When Ye Qingcheng dialed the phone, Jiang Jianian was in the kitchen making desserts.
He was worried that Ye Zhiwei would be unhealthy if she ate too many sugary desserts, so after discovering that Ye Zhiwei especially liked dairy products, he put on his glasses and picked up a cookbook to study what kinds of dairy desserts were available.
He was engrossed in reading until his phone, which he had left aside, suddenly vibrated. Only then did Jiang Jianian frown, take off his glasses, and place them on the book, answering the call with a less than pleasant mood.
The person who disturbed him was Ye Qingcheng, so Jiang Jianian could only rub his temples and try his best to keep his tone polite and respectful.
"How have you been lately?" Ye Qingcheng, who was on the other end of the phone, was very concerned about Jiang Jianian and asked with concern as soon as he called: "How is the company you acquired doing?"
"So-so," Jiang Jianian replied.
The acquired company has been renamed IV Pharmaceutical Technology Co., Ltd. Apart from occasionally paying attention to and controlling the company's overall development direction, Jiang Jianian spends most of his time either reading books or participating in school research projects. He also has to take care of Ye Zhiwei personally. On the contrary, Zheng Xueqian is more concerned about the company than he is.
“You need to pay more attention to the company recently. It’s time to start learning how to manage it. You can practice in that company for now. You can ask me anything you don’t understand. I will give you some information about Ye’s Group and internal documents in a while. You can take a look and learn as you go.” Ye Qingcheng sighed and said, “My health is getting worse and worse.”
Jiang Jianian paused for a moment before saying, "That's why I suggested to you a long time ago that instead of trying to tough it out, you should go to the hospital for treatment. The research institute's chip therapy is still in the theoretical stage. Instead of simply pinning your hopes on this project, you should receive more comprehensive treatment."
"The Ye family cannot do without me."
“Ye Zhiwei probably also thinks your health is more important than the Ye family,” Jiang Jianian continued.
Ye Qingcheng laughed and said, "You don't care about my situation at all. You're just worried that Zhiwei will blame you if she finds out, right? Don't worry, if it really doesn't work out in the end, I'll make it clear to her that I forbade you to tell her."
Jiang Jianian knew that Ye Qingcheng's mind was made up and there was no way he could persuade him, so he simply didn't say anything more.
"I came to the Yu family's house around noon today and had some drinks," Ye Qingcheng suddenly added.
Jiang Jianian frowned and gave Ye Qingcheng a routine warning, "Uncle Ye, you should know very well that you shouldn't drink alcohol in your current physical condition. Apart from a moderate amount of wine, try to avoid other alcoholic beverages as much as possible."
"Just some wine," Ye Qingcheng chuckled. "I thought your focus would be on my visit to the Yu family. Yu Jingchen provoked you several times when we ran into each other last time, didn't he? I thought you'd remember him well. That kid's temper will get him into trouble later. But his younger brother seems alright; I think he's quite capable..."
Although Jiang Jianian had been somewhat more restrained in his attitude towards Ye Qingcheng because of Ye Zhiwei, he still couldn't help but feel unhappy when Ye Qingcheng mentioned Yu Shishu. He had to adjust his emotions and restrain his tone as he said to Ye Qingcheng, "In your situation, there is no one more suitable for her than me! Don't worry, I can meet all your requirements. I can do things that others can't do. There will never be anyone more suitable for her than me."
Every time Ye Zhiwei's name is mentioned, Jiang Jianian experiences significant emotional fluctuations.
Ye Qingcheng couldn't help but smile. He was still young and easily amused. Although he was much more composed than his peers, he was still easily provoked when facing people who were nervous.
Only Li Lizhang and Jiang Jianian understood the situation regarding his condition. Compared to the stubborn Li Lizhang, Ye Qingcheng preferred to express his thoughts to Jiang Jianian. Jiang Jianian possessed a maturity and composure beyond his years, and he was very calm in his thinking. Sometimes, he could even see right through Ye Qingcheng's thoughts without Ye Qingcheng having to say anything. Although fathers-in-law are usually less and less satisfied with their sons-in-law, Ye Qingcheng's current physical condition was special, and he needed Jiang Jianian in many ways, so it was difficult for him to put on airs with Jiang Jianian.
Ye Qingcheng wanted to chat with Jiang Jianian for a bit longer, but his future son-in-law was clearly more interested in the dishes in his hands than his father-in-law. Jiang Jianian put his glasses back on and prepared to continue cooking, but before ending the call, he did not forget to fulfill his duty and remind Ye Qingcheng to get more rest.
After thinking for a moment, Jiang Jianian considerately warned Ye Qingcheng on behalf of Ye Zhiwei that his current physical condition was very bad, and that he must drink less alcohol, stay up less late, and avoid greasy food. Then, without giving Ye Qingcheng a chance to refuse, he hung up the phone without hesitation, citing that he had something very important to do.
Ye Qingcheng: ...
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Jianian didn't feel anything was wrong. His mood improved again, and he focused his attention on the milk pudding he had made for Ye Zhiwei. He carefully considered how to make it so that Ye Zhiwei would like it. Considering that pure milk has no sweetness and Ye Zhiwei prefers sweetness, Jiang Jianian carefully decided to add some natural coconut juice to the dessert and use coconut juice to make fructose to increase the sweetness in the right proportion.
After he sprinkled coconut flakes on the milk pudding and turned to wash his hands at the sink, Ye Zhiwei, who had finished watching TV, secretly came over to observe what Jiang Jianian was doing in the kitchen out of boredom.
After sneaking into the kitchen, Ye Zhiwei was pleasantly surprised to find the desserts made by Jiang Jianian. She glanced at Jiang Jianian and, while he was washing his hands, secretly took a freshly made coconut milk jelly and popped it into her mouth. The sweetness was just right, and the coconut and milk aromas were rich. The coconut milk jelly had a slightly runny texture, and after eating it, there was still a lingering fragrance in her mouth. It was chewy and refreshing. Ye Zhiwei couldn't resist stealing another one.
Before she could even put the second coconut milk jelly in her mouth, Jiang Jianian, who had noticed Ye Zhiwei sneaking in earlier, had already appeared behind her. The young man reached out and wrapped his arm around Ye Zhiwei's slender waist, resting his chin affectionately on her shoulder. In stark contrast to his mechanical and calm demeanor when speaking to Ye Qingcheng, he whispered in Ye Zhiwei's ear, "How does it taste? Do you like it?"
He rested his head on Ye Zhiwei's shoulder, clearly not satisfied with a simple hug, but he just squinted his eyes to suppress his desire, restrained his emotions, and simply hugged Ye Zhiwei.
This was the first time Ye Zhiwei had been hugged from behind. She was a little surprised, followed by a feeling of shyness from being embraced by Jiang Jianian. Jiang Jianian looked slender and tall, but she didn't expect that his embrace could almost completely encircle her. Even the voice he spoke to her ear sounded husky yet charming.
Ye Zhiwei was dizzy from being hugged so tightly that she could only answer Jiang Jianian's question by nodding instinctively. Jiang Jianian seemed to notice Ye Zhiwei's dazed state, and his desire to tease her was rekindled. He deliberately slowed down his speech in Ye Zhiwei's ear and said, word by word, "They will taste better if you put them in the refrigerator for a while, and they will suit your taste better. What do you think, Ye Zhiwei?"
He whispered in her ear, his warm breath lingering on Ye Zhiwei's neck, causing her to straighten her back and turn bright red.
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