Chapter 400

Name:Why we meet so late Author:芳苓
I'm trying to get away from him, that's why I'm so perfunctory with him.

However, the strange thing is that although he threatened me with a knife, after this meal, I suddenly didn't hate Jiang Bao so much. At least, I think this person is rude but sincere. It's just that sincerity is too much to bear.

I couldn't argue, but Jiang Bao finally bought the bill. I took him back to where he lived. Jiang Bao lives in an antique shop. He said that he had no money to buy a house because he had set up an antique shop. In recent years, the house price in Xicheng has been exorbitantly high.

"Song Yao, if you like, let me the house you live in. I know that you are a little rich woman. You have several houses, villas, apartments and a private peach grove in Xicheng. That's enough. "

I twist my eyebrows. Jiang Bao follows me? How else do you know so clearly?

Seeing me looking at him suspiciously, he quickly shut up. When I got to the door of the antique shop, I told him to get out of the car, because I had an important thing to do, that is, to see Luo Weisen. In a hurry, I wanted to give Jiang Bao's hair to him and let him test it by himself, so that the truth would come out.

Ha ha, it's all like this. I'm still very concerned about lowerson's affairs. I can't help thinking about him. I really can't help it.

Back in the peach grove, as soon as the car was parked, I called him. But his cell phone rarely turned off, I do not know what is important. I just want to send a wechat reminder, but think about it, there is no need, such an important thing, or to call, and then face to face to him.

I went into the house and the kitchen was delicious. I know. This is Xie Ying cooking. Recently, because she was not working, she devoted herself to the study of cooking. Her cooking level is really good. To be honest, she is better than my mother. I love to eat chicken curry rice made by Xie Ying, crucian carp with scallion and Dongpo meat with brown sauce. Every night, I eat a lot of food, although depressed, but in weight is increased.

To my surprise, not only Xie Ying but also he Zhongyu and my mother are busy in the kitchen.

I think it's weird that the three of them work together.

I watched Xie Ying cook fish, my mother gave her a hand, and he Zhongyu carried a soy sauce bottle to add seasoning to her. Looking at these, my heart has a little unspeakable emotion. Just at this time, he Zhongyu looked back at me before my mother. His eyes, still shining on my eagerness and expectations. It's really hard for me. If it wasn't for me, I believe that he and Xie Ying will certainly be able to rub out feelings.

My mom turned back“ Yao Yao, it's good for you to come back. Hurry up, wash your hands and eat. "

I was a little embarrassed: "I ate it, outside."

"Oh."

My mother took a look at he Zhongyu, motioned him to wash his hands, followed me out of the kitchen, came out to talk. I'm kind of at a loss.

Xie Ying glanced at me, deliberately satirized me: "she ah, although people come back, but the soul is not. He Zhongyu, if you have the ability, just learn from Zhong Kui and catch song Yao's soul. Don't let her be haunted all day. "

Although already want to open, but Xie Ying's tone is still with jealousy. However, there is still concern in the jealousy.

He Zhongyu seems to smile at Xie Ying. There was a little guilt and kindness in that smile. Xie Ying stares at him on purpose: "I say you this person? How can I remind you? "

Xie Ying is really pushing he Zhongyu out.

But my mother changed her mind and told me to wait and let he finish the meal. After dinner, I went out with him. It seems that Xie Ying told my mother about he Zhongyu's proposal to me. My mother is worried that I can't get married. She doesn't expect Luo Weisen any more, so she wants me to marry he Zhongyu.

For my mother's kindness, I am very helpless.

But I don't want to blow he Zhongyu's face. He came here today, just waiting for my reply. I will be a horizontal heart: "OK, then go to the park nearby for a walk, not in the peach forest."

I know that although Xie Ying pretends not to care at all, she still cares about he Zhongyu. I want to leave he Zhongyu in the peach grove. Xie Ying looks down but doesn't look up. It's a kind of torture for her.

He Zhongyu agreed. I found that Xie Ying also breathed a sigh of relief.