Chapter 34 Chapter 34 I feed you?
As soon as the three words "five hundred thousand" came out, the surprise in Leng Baiyao's eyes disappeared without a trace.
He was the only one holding flowers there, wasn't he asking this question despite knowing the answer?
"Miss Su," he handed the rose over and forced a gritted smile, "It's nice to meet you."
They didn't even go on a blind date last time.
Because neither of them wanted to get married, they added their contact information online and colluded in their confessions, saying that they disliked each other. Unexpectedly, the old men from both families were so persistent that they had to let them try to get along.
Fortunately, Su Jinmian did not mention the five hundred thousand again. She was surprised and delighted, and hugged Rose with a smile: "Mr. Leng is a handsome man, I knew it was you. Who are these three?"
Leng Baiyao: "This is the second son of the Ji family, Ji Qian; the one next to him is Zhenting's employee, Chi Ke; and this one..."
"The second son of the Leng family, right?" Su Jinmian exclaimed in amazement, "I felt like you were still a bean sprout when we last met. How come you've grown so tall now?"
Leng Yunting twitched the corners of his mouth, but couldn't laugh. His heart seemed to be grabbed by something, and his throat was so sore that he could hardly speak.
Chi Ke deliberately coughed twice to remind him not to be so rude.
Leng Yunting then slowly said: "Sister Jinmian."
"Hey." Su Jinmian agreed. Although she had a bright smile, there was not much genuine enthusiasm in her eyes. "Let's go, let's not stand here and get in the way."
Leng Baiyao lowered his head: "Give me the luggage."
"Thank you." Su Jinmian pushed the box over and shook her wrist. "Grandpa Leng said you were coming to pick me up, and I thought you were alone. Why are you making such a big scene?"
"It was all a coincidence." Leng Baiyao looked straight ahead and walked upright.
"That's quite a coincidence." Su Jinmian responded, turned on her beeping phone and replied to her best friend's message.
[The man who refused to marry a rich woman escaped for the 99th time: He has landed safely, baby! ]
[Yi An: How was it? Did you meet your blind date? Was it a photo? Is he a wealthy bachelor with a beer belly?]
[Refused to marry a rich woman and ran away for the 99th time: He is more handsome in person than in the photo. ]
[The man who refused to marry a rich woman escaped for the 99th time: His friend and employee are more handsome! ]
[Yian: I am so amused. What do you think, rich woman? Are you going to get married? Are you still planning to escape?]
[Refused to marry a rich woman and fled for the 99th time: Escape/Emperor goes to war·jpg/]
【Yian: Can you escape? 】
[The 99th time I escaped after refusing to marry a rich woman: I have to give it a try. ]
[The 99th time I escaped after refusing to marry a rich woman: I won’t jump into the grave of life. I will consider getting married when I am tired of living. ]
[Yian: You can’t bear to part with those male models, right? /worship.jpg/]
[The 99th time he escaped after refusing to marry a rich woman: You are not allowed to tell the truth/The emperor is angry.jpg/]
【Yi'an: 嗻. 】
[Yi An: You don’t have any reliable acquaintances in China, so be careful about what you do, especially the younger brother of your blind date, stay away from him.]
[Refusing to marry a rich woman and running away for the 99th time:? ]
[Yian: Sister, please be more careful. You haven't forgotten it, have you? Everyone in the circle knows that he is interested in you. ]
[Refused to marry a rich woman and ran away for the 99th time: I really forgot. 】
[The 99th time he escaped after refusing to marry a rich woman: How can I have the time to pay attention to a second-generation man who has to rely on his family's support to break even when running an entertainment company?]
【Yian: That’s right, you are very busy. 】
[Yian: Okay, I won’t bother you on your blind date. I wish you a smooth escape from marriage. ]
"Miss Su." Leng Baiyao suddenly called her.
"Hey." Su Jinmian put away her phone and said with a smile, "You go ahead."
The two Lengs and one Su walked in front and chatted awkwardly, while Ji Qian and Chi Ke followed quietly behind to watch the fun.
"Why don't you find an excuse to slip away?" Chi Ke asked, "Is everything alright at the hospital?"
"Excellent employees don't need a dean to supervise them." Ji Qian slid slowly with his suitcase. "The first lesson a good boss needs to learn is to give himself a holiday."
"As a boss," Chi Ke put his finger on the corner of his lip, as if he wanted to laugh, "That's fine."
"I am quite good to be recognized by President Chi." Ji Qian was quite proud. "I didn't embarrass you during the days you were away."
"I know." Chi Ke thought this was a good excuse to give a gift, so he handed over the gift box he had been holding and said concisely, "Thank you for your hard work."
