Chapter 125 What do you think I feel?
"What's wrong?"
The three heads in the video are Jiang Zhen, Jiang Zhen’s uncle Deng Jianguo, and Jiang Zhen’s cousin Deng Zhi.
Lin Zhizhou showed no expression.
The male student and Jiang Zhen, who had met once at school, appeared in the same picture frame.
Not too surprising.
I have heard for a long time that there is a relative every three steps in Jiangcheng. This shows that it is true.
Turn the phone camera towards Shen Tinglan who was driving.
The three heads in the video began to shake, and chatter continued to flow through the screen.
Deng Zhi: "Is it really that young lady?"
"Is the person who just video chatted with him his boyfriend?"
Deng Jianming patted him on the back of the neck: "What do you think? He was on the news."
Deng Jianming said to Deng Zhi, "You pig brain."
Shen Tinglan was driving the car and only glanced at it slightly.
That male student?
Know Jiang Jiang?
Shen Tinglan kept his eyes on the road ahead and listened to their conversation.
In the video, Deng Jianming beckoned Jiang Zhen and asked him to speak quickly.
When Chiang Zhen surrendered, he was also convinced by his uncle.
Always making trouble all day long.
Jiang Zhen pushed the two of them apart and took his phone: "Sui Sui, are you driving?"
He shouted.
Co-pilot Lin Zhizhou frowned in obvious displeasure.
Jiang Zhen scratched his forehead and said with some embarrassment: "Um, Sui Sui, are you free tomorrow? Can I treat you and your boyfriend to dinner?"
"Cough..." A clear cough came from the co-pilot.
Shen Tinglan was about to return to Jiang Zhen when he was interrupted by Lin Zhizhou's cough.
I turned around and asked him, "What's wrong? Your throat feels uncomfortable. I'll boil some loquat water for you to drink later to moisten your throat."
"Um."
Lin Zhizhou spoke in a low voice, and no emotion could be heard.
Chen Tinglan turned to the video, smiling: "Jiang Jiang, how can I let you treat me? I was thinking of treating you to a meal. Thanks to your help last time, how have things been since then? Have I caused you any trouble?"
Xu Ran was arrested, but the man who traveled with him last time was not.
I’m afraid that the other party will cause trouble for Jiang Zhen.
Jiang Zhen said nonchalantly, "It's okay, it's okay, it's normal, no one is causing trouble in the bar."
Shen Tinglan nodded and replied: "That's good, let's make an appointment."
"Tomorrow night?" This question was directed to Lin Zhizhou, asking if the leader was free tomorrow.
Lin Zhizhou nodded silently.
Jiang Zhen quickly answered: "Tomorrow night is fine. Can you invite Brother Yu along as well?"
Shen Tinglan slowed down the car, silently rolled over the speed bump, and turned into the villa.
Turn off the engine and stop the car.
Turn around and ask for the opinion of the senior leader.
Lin Zhizhou supported his broad temples with his fingers, and his narrow eyes were slightly raised, revealing the coldness at the corners of his eyes.
What it means is self-evident.
Shen Tinglan looked slightly timid as he received the signal.
Facing the phone: "Um, Jiang Jiang, I'll give you Jiang Yu's WeChat business card. You can make a private appointment with him later."
"Jiang Jiang, that's it for now. I'm home now. Let's contact each other tomorrow night."
Deng Zhi and Deng Jianming were chattering beside Jiang Zhen.
As a result, Jiang Zhen only listened to half of it.
I thought Shen Tinglan asked him to ask Jiang Yu out tomorrow.
Lian Shengying hung up the video call.
In the car.
Shen Tinglan unbuckled his seat belt and reached out to touch Lin Zhizhou's chest.
Smiling flatteringly: "Hey, don't be unhappy, come on, I got my salary today and bought you some clothes."
"Would you like to try it later and see if it's suitable?"
Lin Zhizhou held her hand, squeezed it, and replied softly: "Okay."
A closer look revealed a hint of tenderness between the serious brows of the leader.
The contrast is huge, yet they blend into each other.
She knew how to make him happy.
The two got out of the car, and Lin Zhizhou opened the back seat and took out the loquats and clothing bag.
