Chapter 50: Warmth "Baby, sit on my lap."...
Jiang Zongye said firmly, "No, I'll eat what Yingying makes."
Qiao Ruoying tilted her head slightly and said in embarrassment: "But they are all cold."
"Just heat it up in the microwave."
As he spoke, he went to the kitchen to get out bone china tableware, spread out the steamed pork ribs with garlic and fermented black beans, beef brisket with tomatoes and stir-fried lettuce from the plastic lunch box one by one, held the chopsticks with his long fingers, gathered them together, and put them in the microwave to heat.
With a "ding" sound, a warm yellow light came on in the microwave oven, followed by a whirring sound.
Seeing how persistent he was, Qiao Ruoying stopped trying to persuade him.
She had already eaten before delivering the lunch box to Li Shengjie. This lunch box was also for one person, so she let Jiang Zong eat it alone.
She was worried that Jiang Zong would find the cooking too oily, so she explained, "These dishes are low in oil and salt, and much healthier than takeout."
People like Jiang Zongye and Li Shengjie, who have a high quality of life, have strict requirements on healthy diet, so she doesn't dare to make oil-absorbent dishes such as fried pork ribs and braised eggplant for them.
Jiang Zong also knew her worries and touched her head.
"How can this be too oily? The vegetables are almost boiled. I don't even see a drop of oil."
"Oil isn't arsenic, so it's okay to eat a little. Worst case scenario, I can just do a few more pull-ups tonight."
Qiao Ruoying curled her lips.
When an old man doesn't insult others, doesn't get jealous, and doesn't attack others, he is still quite considerate.
After heating up the dishes, Jiang Zong also sat back at the table. Qiao Ruoying sat next to him and watched him put a piece of steamed pork ribs into his mouth and chew it.
When the mandible exerts force, it creates hard and powerful lines, as if they were cut by a knife or an axe.
"How does it taste?" She tilted her head slightly and looked at him, her eyes flashing with hope, hoping that the dish would suit his taste.
"Delicious, the ribs are very tender." Jiang Zong also said, picking up another piece. This piece of ribs was completely lean, without bones, and soaked with broth. He picked it up and didn't put it into his mouth, but gestured to Qiao Ruoying to open her lips and feed it to her.
When Qiao Ruoying took a bite, the salty and fragrant soup and meat burst in her mouth, which was very tasty.
"It's so delicious that I don't want to eat it alone." Jiang Zong also said.
He was so good at praising, and his emotional value was maximized. Qiao Ruoying felt that she was almost lost because of his praise.
Jiang Zong could also taste that her cooking skills were very skilled;
While rubbing her ears against his, he pinched her fingertips and twisted her palms. The girl's fingers were slender and her palms were soft, but there were some rugged calluses on her fingertips and the base of her palms, which seemed a little hard, like the traces of her hard life.
He thought she must often do housework at her home.
"When did you learn to cook?" he asked as casually as possible.
"Hmm..." Qiao Ruoying thought about it carefully. "During the summer vacation of sixth grade, I started learning to cook for my sister and me."
Sixth grade of primary school.
Jiang Zongye's eyes flashed with surprise and pity. This is too early.
At such an early age, is his Yingying already standing by the stove?
At the time, Ms. Qiao Li worked as a cashier at the factory, often coming home late. The two sisters would wait at home until they were starving. At mealtime, they would lean against the green-painted gate of the apartment building, hoping to see when their mother would return. Ms. Qiao Li was heartbroken, but with no other options, she had to teach her eldest daughter how to cook.
"...So my mom decided to mince the meat and wash the vegetables the day before, then freeze them in the refrigerator. The next day, I would just stir-fry them for my sister and me. On weekends, she would call me to the stove to watch her cook."
"By the time I graduated from junior high school, I was already a great cook. My sister always praised the dishes I cooked as delicious. We both gained ten pounds while in school. During the Lunar New Year, when we visited relatives, my aunt said we were plump and beautiful."
Qiao Ruoying said happily.
It was clearly a somewhat bitter life, but when she retold it, it didn't sound bitter at all.
