After Yu Zhangzhu left, Jiang Yandong closed his eyes and continued to doze off.
In the afternoon, the nurse came and Yu Zhangzhu left.
What Yu Zhangzhu didn't know was that when Jiang Yandong was pregnant, there was no woman around him.
There are many women chasing after him, but they are all the kind who look up to him. They know that they will never be able to reach him in this lifetime. Therefore, when they are ten meters away from Jiang Yandong, they automatically stay away, for fear of being burned by Jiang Yandong's brilliance.
In addition, Jiang Yandong is used to being alone and quiet, so he is indifferent to these matters of love between men and women and seems to be pure and unselfish.
Yu Zhangzhu, when Jiang Yandong was caught off guard, stood within a radius of one meter away from Jiang Yandong and kept this distance. Jiang Yandong didn't feel anything, and Yu Zhangzhu also thought it was normal.
Yu Zhangzhu was able to continue working and was directly promoted to business department manager, with her salary level increasing three levels in a row.
Otherwise, she would be poached by another company.
I am more energetic at work and enjoy working.
During this period, Jian Hongyi called her.
He wanted to know how Jiang Yandong, who always had his own ideas and was not moved by the outside world, was persuaded by Yu Zhangzhu.
He is quite, quite peculiar.
Yu Zhangzhu's answer was direct and naive. "Mr. Jiang must have his own considerations. I was just busy, and he just went along with it. Besides, Ogilvy also has a strong international reputation."
Jian Hongyi couldn't find the reason from Yu Zhangzhu, so he looked for it from Jiang Yandong.
When I called Jiang Yandong, he was working on a case in Ogilvy's office on the 30th floor.
Just took over and have been busy.
After finishing it, I had a headache, probably because I didn’t sleep last night.
It was raining, or maybe it was raining outside when he went out, and he didn't bring an umbrella, so he got caught in the drizzle.
So, after getting on the bus, I had a splitting headache.
"Second brother, how did you suddenly decide to work for Ogilvy?" Jian Hongyi asked in a gossipy tone.
"Don't be so gossipy." Jiang Yandong's voice was hoarse in his throat and he didn't have much desire to speak.
"Yu Zhangzhu is quite young and beautiful, and she is ten years younger than you, so she is quite suitable for your taste." Jian Hongyi said again.
"How do you know what my taste is?" Jiang Yandong turned on the Bluetooth in the car. At this moment, he was reversing and wanted to go to his mother's house, but he felt that he would faint in the next second.
This body suddenly became Lin Daiyu.
"You don't even look at those vulgar women. Not only do you keep your distance from them, but they simply don't catch your eye. Yu Zhangzhu is quite fresh and unworldly, ah——" Jian Hongyi was gossiping again.
Jiang Yandong simply hung up the phone and didn't want to say anything more.
He was thinking about where to go. He had a headache and was hungry. He wanted to eat something, but when he thought of the food in the restaurant, he felt nauseous.
Now, he just wants to drink a bowl of millet porridge.
No restaurant makes good millet porridge.
Zhou Zi must still be at the TV station now. As for cooking, it must be Jiang Jingqi who does it, but he is too far away.
In such a big city like Fengcheng, there is not a single place to eat.
At this time, Yu Zhangzhu was answering the phone at home and had just received a call from Lu Ziang.
Lu Ziang told her to ask Jiang Yandong how he was doing at his new workplace. It was very important to make an interview, especially for someone of Jiang Yandong's level.
Yu Zhangzhu thought it was right.
When I called Jiang Yandong, his phone was busy.
Yu Zhangzhu hung up the phone, and just then another call came in.
It’s Zhang Zhe.
As soon as Yu Zhangzhu saw the phone number, she looked panicked.
"Hello," she answered the phone.
"Zhangzhu, am I that annoying? I remember you spent your birthday with me when you were sixteen, and you burst into tears the moment I left. And when you were nineteen, on your birthday, I wasn't there, and you burst into tears. I'm not making this up," Zhang Zhe said. "If you don't have me in your heart, why did you choose to work in the same industry as me? Do you want me to find you, or not?"
Yu Zhangzhu was so confused by these words that she couldn't come up with a single word in rebuttal.
"I'm accumulating experience. What I'm studying is also related to headhunting. Does it have anything to do with you?" Yu Zhangzhu asked.
"Really? Why did you choose this major at that time? Doesn't it have anything to do with me?" Zhang Zhe asked again.
Yu Zhangzhu said, "I really didn't know what major to apply for at the time. I chose this one because I was choosing a general from among the short ones. Don't think I'm infatuated with you."
The other end smiled and said, "Zhangzhu——"
Then he hung up the phone.
The incoherent ending left Yu Zhangzhu confused.
Just thinking about the scene of the two of them making love, I couldn't help but blush and my heart beat fast.
Jiang Yandong's call came in at this time, and Yu Zhangzhu answered it.
"Looking for me?" Jiang Yandong said that day.
At the Chaobai River Villa, the two exchanged phone numbers, and Jiang Yandong told Yu Zhangzhu that his nickname was his work ID.
"Yeah." Yu Zhangzhu was still immersed in the scene of the two of them playing in Japan, feeling a little embarrassed like a young woman.
The soft "hmm" reminded Jiang Yandong of that day, the scent of violets on Yu Zhangzhu's body, and the soft feeling of being ravaged by others.
"Mr. Jiang, uncle, how are you doing now?" Yu Zhangzhu asked again.
