Cheng Xi was not afraid if Zhou Jingchen called Xi'er at any time, but she was afraid of calling Xi'er when she was on a blind date with a man.
There is a warning tease.
Eerie.
He asked straightforwardly and without mercy. Ye Bonan was caught off guard and did not answer the question for a while.
Zhou Jingchen smiled intriguingly, "General Manager Ye has a great vision, and Xi'er is not bad either. The Zhou family has raised her as the apple of their eye for six years. Unless General Manager Ye wants the Nine Heavens Fairy, she is not worthy of you."
Ye Bonan frowned, realizing that Zhou Jingchen was coming with bad intentions. However, Zhou Jingchen's reputation in the industry has always been that he is not easy to get along with. However, because of his strong professional ability, his peers dared to be angry but dare not speak out.
"It's not about whether they are worthy or not, it's just about whether they are suitable or not."
Zhou Jingchen untied his cufflinks, rolled them up, and said in a nonchalant tone, "Does Mr. Ye think it's appropriate?"
Ye Bonan seemed to be analyzing it carefully, but also seemed to be a gentleman to the woman, giving the blind date three points of respect as an official courtesy, "It's suitable at the moment."
"As long as it's suitable." Zhou Jingchen glanced at her with a salty look, "If the Zhou family and the Ye family get married, it will be a good story."
Cheng Xi's hand holding the pipa unconsciously tightened. Every word he said made her heart beat with fear.
"Jingchen loves this sister the most." Mrs. Zhou played a Dongfeng and caught a Yaoji. She was usually unhappy because of her bad luck. Now she smiled and said, "We really got married, so Jing I am Bonan’s uncle.”
Zhou Jingchen chuckled, passed Ye Bonan, and walked towards Cheng Xi, "What are you singing?"
"I sang "Qinhuai Scenery"!" Wen Zhi was happy, "Miss Cheng speaks Suzhou dialect wonderfully and plays the music well."
"'Qinhuai Scene'?" Zhou Jingchen stretched out his hand and plucked a string unexpectedly. The pipa trembled in Cheng Xi's arms, and his wrist brushed her collar as if absentmindedly.
It was cold outside, his skin was cold, and the box was dry. When it was cold and hot, Cheng Xi shivered worse than Pipa.
Zhou Jingchen was tall, blocking the sight of the ladies behind him and Ye Bonan. He deliberately threw a handkerchief on the ground, bent down to pick it up, brushed his lips against her cheek, slowly moved to her ears, and spoke at a volume that only he and she could hear clearly. , "You seemed to be made of water that day, flooding into a puddle in my arms, and trembling like this."
Cheng Xi's hands tightened suddenly.
He had never been so naked and ridiculous.
Zhou Jingchen in peacetime is completely two people.
He added, "I had diarrhea twice in total, once on the hotel bed and once in my car. It was a lot and very embarrassing."
"Bata" the strings broke.
The man looked at her fingers expressionlessly, his delicate fingertips turning green and white.
He immediately grabbed her wrist and asked, "Did it get cut?"
She pulled out and calmed her rapid breathing, "No."
Zhou Jingchen straightened his back.
"Have you studied Suzhou Pingtan?"
Cheng Xi smacked her fingertips, and the string collapsed in an instant. The elasticity was so strong that it made her feel numb and painful.
"I've only learned this one."
She indeed only studied "The Scenery of Qinhuai".
I learned it from Zhou Jingchen.
He can speak Suzhou dialect.
It’s not that I have to sing to him, but I like to learn what he knows when I was top of him.
It's sustenance.
It seemed very close to him.
The waiter then added two leather armchairs, a pot of scented tea and "Beijing Eight Pieces" snacks.
"Xi'er, bring tea to your brother Jingchen and Bai Nan." Mrs. Zhou winked.
She knew that Cheng Xi was shy and Ye Bonan talked little, not to mention that he couldn't lose face in the presence of women. Since he came on his own initiative, she urged Cheng Xi to take the initiative as well.
Cheng Xi put down the pipa, walked to the dining table, poured two cups of tea, placed them on the tray, and turned around.
Zhou Jingchen was sitting by the window, taking off his coat and opening his shirt collar casually. The slanting sunlight enveloped him in a vague way, and his whole person felt relaxed and noble.
Not so fierce anymore.
Ye Bonan was on his left, and the atmosphere was clearly not harmonious. They ignored each other except for a last resort greeting.
Cheng Xi first gave Ye Bonan a drink.
Zhou Jingchen rubbed the strap of his watch and waited patiently for his drink.
At this moment in the Shura Field, Cheng Xi's legs seemed to be filled with lead, and it was extremely difficult to take a single step.
With a gap of one meter, she lingered for half a minute.
"Brother Jingchen." Cheng Xi addressed him politely in public.
Zhou Jingchen's smile was superficial, not reaching the bottom of his eyes, and it didn't affect the slightest emotion. "What gift did you give Bonan when we first met?"
Cheng Xi was startled.
Today's meeting was an impromptu meeting by Ye Bonan, and she didn't bring any small gifts at all.
"There is no reason for a woman to give a gift." Ye Bonan put down the teacup and took out a small box from the pocket of his windbreaker, "It's not an expensive gift, Cheng Xi."
When she was about to refuse, Mrs. Zhou helped, "Xi'er, Bonan's wishes cannot be refused."
Ye Bonan knew what she was thinking and explained specifically, "Don't feel pressured. This is the man's etiquette. It doesn't mean anything."
Cheng Xi then took the box and opened it face to face.
It is a small and transparent jade pendant.
The matching necklace is very exquisite.
She closed the lid and said, "I'm not prepared."
"It doesn't matter." Ye Bonan looked like a tough guy. He probably didn't want to scare her. He kept his voice gentle and low, "We'll make up for it when we have the chance to meet."
"Does Mr. Ye smoke?" Zhou Jingchen suddenly asked.
Ye Bonan tilted his head and stared at him, "You can just smoke one."
When talking to him, Ye Bonan's voice became much tougher.
Zhou Jingchen took out a cigarette and threw the cigarette case to Ye Bonan.
The hand holding the cigarette rested on the edge of the chair back, not smoking.
Ye Bonan tilted his head and took out one, but didn't smoke it.
When a man meets a man on an occasion, he will either toast him with a glass of wine or pass him a cigarette, which is considered the social process.
Zhou Jingchen has a small addiction to smoking, and Ye Bonan seems to have a similar addiction.
Mrs. Zhou thought she didn't have the tools to start a fire, so she opened the tea set mat and took out a lighter, "You can smoke as long as you want, we don't mind."
She said to Mrs. Ye, "Huaikang occasionally smokes when he works overtime."
Wives always agree when complaining about their husbands, "Lao Ye smokes more frequently. He has many classes and is very refreshing. The study room at home is full of smoke every day."
Cheng Xi took a lighter and stood in front of Ye Bonan.
Huiyuan is a tea restaurant with a per capita of RMB 1,500, and the small items in the wing are also high-end. Cheng Xi has never used such a complicated lighter, and it slipped for a long time without any movement.