Jiang Zong was completely moved by her good attitude. He imagined her as "baby fat, plump, cute, white and plump" and couldn't help laughing.
"I also want to see plump Yingying."
Qiao Ruoying pinched her face. When she was a child, she used the word "chubby" to describe herself and thought it was so cute. Now that she has grown up, it feels a bit weird to use this word again.
She said softly, "I'm grown up now. I've grown up and I don't have any baby fat anymore."
"Well, fat where it should be fat, thin where it should be thin."
Jiang Zong also responded calmly.
“…”
With this description, why did she feel like a kindergarten car ran over her face?
The fat part, he doesn't mean...
"You're teasing me." She said to him in a bad mood, pinching the collar of her clothes with her fingers and pulling it up.
The way she held the smoky pink silk nightgown in her bare hands was like her fingers holding a light butterfly, which was flapping its wings.
He slowly wiped his lips clean, and raised the corners of his lips:
"Now I'm raising bunnies with you, and this is legal teasing."
“…”
The two of them were laughing. Qiao Ruoying punched his shoulder softly with her fist and buried her face in his arms.
"Yingying, sit on my lap."
He patted his thigh with his backhand. After the shower, he was only wearing a bathrobe, his legs spread wide apart. The slit of the bathrobe revealed a tight, full thigh, full of sexual tension.
Qiao Ruoying moved over modestly, sat on his lap, and was pushed in by him.
He rested his chin on her shoulder and nuzzled her neck, their nose rubbing gently against her neck. This gesture made them look like two small animals embracing each other, very intimate.
"Yingying, do you want to change your position in the group?"
This topic changed so suddenly. Before Qiao Ruoying could react, she heard Jiang Zongye's fluent voice slowly say:
"Administrative work is too tedious. How about switching to a lighter position? Design, government relations, or working in a union, whatever you want."
The three functional departments, namely the design department, government relations department and trade union, are the places with the most connections in Taiheng Group.
The design positions gather a bunch of second- and third-generation rich people who have returned from studying at fake art universities abroad, which can be considered a professional match; in the government relations department, the second-generation officials are all connected, so it is most appropriate to let "relatives of a certain leader" or "children of retired officials" connect with their elders' policy resources and cooperation projects; the trade union is a place where people spend their retirement.
Of course, Jiang Zong did not forget that the boy with the headband who liked Yingying was also in the design department. If Qiao Ruoying went to the design department, he would transfer the boy with the headband to another department.
"You only earn a few thousand yuan a month in this job. It's not worth much, and it's just auxiliary work. It's not worth it."
Jiang Zongye continued.
Now she was his woman. Of course, he couldn't bear to let her do these tedious frontline jobs anymore, and didn't want her to be busy ordering food and repairing printers;
He had long thought of promoting her to be the head of a department, but Qiao Ruoying had only been in the group for half a year. If she were promoted to the head of a department, it would not comply with the group's cadre selection and appointment regulations.
Secondly, even if she is promoted by force, other employees will be dissatisfied and will talk nonsense about her behind her back, which will only make her job more difficult.
In his heart, he hoped that she would live comfortably and happily, since he was supporting her after all.
But when Qiao Ruoying heard these words, she felt uncomfortable.
Jiang Zong also said casually, "I only earn a few thousand yuan, which is not of much value and not worth it." This made Qiao Ruoying wary.
The concept that "women should work independently" instilled in her by her mother since she was a child was deeply rooted in her.
She couldn't help but think angrily, wow, Jiang Zongye actually doesn't recognize the value of her work.
It's so annoying.
She must make some achievements in the administrative field to show him.
"No, I think being in administration is fine. I'm used to getting along with my colleagues in the department."
Qiao Ruoying decisively rejected his proposal.
Such a blatant job transfer would be easily discovered. Furthermore, good positions are like carrots, one carrot, one pit. If she took a carrot pit, it would be very conspicuous.
"Okay then, let's do as you say."
Jiang Zong also knew that she was extremely stubborn at work, so after hearing what she said, he had no choice but to agree.
"However, Yingying must promise me one thing."
