Chapter 438

As soon as she looked at it, she knew that it was something she had done. Before she left, she sorted out the menu and gave it to Emma.

With her head buried, she was silent.

Jing Zhentian snorted: "is your English so poor? Who can do it like this

Joss was stunned. She thought he was going to scold her, but she just said the translation problem. She opened her mouth in surprise and was still a little at a loss.

Jing chihan finished his soup, put down his chopsticks and glanced at the table. His mother, with a deep face, asked, "surprised?"

Xue Ying looks at him and sees the irony in her son's eyes. Her face turns black again.

"The wedding is already in preparation. You are ready. As the family of the man, I hope you will attend."

"No way." Xue Ying gritted her teeth and said coldly in a voice only heard by two people: "Gao Zixuan has returned to China. She is your fiancee and the one appointed by your grandfather. Even if your Father accepts Jos, Jos can only give way with Gao's family."

Jing chihan's face was calm, as if he was against the GAOs, and he didn't care.

"I'm married. I don't think the GAOs want a second married son-in-law." Then he got up and went to the living room.

It's just the Gao family. The Gao family is just beautiful in appearance and decadent in it. He doesn't understand why his mother is so persistent and so fond of a Gao family, even at the expense of

Thinking of what joss had experienced in America, Jing couldn't help but squint.

Xue Ying's estimation is very right. No matter how much she does, he won't really send her to prison.

But did she really think that it was his son that she offended?

As far as he knows, Jing Zhongqing has been doing it for a long time. His good mother only cares about her new love, but doesn't think about it. The appearance of rose with thorns is unscientific.

He didn't want to interfere in this matter. It was up to him, a good mother, to check and balance with Jing Zhongqing.

He believed that she could do it, just as she was cruel to Jos. There was nothing she could do.

His heart was cold. He didn't kiss his family since he was a child. At this moment, this kind of non kiss became even colder and thinner.

Walking to the living room, he took Jos's hand and looked at Shangjing shaking the sky. He said faintly, "I've eaten my meal. I have to go to work tomorrow. Let's go first."

Jing Zhentian frowned: "I'm talking to her."

Jing chihan raised his eyebrows, looked at the menu on the table, and said, "I will train her English, OK?"

The focus of the topic is not English from the beginning to the end!

Jing Zhentian feels that when he talks to his son, he is always angry.

It's really late. Jing zhehan doesn't want to be in the same room with Xue Ying, and doesn't want to stay much longer. He pulls Qiao Si and leaves the gate.

When the door opened and closed, Jing Zhentian looked at Xue Ying: "you are a good son!"

Xue Ying looks ugly, buries her head and doesn't speak.

Jing Zhentian is bored in his heart. He raises his hand and asks Mary to help him back to his room.

Before I left, I took the recipe with me again.

Out of the villa, joss was still a little stunned. She pulled the sleeves of the men around her and murmured, "the president already knows, but he doesn't seem to be very angry. Does this mean that he has accepted me a little?"

"Count it." Jing chihan's casual reply.

"It seems that my efforts have not been in vain, but the president's wife seems to dislike me even more."

The man put his arms around her waist, fished her into his arms, and slowly walked forward: "her opinions are not important."

"It doesn't matter. She's your mother."

"It's just the mother." He said coldly.

What does "just" mean? Joss didn't understand. He frowned and asked him, "you didn't fight just now, did you?"

"No He disdains to quarrel.

Jos saw that he didn't want to talk about it and didn't say much. She could understand Xue Ying's dislike for her. Last time Xue Ying said that Jing chihan had a fiancee long ago. Her appearance hindered them.

That so-called fiancee, joss has never seen, and doesn't know whether it exists or not, but it doesn't prevent her from understanding that Xue Ying really doesn't want her to be with Jing zhehan.

Or it's not that they don't want to be together, it's just that they don't want to use this relationship. They can develop other relationships, such as mistresses.

At the thought of this possibility, joss felt sick.

"What are you thinking?" A man's voice rings in his ear.

Josephine shook his head and said with a smile, "it's OK."

He hugged her a little and said in her ear, "don't think about it. Trust me."

"I believe it." She always believed in him, always.

He laughed, touched her head: "good." The tone was like teasing a small animal.

Joyce was amused by him, patted his hand open, but his face was sweet with curved lips.

Anyway, they are together now, they love each other, that's enough.

***

Meanwhile, in a spacious suburban Church in Florida, the priest solemnly stands under the cross, looks at a couple in front of him and says his oath.

A pair of young foreigners, dressed in holy wedding dresses and suits, look at each other, cross their eyes, wear wedding rings for each other, kiss each other, and clap their relatives and friends around the church.

At the end of the wedding ceremony, the lawn outside was full of buffet shelves, covered with all kinds of cakes.

With a smile on her face, the bride pulled the simple but beautiful bridesmaid to her side and said with a smile, "do you see the man next to Dale? I'm also a Chinese. I'm a friend of the boss of Dell. Last time I met a man with great temperament. Gao, don't you want to talk to him? "

The bridesmaid is an oriental woman. Her slender body looks very small beside the tall bride. Looking from the bride's eyes, Gao Zixuan easily sees the Oriental man who is talking with the groom Dale. He has beautiful facial features, white skin, tall body and long body. Among the Asian men, he is really a very outstanding appearance.

But for these duckweed like affairs, Gao Zixuan never cared.

"I have people I like, you should remember."

The bride hissed: "what if you have someone you like? You can't date only one man all your life, can you? Besides, when you left, didn't your little brother like you? Now that you have a chance, don't miss it. I'll ask Dell to call that handsome guy over. "

Before Gao Zixuan had time to refuse, the bride had already stood on tiptoe and waved.

Dale, the bridegroom, responded quickly and came with the man who had been talking to him.