Just entered the house.
Shen Tinglan rushed straight to the kitchen.
He stuck his head out and called out, "I'll heat up the food first, you take a shower first, it's almost time."
After she finished shouting, without waiting for Lin Zhizhou's answer, she opened the refrigerator, took out the dishes that Aunt Ge had made for lunch and started heating them up.
Rich.
Braised prawns, stir-fried beef, stewed beef tendon, and a pot of old hen soup.
There’s so much, how can I finish it?
When Lin Zhizhou came down from the second floor after taking a shower, Shen Tinglan had already heated up the dishes and served them on the table.
The man's black hair was still dripping with water, and his upper body was changed into that white sleeveless T-shirt, which was much looser.
She called him: "Hurry, hurry, eat."
Shen Tinglan found it funny that she didn't wear pajamas and only wore those two T-shirts every time.
I don't understand.
There was still moisture in Lin Zhizhou's eyes. He walked over, held the person in his arms, kissed him, and then let go.
Shen Tinglan complained: “I haven’t taken a shower yet, I stink, don’t hug me.”
Lin Zhizhou's eyes were filled with tenderness as he replied, "It smells good."
Shen Tinglan: ...
The two sat down to eat.
Dining room.
Lin Zhizhou asked softly: "Can you tell me what happened just now?"
Shen Tinglan first sighed, and then told the big boss everything that happened when he bought loquats.
The young woman bit her chopsticks, a look of drowsiness on her face. "Do you think I'm being too impulsive? Or worse, damaging the diplomatic relationship between our two countries?"
Lin Zhizhou put the peeled shrimp meat into her bowl.
At the same time, he continued: "No, you did a good job and handled the aftermath very well."
"How do you know that the last thing I said was to make amends?"
The big boss curled his lips and smiled: "It's so obvious, how can you not see it? Don't worry, Sui Sui, you are great."
Shen Tinglan bit the chewy and spicy shrimp meat and reviewed it carefully.
Shocked: "A lot of people even took videos of this. Do you think someone with ulterior motives will upload it online?"
The big boss paused for a second with his chopsticks: "It's okay, I'll take care of it, let's eat."
"Okay." Shen Tinglan was paddling his rice absentmindedly.
Suddenly he gave the well-mannered leader a wicked smile.
"Lin Zhizhou, I heard that you keep my photo in your wallet?"
The leader remained calm and asked, "Who told you that?"
"I ran into Mr. Xiao while shopping this afternoon."
Lin Zhizhou finished the last bite of his meal and said calmly, "That's right."
Shen Tinglan leaned over and said meaningfully: "You said before that you were looking at my photo, right..."
"Have you finished eating?" Lin Zhizhou avoided answering.
But the answer is obvious.
Shen Tinglan put down the bowl and chopsticks, "I'm done eating, I'm done eating."
"You wash the dishes, I don't want to."
Given the nasty dishwashing incident that happened last time.
"Okay." Lin Zhizhou said good-temperedly.
He cleaned up the dishes neatly and came out in a few minutes.
Shen Tinglan sat in the restaurant peeling loquats, preparing to make some loquat paste for him.
Surprised: "You finished washing so quickly?"
The latter calmly replied: "There is a dishwasher."
?
Was it intentional last time?
Shen Tinglan continued to peel loquats on the phone, "Then you go ahead and do your work, I'll peel some loquats."
Lin Zhizhou pulled out a stool and sat down: "I'm not busy now."
"Ah, then... then peel them together?"
“…”
The big leader's dark eyes stared at Shen Tinglan, making her heart numb.
The hint was obvious, but Shen Tinglan pretended not to know.
Instead, he gave the big leaders an ideological lesson.
"Well...I think we should exercise some restraint."
Lin Zhizhou crossed his legs leisurely, half leaning back in his chair, tapping the tabletop with his bony fingers at a steady pace.
There was something intriguing on his face, and he said "oh" in a very calm tone.
Announcement Shen Tinglan’s words were ignored.
Shen Tinglan continued to act stupidly: "Or three times a week?"
About the same.
Once every other day.
He asked cautiously, "What do you think?"
The big boss laughed in anger, his voice lazy: "I think?"
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