Chapter 1048

If it wasn't for George Sheng who did good deeds behind his back and didn't keep his name, the fire would not have burned to the Dong family, and Dang Yi wouldn't have been so happy at the meeting today. He didn't mean to praise George Sheng in front of song Yuanqing.

In a good mood, Dang Yi wanted to be better, so he called dangzhen, and the other party got through. He laughed like a grumpy daughter slave, and his voice was mellow. He asked, "Yuanyuan, are you busy?"

Dangzhen voice as usual, lukewarm way back: "OK."

Dang Yi said, "are you at work or at home?"

"At home."

"Oh, that's just right. I'll pass by later. If you are free, I'll go up and see you."

Speaking of this, Dang Zhen couldn't refuse and said, "come on."

Only three words is enough for Dang Yi to be happy. Hang up the phone and ask someone to prepare a car. First, go to an old shop in Yecheng to buy Dang Zhen's favorite preserved fruit. She doesn't like sweet food very much, but she always likes to eat preserved fruit and only eats it.

In the early years, Dang Yi wanted to take her fancy and bought many kinds of sweets for her, but she didn't care. Later she asked, but she said she just liked the taste of her childhood.

It's not so much taste as memory. When I was a child, I had very little food, no matter what I ate or played with, even if I was born in the party's family. But this "no other choice" has become today's "three thousand weak waters, only one scoop.".

Dang Yi went to the store and picked out Dang Zhen's favorite preserved fruit. The driver helped him open the door. He bent down and sat in. When the car was moving smoothly, the driver laughed and chatted with him, "your recent relationship with the second lady can only be described as a sudden rush in."

When Dang Yi heard the speech, he had a smile in his eyes, "right?"

"Yes, you've been to the second lady's house for the second time this month."

In the end, Dang Yi raised his lips and raised his eyebrows. Although it is normal for an ordinary father to visit his daughter, the situation in his family is not ordinary after all.

"She is in a good mood," said Dang Yi

"It seems that miss two likes her new friend very much," said the driver

Dang Yi let out a sigh of relief. At the same time, he also had some taste of food, which was his status in the eyes of his daughter.

The driver said: "you see, if you relax a little, the relationship between you and the second lady will be eased. When the second lady has more friends, you may find someone you like one day."

Dang Yi's first reaction is that who is suitable for Dang Zhen in George Sheng's circle. First of all, Yuanbao and Tong Hao must not be able to. They are the people who lick blood on the edge of the knife. To put it mildly, if there is no tomorrow today, Dang Zhen agrees and he can't agree. Except for these two single people, the rest are like Ruan Boyan, who is engaged in cultural business at home. Shao Yitong has chosen them. Chang Bin's son is also of the right age, Chang Bin's hair is white because of the trouble with Diana.

That's right. Dang Yi has already asked people to find out the people she may meet, but there is no suitable person. "Take your time, I'll help her find some."

At the door of dangzhen's house, Dang Yi rang the doorbell. She opened the door and let him in. First she said "sit down," and then she said, "I'll go to the kitchen."

Looking at her walking quickly to the kitchen, Dang Yi was really surprised. This daughter, from head to toe, has no place like an official lady. Except that she doesn't touch Yangchun water, let alone cook, she has no interest in food. Eating is just to live.

So when Dang Zhen goes into the kitchen, Dang Yi looks at her curiously. When she comes near, she finds that she is standing in front of the steamer, concentrating and carefully putting a plate on the curtain. Seeing this, Dang Yi says, "I'll come, I'll come, be careful..."

Dang Zhen didn't give the plate to him. After all, she trembled and put it on the plate. Dang Yi looked at the dumplings on the plate and said, "how do you want to do it?"

Dang Zhen turned on the fire and covered the pot as if she had finished a table full of satisfaction. She said aloud, "steamed dumplings."

Dang Yi smiles, "you can even make dumplings?"

Dang Zhen subconsciously said: "last time I had dinner, Yuanbao told me..." halfway through, she paused for a moment, took back her happy expression and said, "a friend told me."

Seeing this, Dang Yi said in a voice, "I know Yuanbao."

Dang Zhen immediately lifted her eyes and was not without vigilance. Knowing what she was thinking, Dang Yi had to explain in a voice: "I know he is half of the Qiao family, and Georges Sheng is the son-in-law of a colleague who has a good relationship with me. I didn't disturb your friend, at most I mentioned it when I was chatting with my friend. "

Dang Yi did not deny it completely, but he could not directly admit that he had checked Yuanbao, so as not to offend dangzhen.

He was half true and half false. Dang Zhen didn't know whether she believed or didn't care much. She just said, "Song Yuanqing?"

Dang Yi said, "do you still know him?"

Dang Zhen replied, "I met Song Xi, and she asked me to come out for dinner when I was free."

Dang Yi smiles, "if you like, you can walk more."

When Dang Zhen didn't pick up the words, Dang Yi picked them up and said, "what are you painting recently?"

"Fairy tales."

"Fairy tales?"

Instead of staying in the kitchen, they went to her studio one after the other. On Dang Zhen's desk, there were many well drawn and half finished pictures, square, each of which was 40 cm long. Dang Yi picked up two of them, on which were two black and white dragons, and on which were two children, a man and a woman, and two black and white dragons.

Every time Dang Shuai came to dangzhen, he was like a curious old man. He was surprised at everything. Now he asked, "how do you think of painting fairy tales?"

Dang Zhen said: "Song Xi had some postpartum depression before. She wanted to send her something to make her feel better."

Dang Yi said: "I like such a beautiful painting, and she will like it."

When they chatted in the studio for about ten to twenty minutes, Dang Yi raised his head and said to Dang Zhen, "do you smell anything?"

Dang Zhen sat behind her desk, just wanted to say no, but she also smelled it. Three seconds later, she immediately stood up and went to the kitchen.

The water in the steamer has been dried long ago. A choking white smoke rises over the kitchen, and the dumplings in the steamer taste like barbecue.

Originally, Dang Zhen wanted to show her hand in front of Dang Yi to prove that she lived a "delicate" life. However, looking at the pot that was about to catch fire, Dang Yi rushed up first to turn off the fire, and then put the pot down into the sink with her gloves. If she did, she would be in a hurry.

Rao is so, Dang Yi looked at the dumpling, or said: "take a pair of chopsticks to me."

"Why?" Dang Zhen asked

Dang Yi said, "my daughter cooks for the first time. I have to give her face."

Dang Zhen stood in the same place, and her expression didn't seem to have any emotional change. However, she was sad in her heart. She didn't treat him well these years, and she knew it in her heart.

Looking at Dang Yi staring at the plate of choking dumplings and wondering which way to start, Dang Zhen couldn't bear it. She sighed secretly and said, "are you free?"

Dang Yi turned to Dang Zhen and said, "there's a restaurant downstairs. I'll treat you to dinner."

Naturally, Dang Yi was free. They put on their coats and went downstairs together. As they were walking across the street, they heard someone call out: "Dang Zhen."

Dang Zhen and Dang Yi turn their heads at the same time, but they see a car parked two meters away behind them. The window of the driver's seat is down. A warm and beautiful face is wearing a white mohair sweater, and the slight fluff caresses his straight and strong clavicle. It's two extreme collisions, but only the right one is left on him.

The man got out of the car and came. Dang Zhen's eyes were smiling and he cried out: "Yuanbao."