As soon as Qiao Wan got into the taxi, He Jiezhen's call came in.
She didn't want to answer, but she was afraid that something might happen to He Jiezhen, who was recuperating in the hospital, so she pressed the answer button as soon as possible.
"Wanwan, mom misses you."
Before she could speak, He Jiezhen's laughter sounded in her ears.
Based on her understanding of He Jiezhen, she immediately guessed that He Jiezhen was plotting against her, "I'm not very smart, so don't beat around the bush with me, just tell the truth."
"Mrs. Tao came to the hospital to see me this morning. As we were chatting, we talked about you. Mrs. Tao's family has a nephew who is four years older than you. He has no choice in appearance or height—"
"Save it! I have already said that I will focus on work in the past few years."
She interrupted He Jiezhen impatiently.
"Listen to what I have to say before making a decision." He Jiezhen was very patient this time. "The blind date that Mrs. Tao introduced you to is none other than Ye Zhifu's son, the only heir to the Ye family."
"Ye Yanchi?" Qiao Wan blurted out.
"Yes, it's Ye Yanchi." He Jiezhen's laughter hurt Qiao Wan's ears.
"Among the rich and famous families in Jiangcheng, apart from the Song family, there is only one Ye family. If no man in the Song family is good, the Ye family will be different.
Ye Yanchi is a talented person and has only one younger sister. There will definitely be no bloody farce like brothers fighting each other in the future.
Ye Zhifu and his wife are kind-hearted people, unlike some people who act recklessly just because they have money. Wanwan, mother has made arrangements for you. At 6:30 tonight, private room No. 1 of Fu Mansion. "
Qiao Wan was worrying about how to stay with Song Jinnan. He Jiezhen's nagging made her upset, and she said, "You can go if you like, but I won't go."
"You were so emotional on the previous blind dates that you refused to go. This time you have to go!" He Jiezhen's voice suddenly rose, "Otherwise, I will not recognize you as my daughter!"
"In the past ten years, apart from paying my tuition, have you ever taken care of me?" Qiao Wan retorted, "Listen carefully, I am not planning to have another boyfriend in my life, and getting married has nothing to do with me! Don't do that in the future. Don’t bother me again with blind dates!”
He Jiezhen wanted to say something more, but Qiao Wan had already hung up the phone.
When she was thirteen years old, great changes occurred in her family. Her father, who loved her most, passed away suddenly. Within three months, He Jiezhen remarried and she lived with her aunt for ten years.
It was from that time that she became sensitive and thoughtful.
Whenever someone of the opposite sex has a slight affection for her, she can always detect it and nip it in the bud.
In just two days, Ye Yanchi had appeared in her world in different ways. She knew that this was no accident.
The car drove into Jiuheyuan. After entering the elevator, she sent a message to Song Jinnan: I'm at the door.
When she actually stood at the door, Song Jinnan didn't make any reply.
After knocking on the door, there was no one.
She came under the guise of carrying luggage, but actually she came to see Song Jinnan and put on a bitter show of not wanting to be broken up with.
If Song Jinnan is not here, who will she perform for?
After thinking about it, she decided that since she was here, she would go in first to get clothes and daily necessities, and if she missed a small and inconspicuous item, she could find a chance to come back later.
Opening the door, a strong smell of smoke and sandalwood hit me.
Song Jinnan was sitting on the balcony of the living room drinking tea.
"So you're here. I just sent you a message and knocked on the door. Why didn't you answer the door?" Qiao Wan was startled when she saw him and asked, covering her heart.
Song Jinnan wore black, a black shirt, black trousers, and shiny black leather shoes, which was restrained and dazzling.
He was playing with a high-quality bone china tea cup in his right hand, with a faint and distant smile on his lips.
His eyes fell on Qiao Wan. Qiao Wan had the illusion that his thoughts were being seen through, and he forced out a stiff smile in his panic.
Song Jinnan had already approached her and leaned in her ear, "You know the door lock code, why do you still knock on the door? Why don't you just come in?"
The distance between their cheeks was only a few millimeters. Qiao Wan knew that the opportunity had come. She put her arms around Song Jinnan's waist and pressed her head tightly against his chest. Her tears fell like broken beads.
Qiao Wan studied broadcasting and hosting. She took an acting class during her freshman year. After all these years, she could squeeze out a few tears at this moment. She still admired her acting talent.
"Song Jinnan, let me hug you again, just for a while-"
Her eyes are filled with the sadness of life and death, and she perfectly interprets a love-minded woman.
Song Jinnan let her hold him, his hands froze in the air, and looked at the woman under his eyes with interest, "Which song is this, huh?"
It is said that too much words lead to wasted words, but at this time, she felt that she should cherish words like gold.
She buried her whole face in Song Jinnan's coat, and her sobs turned into silence.
Song Jinnan took out a fold of paper towels from the table and stuffed it into her hand, "If you keep crying like this, I'll feel guilty. Go wash your face first."
"I won't cause trouble for you. Pack your bags and leave immediately." Her voice was hoarse from crying, and she took the initiative to come out of Song Jinnan's arms.
But one hand fell on Song Jinnan's brow bone and moved down gently, the bridge of his nose, his lips, and finally stopped on his Adam's apple.
This is Song Jinnan's sensitive area.
Since crying can't move this man, then use the most primitive way to conquer him!
The moment her fingers covered the man's Adam's apple, the madness in her bones was about to break out.
He pushed her hard against the entrance hall and attacked the city.
There is no prelude.
She tried her best to please him.
When the clouds and rain stopped, her legs became weak and she collapsed on the floor.
The affair was so intense that she never left the entrance hall from the beginning to the end. The hem of her skirt and Song Jinnan's trousers had long been stained with water.
Song Jinnan carried her from the floor to the sofa, leaned over and held her head, "Do you want me to think about you?"
She naturally knew the meaning of this sentence, but at this time she was still addicted to the ultimate illusion just now, and it was difficult to even breathe.
After a short silence, she looked at the man in front of her with blushing cheeks and murmured softly: "I missed you."
"You really don't mind Jiang Weishu spending the night here last night?" Song Jinnan's eyes were deep, with doubts that she couldn't see.
"I mind, I mind very much." Her acting skills suddenly improved, and her eye circles turned red again, "If possible, I hope you belong to me only, but this idea is too ridiculous. You have Miss Liang, Secretary Jiang, and now you have another one. My blind date, Anchor Ye, who am I?”
Song Jinnan smiled playfully and was about to speak when a call on his cell phone suddenly rang.
Seeing that it was assistant Ji Tian, he didn't avoid Qiao Wan and pressed the answer button.
"Mr. Song, what's wrong, Mrs. Bai took people to Jiang Weishu's house. Not only did she smash everything in the room, she also beat Jiang Weishu!"
Song Jinnan frowned deeply, "What's the situation now?"
"Madam hit Jiang Weishu in the face, very hard. The attending doctor said -" Ji Tian said with fear, "there is a possibility of disfigurement."