Qiao Ruoying tilted her head and looked at him. He held her wrist, opened her slender palm, and used his fingertips to stroke the lines at the base of her palm. Looking at her empty fingertips, he suddenly realized:
He spent millions to buy Qiao Ruoying a ring, but she never wore it once, not even once.
He couldn't help but feel a little lost and melancholy in his heart.
This little girl would only pretend to be good to him on the surface, but in fact, she would turn a deaf ear to what he said.
"From now on, whether you're out in the office or at work, you have to prove to others that you have a boyfriend, okay?"
As he expected, Qiao Ruoying widened her eyes slightly and said hesitantly, "But..."
"No buts." Jiang Zong also decided to back down.
"Just tell people outside that you have a boyfriend. You don't need to let them know that your boyfriend is me."
What he thought was that Qiao Ruoying should at least be a "beautiful flower with a husband" outside, so that no one would want to pick this little rose.
Seeing that the little rose in front of him was still confused, Jiang Zong continued to persuade her:
"Think about it. If you tell your colleagues at the company that you have a boyfriend, and they don't know that your boyfriend is me, this will help you block some romantic opportunities while preventing them from linking you to me. Kill two birds with one stone, isn't that great?"
Qiao Ruoying was moved by the phrase "block off peach blossoms".
She thought about it carefully, felt that this excuse was feasible, and nodded in agreement.
"Do you want us to go back to Tianxi later and buy a couple's ring from the Henggu Wanxiang counter?"
Jiang Zong also twisted the base of her empty middle finger.
“No, no.”
When she mentioned going to Henggu Wanxiang, she wanted to refuse. After all, Zeng Fan seemed to have a clairvoyant eye in the counter, and she knew every VIC customer who visited the counter.
Qiao Ruoying didn't want to be caught by Zeng Fan, because it was she who caused Henggu Wanxiang to close down twice before.
"Besides, if we take this wedding ring out, someone will eventually notice that we're wearing the same style."
"Okay. Then Yingying, remember that your status outside is 'taken', ok?"
Although Jiang Zongye really wanted to wear couple rings with her, he wished the whole world knew that this little rose was his, but if she didn't want to, he would respect her.
"In that case, you don't need to renew your rent at Golden Garden. I'll have Li Zheng find you a place to live. Can you move into a bigger house?"
"The house is in your name."
Does that mean Jiang Zong also wants to buy her a house?
It turns out that things like "keeping a beautiful woman in a golden house" really happen in real life, and Jiang Zong is so generous, even more generous than her sister's boyfriend who is willing to pay for her study abroad.
Ever since she got together with Jiang Zongye, her days of poverty were gone forever.
However, Qiao Ruoying was very cautious and did not agree immediately.
It's not because she still feels "unworthy" at the moment, but because it involves large sums of money and real estate transactions, so she must be extremely careful.
Her relationship with Jiang Zongye is currently as sweet as honey, but no one can predict how it will change in the future.
What if one day she wants to leave Taehyung and is stuck with this house?
Jiang Zong also caught the hesitation that flashed in her eyes. He touched his thin lips with the tip of his tongue and used his "big picture" rhetoric at the negotiation table.
However, he could not guarantee that the "big pie" he painted for his partners would be successful.
But the cake he painted for Qiao Ruoying was definitely one that she could eat and fill up.
"I'll purchase this house anonymously and in full through a third-party agency to ensure privacy. Where do you want it? In the center of the park, or by the Luo River? Do you want a large flat or a duplex? Do you want a north-facing or south-facing balcony? You can choose any one of them. When the time comes, I'll have Li Zheng show you the blueprints, and you can choose one by one until you're satisfied."
"We don't want a second-hand house, we want a brand new one. You can have an existing house, or you can tell the designer your ideas and have her design it for you. We'll have a dressing room, a large kitchen, a large bathroom, everything."
Yingying likes to make bread, so we set up a room specifically for it as a bakery. You can knead the dough and bake bread in it every day. Isn’t that great?
