glance at Jiang Cuo.

“Boss, I really didn’t expect anything else to happen, after all, we were in someone else’s store, with quite a few people inside. I thought they wouldn’t be so bold,” Jiang Cuo said with an annoyed face.

“Just admit you were wrong and stop talking so much,” Jiang Jiu interjected.

Jiang Jinsang remained silent, walking directly towards the fitting room.

Jiang Cuo, irritated, kicked someone and bit back, “You’d better shut your damn mouth.”

Jiang Jiu flicked his trouser leg and said, “The most direct impact is that you can probably kiss your year-end bonus goodbye this year.”

“You still have the nerve to talk, believe it or not, I’ll punch you!”

“Don’t think you’re so cool just because you wear glasses, who doesn’t know you’ve got tiny sesame seed-sized eyes behind them.”

“Just my luck, today on the road I kept praising Miss Tang to the boss for being outstanding, and now it seems I’m just like a fool.”

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By this time, Jiang Jinsang had already reached the entrance to the fitting room. The servers who had been standing outside had already moved to the side.

speaking less and working more has always been their principle of conduct. Thus, when Tang Wan and Jiang Jinsang arrived together,

known that the event required her to wear a gown. Eating too well recently at the Jiang Family, without restraint, made her feel rather squeezed after putting

door, “Could you please get

Jiang Jinsang

the hem of her skirt

too loose and not look

she didn’t move because Jiang Jinsang was at the

behind her and adjusting the gown for

in front of the mirror, as if looking at herself, but also seemingly watching

it for her, their bodies unavoidably came into contact, his warm fingers gliding

standing very

so tense, relax a little.” At such close range, Jiang Jinsang could clearly feel

Wan responded with a muffled

were in a trial marriage relationship, which inevitably would include some affectionate gestures, like holding hands, but

of her lower back, it was as if he had struck a vital point,

now,

an off-the-shoulder design, and the

was a

glanced at herself in the mirror. Jiang Jinsang had good taste; the gown

feels uncomfortable, try some others,” Jiang Jinsang