Ji Qian was stunned: "For me?"
In fact, from the moment Chi Ke appeared at the exit, he noticed this beautifully packaged gift box.
So beautiful?
Who is it for?
Whose gift is worthy of him holding it in his own hands?
Half an hour ago, Ji Qian was still complaining that the person who received the gift made Chi Ke's hands tired.
"I just bought it when I passed by." Chi Ke was afraid that he would think it was too expensive and refuse to accept it, so he emphasized, "It can be considered a New Year's gift."
Ji Qian doesn't have those bad habits of the rich second generation who have big eyes and are quite good at making friends. He didn't even blink an eye when he cheated Leng Boyao into buying him a car worth two million yuan, and he felt that a gift worth two hundred yuan from his colleagues in the hospital was very valuable.
This is very similar to Chi Ke.
Ji Qian straightened his back, solemnly took the gift box with both hands, looking as if he was facing a great enemy.
Chi Ke said, "Tsk, I wonder where you think of the gun I gave you, soldier."
Ji Qian smiled instantly, not knowing why he was so happy.
It's like a firework display in my head, one after another going off. I'm happy when they go off, and I'm also happy when they don't.
"Thank you, sir." He put two fingers together and tapped his temples, blinking coquettishly.
Chi Ke sneered: "Bad attitude."
In the military camp, you will be sent to solitary confinement for teasing your superiors.
"Chi Zhu." When they were about to get in the car, Leng Yunting suddenly turned around and called him. Seeing the two of them talking together, he said unhappily, "Come and take down the luggage."
Ji Qian frowned and was about to go over when his arm was pulled down.
"It's not appropriate. This is my job." Chi Ke gently pinched his arm and comforted him without any emotion, "Go get in the car first."
Physical work is not for special assistants to do. There are people who can carry luggage. Why do we need to ask him to do it?
Leng Yunting probably still remembers the kick he received abroad and is seeking revenge.
Ji Qian said reluctantly: "He did it on purpose."
"I know." Chi Ke said, "You go first and be obedient."
They didn't ride in the same car with the three bosses.
Chi Ke was very firm in principle and left no room for refusal or bargaining.
Even though Ji Qian was extremely unwilling, he could only watch him go away with resentment.
Then he watched Chi Ke wave to the guy who was waiting to park his car nearby, and he skillfully instructed him to put the luggage away and gave him a tip.
I haven't forgotten to keep the proof and will go back to the company to get reimbursed.
Ji Qian covered his face and laughed silently for a long time.
When Chi Ke returned to the car, he saw Ji Qian hugging a pillow and smiling at him foolishly.
He hesitated for a moment, intending to close the door and sit in the passenger seat.
"Hey? Come back!" Ji Qian threw the pillow and tried to tie him up.
When Chi Ke lowered his head, he saw the man was tied up in the car and the door was locked.
"Master, drive." Ji Qian was really afraid that he would run away, so he said these four words in just one second.
The matter was done, Chi Ke compromised, took off his glasses, closed his eyes, and prepared to rely on willpower to get through the difficult one-hour drive.
"Have you had breakfast?" Ji Qian asked.
"I ate a little." Chi Ke said, "You can't eat too much."
Some people who suffer from motion sickness will feel more uncomfortable when riding if they eat too much.
Hearing the sound of a plastic bag being opened nearby, he curiously opened one eye and saw a bag of plum slices and a few small oranges.
"Luckily I've prepared it. You don't like sweet things, so I didn't bring you those candies." Ji Qian handed the things over, "It should be able to suppress your nausea."
[Cyrus, you are so prone to motion sickness, why don't you carry some motion sickness pills and lemon candies with you? Did you forget again? Damn it, how can you not take care of your own body?]
[Don't talk about him. You know him. He is a roll-up man. Aren't you his friend? You can help him carry some things.]
[My memory is as bad as a fish! ]
[Well, Cyrus, you can't count on me, my friend. You can only pray that your future wife will tolerate your little "carelessness".]
Tsk.
Chi Ke clenched his back teeth in annoyance.
"Thanks."
He vowed to prepare it himself next time.
The hand stretched out and hung in the air.
Chi Ke suddenly remembered that he had just touched cash, which was not very clean.
He is a mysophobe.
And obsessive compulsive disorder.
Chi Ke looked at Ji Qian expressionlessly and said nothing.
Ji Qian's heart was beating wildly when he was stared at, just like when the head teacher called on him to recite in class. He asked cautiously, "You didn't wash your hands, did you?"
Chi Ke nodded.
Oranges need to be peeled, which is unhygienic and troublesome.
The plum slices are packed in a whole small bag. If you pour them out directly without using your hands, they will make your teeth sour. It is also unsightly and unhygienic.
