When Qiao Shiyu returned home, Qiao Zhengye had already arrived. Qiao Shiyu asked, "Dad, what do you want to eat?"
Qiao Zhengye said so, and then Qiao Shiyu put the down jacket in her own cabinet and started cooking.
Jiang Yanyuan hadn't seen Qiao Shiyu for several days.
On this day, Jiang Yanyuan went to the branch office opposite to handle many procedures for the house and to see the floor.
He stood upstairs and looked out the window, seeing Qiao Shiyu passing by downstairs. Her steps were neither fast nor slow, and she looked graceful and elegant. Apart from his previous prejudice against Qiao Shiyu, he realized that she was a beauty, a great beauty.
She didn't see Jiang Yanyuan, and she wouldn't see him.
But when others were talking to Jiang Yanyuan, he was distracted.
The sales lady's words seemed to become background lines, and Jiang Yanyuan didn't hear a word.
The sales lady said it several times.
"Mr. Jiang, if you don't want it now, we can go downstairs and talk about it later. The model room is like this. Do you want the unit you bought to be decorated like this?" the sales lady asked again.
"Okay." Jiang Yanyuan said again.
I hadn't thought about this house before, I just came in casually that day and said something casually -
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Meng Zhaohua sent a WeChat message to Jiang Yanyuan, asking to come.
After all, Meng Zhaohua is a lady from a wealthy family, so she still has to maintain her dignity and reserve.
She thought that since she hadn't been there for a long time, Jiang Yanyuan would take the initiative to contact her, but Jiang Yanyuan didn't even send her a single WeChat message.
Jiang Yanyuan also felt that he was going too far. He had been indulging in his own fantasies for too long, thinking about the slightest thoughts with that completely impossible person every day. This was wrong.
He said: Come on.
Meng Zhaohua came.
Jiang Yanyuan still stayed at the Ritz Hotel. He had originally booked a room for three months, but the deadline was not yet here.
After Meng Zhaohua arrived, he went to Jiang Yanyuan's room and the two watched TV together.
Meng Zhaohua would take the initiative to kiss Jiang Yanyuan, and Jiang Yanyuan did not reject it.
Jiang Yanyuan's cell phone rang. When he picked it up, he realized it was Mr. Qi.
Mr. Qi said that he was feeling upset and wanted to come out and chat with Jiang Yanyuan.
Jiang Yanyuan said, "Okay. I'll go to the hotel and get a few dozen beers from outside, and I'll get two dishes from the hotel. I didn't have dinner."
Mr. Qi said, "Drinking to drown your sorrows?"
"Can't I drink if I don't have any worries?" Jiang Yanyuan asked back.
"Okay. I'll be right up there. You can order the food."
Jiang Yanyuan told Meng Zhaohua that President Qi would be coming soon to discuss the company's business, so he asked her to go back to her room first and that women should not listen to matters between men.
Meng Zhaohua left reluctantly.
Jiang Yanyuan called and asked the hotel kitchen to deliver four or five dishes.
He and Mr. Qi ate at the dining table.
Mr. Qi also has something to worry about. He said that his son teaches in elementary school and has fallen in love with a female elementary school teacher who teaches mathematics.
"Isn't this nonsense? How could a family like mine marry an elementary school teacher?" Mr. Qi said.
"Who says a family like yours can't marry an elementary school teacher?" Jiang Yanyuan asked.
Mr. Qi was also drunk. "Mr. Jiang, please don't be so pretentious. If you could marry her, why would you? Ah—, you opened her bag and kept coming to Jiangcheng. Everyone can see why. But don't you still have a girlfriend with you?"
Jiang Yanyuan lowered his head and took a sip of beer. "How do you know I'm the one who opened it?"
"How conspicuous, the back seat of the car. Isn't that why you bought this car? You like her so much but you didn't marry her, and you're talking about my son?" Mr. Qi looked sly, as if he knew everything about Jiang Yanyuan's inner thoughts. "Xiao Qiao, not bad, pretty and smart. I don't think you can match her."
Jiang Yanyuan continued, "You also know that I'm no match for her. So, how can you be sure that I beat her, and not that she's stronger than me?"
Is Mr. Qi sober now?
"Did it—really—happen between you and Little Joe?"
"Haven't you guessed it yet?" Jiang Yanyuan replied calmly.
Originally, President Qi had guessed based on the evidence and inferred that this was roughly the case. Unexpectedly, Jiang Yanyuan actually confessed.
I heard.
Big news.
Or was it Qiao Shiyu who took the initiative?
This was big news that night.
Mr. Qi was really drunk, and in the end he even had a big tongue.
Jiang Yanyuan also drank too much.
When Mr. Qi left, he didn't dare drive and hired a designated driver.
He sat in the back of the car, feeling drowsy. Thinking of Jiang Yanyuan's words, he felt that Qiao Shiyu was really brave.
Mr. Qi is very bold when he is drunk.
He took out his phone and sent a WeChat message to Qiao Shiyu: "I can't believe you're so amazing, Xiao Qiao."
After drinking, I said a lot of things that I should and shouldn't say. My emotional intelligence is relatively low.
Qiao Shiyu was preparing lessons at home, but she just couldn't prepare for the next day's lessons.
Seeing her former boss sending her a WeChat message, she was quite surprised and asked, "Why?"
"You know what I'm talking about."
Qiao Shiyu frowned slightly. Her boss used to be quite normal, so why was he so ambiguous today?
Qiao Shiyu didn't want to pay attention to it, but unexpectedly, the boss sent another message: You actively seduced Jiang Yanyuan, and when he brought his girlfriend here, you were able to act as if nothing had happened. I have to admire you for pretending to be a pig and eating an elephant.
When Qiao Shiyu heard this, she became angry and asked: "Mr. Qi, why do you say that?"
Mr. Qi replied: "Okay, don't hide it anymore, Mr. Jiang told me everything."
After saying that, Mr. Qi fell asleep in his car and didn't wake up until he got home.
The next day, I saw the WeChat message I sent and thought, how could I be so drunk and worse than pigs and dogs? How dare I say such things?
This is a later story.
When Qiao Shiyu heard this, her blood rushed to her head and her face became hot.
She had already blocked Jiang Yanyuan's WeChat, so she called Jiang Yanyuan directly.
Jiang Yanyuan had just finished taking a shower and came out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel.
His mind was also foggy.
He was leaning against the wall with one hand and holding his cell phone with the other, and he looked like he was about to lose his balance.
"Looking for me?" he said.
"Jiang Yanyuan, if you don't want to give me this money, just take it back. What do you mean by making up stories about me?" Qiao Shiyu said.
Jiang Yanyuan glanced at his phone again, "Didn't you block me?"
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