"Tiantian. Do you know how to cook millet porridge?" Jiang Yandong asked.
"Isn't it easy? Are you sick? You sound unwell. Where do you want me to make millet porridge?" Yu Zhangzhu asked.
"Where do you live?"
"Me? I'm at No. 10 Taoyuan East Street. How about you?"
Jiang Yandong looked at it and said, "It's just across the street. I'll be there in five minutes."
"What else would you like to eat?"
"I don't know. I just want to drink porridge."
It seemed that the patient was seriously ill. Yu Zhangzhu hung up the phone, sent Jiang Yandong the location of her home, and started cooking.
The millet had just started to cook when Jiang Yandong arrived and there was a knock on the door.
Yu Zhangzhu turned down the heat and opened the door.
Jiang Yandong stood at the door, looking tired.
Yu Zhangzhu asked him what was wrong and helped him in.
Indeed, he was helped in.
"What's wrong with your health, Lin Daiyu? I finally know why you don't go to work all day." Yu Zhangzhu muttered.
Jiang Yandong sat on the sofa. He was usually in good health and exercised every day, but today he just couldn't stand the sudden cold rain.
Jiang Yandong did not refute anything despite being considered a "sickly person".
He never makes unnecessary rebuttals.
Yu Zhangzhu's house was very tidy and clean, and I felt like I didn't dare to stay there.
Yu Zhangzhu went to the kitchen to take a look at the millet porridge, then came out and said, "Home is my sanctuary. You are the first person to come in here."
Jiang Yandong was holding his forehead with his hand. He asked casually, "Where are you going?"
"Home?" Yu Zhangzhu said.
Jiang Yandong still lowered his head and rubbed his forehead without saying a word.
It seemed as if it was just a casual remark.
Yu Zhangzhu thought for a long time before figuring out what this meant. Blushing, he raised his voice and said, "Uncle, I treat you as my uncle—"
The implication is that this uncle is too indecent.
Moreover, he does it so naturally and openly, and his methods of teasing people are so skillful.
I don’t know how many women I have teased like this before?
Yu Zhangzhu saw that the millet porridge was almost done, so she added wolfberries and yellow rock sugar.
When adding the yellow rock sugar, she thought: What if there is too much arsenic?
This will save him from having to put on a noble and sophisticated face and say such vulgar things.
After the porridge was cooked, she served a bowl to Jiang Yandong.
In the evening, Yu Zhangzhu did not eat dinner. He watched Jiang Yandong eat.
He seemed to glance at the spoon in Yu Zhangzhu's house, and then started eating.
"Just now I remembered what you said, and I was thinking, how much worse it would be if rock sugar turned into arsenic." Yu Zhangzhu said with a smile, "Who told you to be so indecent!"
"Such a vicious idea? I'm not Wu Dalang!" Jiang Yandong started eating.
Yu Zhangzhu snorted. How could he have been tricked by him again?
Jiang Yandong also looked particularly noble when holding the spoon. Yu Zhangzhu also felt very comfortable sitting opposite him while eating.
"After dinner, don't leave, right?" Yu Zhangzhu tried to persuade him to stay, because he felt that Jiang Yandong's voice was getting lower and lower.
"Okay." Jiang Yandong didn't refuse and said two words. He knew his physical condition.
Yu Zhangzhu saw Jiang Yandong's physical condition. After dinner, she took the initiative to stretch out the sofa and make it into a bed.
Let Jiang Yandong sleep in her bedroom.
After doing this, she felt very strange. It was the first time a man slept in her bedroom.
She didn't feel disgusted at all.
Yu Zhangzhu's quilt is a soft silk quilt, a particularly high-end one, the same grade as the quilt Jiang Yandong sleeps on daily. It is covered with a pure cotton quilt cover, which is fragrant and soft, with her unique violet scent.
Although it was raining outside, Jiang Yandong seemed to smell the scent of sunshine.
Yu Zhangzhu's small hand touched Jiang Yandong's forehead. It was a soft and slender hand.
Jiang Yandong kept his eyes closed.
"No fever. If it were me, I'd be fine tomorrow. But you're such a sickly person—" Yu Zhangzhu curled her lips, "That's not certain. You're weak, and I guess your resistance isn't great either."
Jiang Yandong has fallen asleep. He felt so uncomfortable and tired today.
The next day, his headache was gone and he was back to normal.
In the morning, I drank hot milk at Yu Zhangzhu's house and ate the "aristocratic" sandwich made by Yu Zhangzhu. Then I left Yu Zhangzhu's house and went to the company.
Just as he was leaving the gate of the residential complex, his Maybach, which was quite eye-catching among his many cars, drove into the traffic.
A Ferrari behind it was about to catch up with this car.
After a while, two cars were running side by side on the wide road.
Ferrari rolled down the window and slowed down, then said to the similarly slowing Maybach, "Brother, where are we? I remember your residence in Fengcheng was the nationally renowned Fangdiantang Villa, and you also own countless apartments, but not this ordinary residential complex. Did you stay here last night?"
Maybach originally thought Ferrari was busy, so he lowered the window. Now, the window was raised again and he said, "Stop talking!"
"You're talking too much?" Jiang Yanyuan, the owner of the Farah, muttered in the car. "Is this thousand-year-old iron tree going to bloom?"
Jiang Yandong was in the car, and Jian Hongyi reported to him the important things that had happened in the past few days.
He hung up the phone.
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