Jiang Xiaorou was almost pissed off by her master. Her heart pounded and almost exploded. Fortunately, she understood her master and knew that he was doing it for her own good, otherwise Jiang Xiaorou would really be angry.
"Anyway, no matter what you say, I will go to work in the group. If you have the ability, don't assign me any work." Jiang Xiaorou said stubbornly. She would not leave when her master was the busiest and needed her the most!
Jiang Xiaorou believes in her own abilities, and only she can help her master.
Jing Muchen didn't say anything else. He knew Xiaorou was angry. His original intention was just to let Xiaorou rest instead of making her unhappy. In that case, he didn't say much. As long as she was happy, everything was fine.
Half an hour later.
The car stopped outside the villa where Shen Yancheng lived. Jiang Xiaorou got out of the car and went in by herself. Jing Muchen did not drive away immediately, but waited until Xiaorou went in before leaving.
When Jing Muchen returned home, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.
Seeing that the light in Jiang Mengmeng's room was still on, he went to check the door, wanting to chat with him.
"Come in." Jiang Mengmeng said.
Jing Muchen walked in. It was his first time entering Jiang Mengmeng's boudoir. He had never been there before and he had no habit of entering a girl's room casually.
Jiang Mengmeng's room smells sweet, with a faint fragrance in the air. The things in the bedroom are arranged in an orderly manner. You can tell at a glance that she is a person who knows how to live.
Jing Muchen walked in. Standing in the bedroom, he didn't know where to sit.
Jiang Mengmeng was stunned for a moment, then quickly got up and moved a small stool over. She asked Jing Muchen to sit on her bed while she sat on the stool herself. At this moment, Jiang Mengmeng looked like a child who had made a mistake and was being criticized by Jing Muchen.
But he wasn't criticizing her! They were both adults and equals.
"Do you know how I met your mother?" Jing Muchen did not ask directly, but started chatting with Jiang Mengmeng first.
Jiang Mengmeng nodded.
"You mentioned it to me last time when we were drinking." Jiang Mengmeng gestured with her hands.
She remembered every word Jing Muchen said in her heart, remembering it seriously and not daring to forget it.
Jing Muchen glanced at Jiang Mengmeng and found that she was a little nervous. This was not the right way to chat.
"Would you like to drink?" Jing Muchen said.
He wanted to drink with Jiang Mengmeng again, but he seemed to have forgotten that Jiang Mengmeng could drink a lot, even more than him.
"Yeah." Jiang Mengmeng nodded.
She thought it was Jing Muchen who wanted to drink because Sister Jiang Xiaorou was pregnant with Shen Yancheng's child. Jing Muchen must be feeling uncomfortable!
"I'll get it."
Jing Muchen stood up and brought in the wine and glasses. The two of them started drinking in Jiang Mengmeng's bedroom, one glass or two at a time. There was no food to go with the wine, only the red wine in the glasses.
A whole bottle of red wine was drunk, and Jiang Mengmeng and Jing Muchen's faces were glowing red. Jiang Mengmeng usually had a good alcohol tolerance, but tonight she felt a little drunk. Maybe she was not really drunk, but Jing Muchen was too handsome at this moment. Even if the wine didn't make you drunk, you would be drunk by yourself!
She was drunk and smiling foolishly, looking innocent and like a silly girl.
"Jiang Mengmeng, although I felt that you supported her the first time I saw you, and the dishes you cooked also have her taste." Jing Muchen supported himself on the table with one hand, looking at Jiang Mengmeng with a smile.
Oh my god, his eyes are so alluring! If Jiang Mengmeng hadn't been so strong, Jing Muchen would have hooked her soul away.
"Actually, I met her several times when I was a child, and I still have some impression of her. She would come to my house at that time, and I learned to cook from her. She was very patient in teaching me. But I didn't know she was my mother at the time. If I had known, I would definitely cherish the time I spent with her." Jiang Mengmeng gestured with her hands.
Yes! That time was so short and beautiful, just like air, which you can’t grasp with your hands, but you need it so much.
"Did you not know how to speak when you were a child? Or did you stop speaking later?" Jing Muchen asked.
He finally found the right opportunity to ask Jiang Mengmeng this question. The next second, the expression on Jiang Mengmeng's face changed. Every time someone asked her this question, some bad images would appear in her mind.
Those images were the reason why she couldn't speak, and they were also what she least wanted to think about. She began to lose her composure, holding her head with both hands, her mind felt like it was about to explode.
She began to sweat, began to panic, and began to scream. At this moment, she was completely different from the usual Jiang Mengmeng, which made people feel distressed and at a loss.
"Jiang Mengmeng? Jiang Mengmeng?"
Jing Muchen stretched out his hand, originally just wanting to pat her and tell her not to dwell on the pain of the past, but Jiang Mengmeng seemed to have hallucinations, and she pushed Jing Muchen away.
Jing Muchen felt the force that Jiang Mengmeng used to push him away. It was very strong. Her body was resisting, but she was definitely not resisting him, but something else.
So, what is she resisting?
"Jiang Mengmeng, Jiang Mengmeng, wake up. What happened in the past is over. Don't think about it. Don't be controlled by the past. See clearly where you are and take a good look." Jing Muchen said.
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