Jiang Zong also described it with great interest. A beautiful picture of life slowly unfolded in front of Qiao Ruoying. She sniffed lightly with her upturned little nose, as if she could smell the aroma of toast in the air.
The capitalists are very good at making promises.
Qiao Ruoying, who had never experienced the capitalists' "pie-in-the-sky" strategy, was also confused and her head was spinning.
Apart from anything else, she also wanted to have her own home in Luocheng.
"Yingying," Jiang Zongye held her shoulders and made her face him, staring into her eyes.
"You are my girlfriend. I can afford to give you a nice house, nice bags, and a good life."
"I told you, if you spend my money as much as possible, I will be more motivated to make money."
It is said that where a man's money is, there is his love.
This sentence is truly reflected vividly at this moment.
Qiao Ruoying stared at his dark peach blossom eyes and thought, at least for this month, this week, this day, this hour, this moment, this man loves her.
All her concerns about money disappeared because she could trust Jiang Zongye's character.
She knew in her heart that he was not the kind of person who would use a house to embarrass the woman when they had a conflict or quarrel.
"good."
After getting her "OK", Jiang Zong also relaxed.
I have to say that sometimes this little girl is harder to convince than his partners.
However, the fact that he had successfully persuaded her and further improved her quality of life gave him a sense of accomplishment.
"I have several large riverside flats near Luojiang River. Why don't you pick one out? I'll transfer the ownership directly to your name. That way you can move in quickly."
He is a man of timeliness.
"No need." This time, Qiao Ruoying shook her head firmly.
"Why not?"
Jiang Zong also thought that she was going to regret it again, so he quickly asked her.
"I just paid the rent for next quarter at the end of November, one-third of the deposit." Qiao Ruoying whispered.
If she moved into Jiang Zongye's house early, wouldn't the rent she paid at Golden Home be in vain? The landlord would not refund her the rent.
That's not worth it, it's absolutely not worth it.
“…”
It was because of this reason.
Jiang Zong almost fainted from the shock. Who would postpone moving into a multi-million dollar apartment just for a few thousand yuan a month?
Only Qiao Ruoying could do such a thing. Sometimes he really wanted to open her head to see how this little girl could have such a unique way of thinking.
Since she has decided so, it's up to her.
They had almost finished talking about everything, and Jiang Zong and Qiao Ruoying changed their clothes and prepared to return to Tianxi Huanyu.
The road from the south of the city back to the city center passes through Luocheng’s famous scenic spot - Yucui Lake.
Under the dark sky, the lake is quiet and beautiful, and the five-star hotels by the lake are flashing with neon signs, competing for beauty.
Among them, the most eye-catching is the Rosewood Hotel sign with "Rosewood" printed on it.
Two majestic stone lions squatted at the door, the bright yellow light reflecting their agile bodies, as if they were bathing in the light and shadow of the sunset.
Looking through the car window, Qiao Ruoying looked at the two stone lions, and suddenly an idea came to her mind: Rosewood Hotel, isn't this the hotel brand where she and Jiang Zongye stayed on their first night?
Not only did she think of this, but Jiang Zong beside her also thought of it.
With a beep, the window in the car fell. Hearing this sound, Qiao Ruoying's sixth sense made her alert instinctively:
Why is the old man looking out the window at this time for no reason?
Sure enough, the next second, Jiang Zongye's low voice slid into her ears:
"Yingying, let me ask you, what if that time at the Rosewood North Hotel... you walked into the wrong room and met Li Shengjie instead?"
"Will you also sign an agreement with him?"
"Will you be with him too?"
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Author's comment: Yingbao: Why is it another life-threatening question? Didn't we just coax him back? Why is the old man going crazy again? [Question mark][Question mark]
Lao Jiang: I can’t control myself. [Breaking down crying][Breaking down crying]
Lao Jiang has a strong possessiveness, like a pervert. I am afraid that the babies can't stand it if I write him as such a pervert QAQ,
In real life, if you encounter this kind of bt babies, you must run away.
Imagine, with such a cute little Ying, the daughter she will give birth to in the future will definitely be very cute too QAQ [Drop-eared rabbit head][Drop-eared rabbit head]
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