There were tissues in the car, but Chi Ke was asked to hold them with his hands wrapped in a tissue, which he disliked. He would rather not eat them and fainted.
"Master, do you have any wet wipes left?" The last bit of wet wipes was used up after Ji Qian got in the car, and there was no way to create anything out of thin air at this moment.
The master said, “No more.”
Ji Qian complained: "Why don't you have more in the car?"
The master felt very wronged and glared at him obscurely: "There were some, you just used five or six wet wipes to wipe your hands."
It's like eating paper.
Chi Ke looked at him, not knowing whether to smile or not.
Ji Qian: “.”
What can we do?
He is also a mysophobe!
Ji Qian cleared his throat and moved closer to Chi Ke: "I, I feed you?"
Chi Ke was just about to say no when a motorcycle suddenly flashed past in front of him and the car braked suddenly at the intersection.
His face turned pale, he took a deep breath, and stared at Ji Qian in silence.
Every time he didn't speak, Ji Qian looked into his eyes as if he was doing Chinese reading comprehension.
He went to study abroad in junior high school, so he was not familiar with the test questions and wrote every answer carefully.
Ji Qian: "...Then I fed you?"
Chi Ke curled his lips and said, "Why don't you write an application now and I'll approve it for you."
Ji Qian said, "Hey," and asked, "Eat oranges first?"
Chi Ke: “Sure.”
Mr. Chi was born to be a boss. When he sat there, people felt that serving him was a matter of course.
He peeled a small orange.
Chi Ke watched him peel the orange with struggling eyes.
That's right.
He likes to eat oranges.
But I don’t like eating the orange peels.
When he was a child, his mother always told him that the white silk was good for the body, moistening the lungs and relieving coughs, but he just didn't like to eat it.
It affects the taste too much.
However, you can peel and choose the fruits yourself, but it is too much trouble to let others serve you and still be picky.
But then again, those orange peels are really nasty...
Ji Qian broke off a slice of orange, turned his head, and saw someone's conflicted look.
He paused, sighed, and began to pick the white silk.
Chi Ke was stunned for a moment, then he coughed and said, "I'm not that picky."
What can Ji Qian do?
Ji Qian could only say: "I know, I want to pick it. I have obsessive-compulsive disorder. It makes me uncomfortable to see something on it."
Chi Ke turned his head and smiled silently out the window.
After laughing enough, he said, "Isn't it said that this thing is good for the body?"
"It's not unique. There are similar ones everywhere. Why force yourself to eat something you don't like?" Ji Qian finally picked one clean and handed it to his lips, deliberately coaxing him, "Ah——"
Chi Ke: “.”
Chi Ke glared at him and bit off the small orange segment.
The oranges are not big, but very sweet.
He ate very slowly, but in just a few minutes, the orange was gone.
The strange thing is that I didn’t feel carsick at all at that moment, and my mind was full of little oranges.
When Ji Qian was collecting the peels, he touched the other person's knee with his knee: "I want more."
People who are prone to motion sickness eat too much in the car. Ji Qian asked, "Aren't you uncomfortable?"
Chi Ke shook his head, and Ji Qian peeled another half.
When there was only half of it left, Ji Qian stuffed it into his own mouth to clean it up.
"Here, hold it in your mouth." Ji Qian ended with the last plum slice and felt relieved, thinking that the torture was finally over.
He was about to explode with heat.
A small piece of plum was pinched at the fingertips, and the exposed area was smaller than the nail of the little finger.
Chi Ke looked at the thing and thought for a moment, but still couldn't figure out how to bite it away elegantly and politely.
Perhaps because he had been looking at it for too long, Ji Qian asked, "Don't you want to eat?"
But you still have to eat.
Chi Ke lowered his head, pressed the tip of his tongue against the area not touched by his fingertips, and flexibly picked out the plum slices.
Sour and a little sweet.
Just the right flavor...
"Duang!"
There was a loud bang from the door nearby.
"Hey?" The driver was startled. "What's wrong?"
Chi Ke was also startled and looked sideways in confusion.
"No, it's okay." Ji Qian propped his arms on the pillow on his legs, covered his face with one hand, and looked out the window with an awkward posture. He said stiffly, "It was an accident. It's okay. Don't worry about me."
He looked as if he would never look back, and his gaze almost pierced through the glass.
After a long time, the right hand that was supporting the face finally moved and rubbed the face hard several times.
After wiping his lips with the index finger that had pinched the plum slice, Ji Qian licked his lower lip as if possessed.
The taste is really not——
Hold?
Hold!
When Ji Qian came to his senses, he was scared to death by himself.
...What am I doing?
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