Jiang Zhiting had a deep understanding and suffered a lot of torture in the process of getting along with him.
However, my little girlfriend is usually sweet and coquettish, and occasionally loses her temper and makes a fuss, which is also a very good taste.
If Zhu Huayan really followed Jiang Zhiting's obedient nature in everything, he would probably be tired of her in less than half a month.
After all, Jiang Zhiting has come into contact with too many girlfriends like this.
At this time, he was happy and distressed, and the middle-aged man who was about to turn fifty seemed to feel the delicious taste of love for the first time.
"That's right." Zhu Huayan suddenly remembered something, narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked Jiang Zhiting.
"Have you finished the love lunch I sent you?"
Zhu Huayan cooks for the first time. Although it is to leave a good impression on Jiang Zhiting's son, she will not forget her dear boyfriend.
Jiang Weiche also received a copy of the corn rib soup in the thermos pot from Jiang Zhiting.
Jiang Zhiting looked a little strange when he mentioned the love lunch.
"How do you like it? Is it delicious? This is my first time cooking. When my nanny saw my finished product, she said it must be delicious."
The girl looked proud, as if she had made some great contribution. She held her head high like a proud little swan that only combed its feathers.
She didn't pay attention to Jiang Zhiting's expression, puffed up her cheeks and said a little disappointed:
"I think you and Cheche, two grown men, have huge appetites and didn't even leave any for themselves. Have you finished the love lunch I sent you?"
Listening to his little girlfriend's words, Jiang Zhiting's face became gentle and his voice was doting:
"I'm busy with work and haven't had time to finish the drink. But I just tasted some, and it's very good. Yan Yan is really talented, and she is a little genius in cooking."
The arrogant little swan raised her head even higher, "Then you eat now, don't starve your body just because of work. Lan Lan and I are still half an hour apart, and I can still chat with you."
Jiang Zhiting's expression froze. For the first time, the big boss who had all the power in the company felt embarrassed. But facing Zhu Huayan's beautiful face and charming expression, he couldn't say no.
In the next half hour, under the watchful eye of his girlfriend, Jiang Zhiting finished a bucket of soup, leaving only a few spare ribs uneaten.
"Yan Yan, it's almost time. Shen Lan should be arriving soon. Go ahead. I only have a little bit of soup left. I'll finish it later."
"Okay." Zhu Huayan was a little reluctant, but thinking of her happy plans for the afternoon, she hung up the phone readily.
It was rare for Jiang Zhiting not to be jealous of his girlfriend's "forgetting to see friends". He kept smiling until the phone hung up, then called his secretary and drank several glasses of water.
Time passed quickly, and it was six o'clock in the afternoon.
Jiang Weiche completed the task in hand, packed his things, and prepared to leave the laboratory.
Seeing this, Ren Qiaoyin, who was still immersed in the last question, quickly finished her task in advance and stopped Jiang Weiche who opened the door and was about to walk out.
"Wei Che."
Jiang Weiche stopped and turned to look at Ren Qiaoyin.
Those warm eyes were full of water, and they looked at her so calmly, as if they were gazing at their lover lovingly.
Ren Qiaoyin's face turned slightly red and her words became hesitant.
"You...you helped me again today. It's getting late. I...can I treat you...to dinner?"
Understanding the intention of calling him, Jiang Weiche looked at the watch on his wrist. At 6:03, it was time for dinner.
His voice said: "No, that's just a small thing. I have something to do in the evening, so there's no need to eat."
Then, Jiang Weiche turned around and left, neatly and without any hesitation.
He walked straight to the school parking lot, got into the dark blue Porsche, and held the steering wheel lightly with one hand. In less than half an hour, we arrived at a secluded villa in the countryside.
Entering the hall, Jiang Weiche looked at the scene in front of him and raised his eyebrows slightly.
The sun rises from the west today? The workaholic father was already sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper. He thought he was planning to show up again in the middle of the night.
Oh, that's right, this person is the one pulling the strings today, so of course he has to be there.
However, why didn't the other person see it?
Just as she was mumbling, "Cao Cao, Cao Cao is coming," Zhu Huayan walked out of the kitchen. When she saw Jiang Weiche coming out, she said in an excited voice:
"Auntie, Wei Che is back. Bring all the prepared dishes quickly and get ready for dinner."
Several servants began to arrange the table in an orderly manner, placing sumptuous dishes and exquisite tableware.
"Let's go eat."
Jiang Zhiting didn't wait for his little girlfriend to call him, put down the newspaper in his hand with a wink, and also called his son to come with him.
She is very skilled in handling the servants at home, and she is also very affectionate to Aunt Li, the only one who has taken care of her for more than two years. Does she regard this place as her home?
The old man still spoiled her so much and didn't care what he thought.
Jiang Weiche was a little impatient in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. He walked to the dining table.
The other two people were already seated. They sat in two seats on the same side, leaving him the seat opposite.
Jiang Weiche sat down and without saying hello to them, he picked up his chopsticks and started eating.
You won't be interested in kissing him, and you still have to eat.
At the dinner table, looking at Jiang Weiche's elegant eating style, Zhu Huayan remembered the soup that was delivered at noon and asked.
"Wei Che, have you drank the soup that was delivered to you at noon? How does it taste?"
Jiang Weiche had a gentle and polite face, but his words seemed to have a thorn in them.
"I don't dare to drink the soup sent by ghosts and monsters. I don't care about my father's face, so the soup and the thermos bucket were all sent into the trash can."
After speaking, he glanced provocatively at Jiang Zhiting.
As a result, he saw a look of envy in the eyes of the person being provoked.
'Sick! There's something wrong with my eyes. I've had dizziness several times today. '
Jiang Weiche looked away, feeling numb in his heart.
"how could you do this!"
The anger in Zhu Huayan's heart was burning brightly. If it weren't for Zhiting's sake, she wouldn't take the initiative to give people soup.
The girl's lips were tightly closed, with tears in her eyes, looking extremely aggrieved.
Jiang Weiche felt a little guilty: why did he involve others in the conflict between him and his father? Did he go too far this time?
But before he could say a few soft words, someone coaxed him unprincipledly. Jiang Zhiting softened his voice and comforted softly:
"Wei Che has no taste. Forget it if he doesn't like to drink. You don't have to give it to him next time I cook. I like to drink. The soup made by Yan Yan is very delicious, better than any five-star restaurant I've ever tasted."
The soup delivered at noon was full of color and aroma. He believed it when it said it was delicious, but Jiang Weiche didn't believe it when it said it could rival countless five-star restaurants.
He doesn't believe it, but some people do.
Aunt Li, the nanny who brought dessert to Zhu Huayan, happened to hear the conversation and nodded in agreement with her husband:
"Miss I wish you a really good first time cooking. The color is beautiful, the aroma is fragrant, and the taste is definitely good. Miss I wish you are very talented in cooking."
