She even guessed that Jing'an was not willing to let herself think about those things because of her crazy work?

Even if she doesn't want to, she wants Jing'an to face countless times a day.

This is not. At noon, Jiang Lin calls Jing'an again: "sister, are you finished? It's noon. It's time to eat. "

"I'm having dinner with my clients. I may not be able to come back this noon. I can't eat with you." There is a voice of Jing'an.

"Well, I'll leave you dessert when I'm back from work. I'll wait for you in the office of zheng'ge."

"Good." When Jiang Lin hung up, Jing'an put away her mobile phone and smiled apologetically at the person opposite, "I'm sorry, I've kept you waiting."

"It's OK. We don't need to be so polite and strange. I just didn't expect that your change was so great that I never dreamed that the timid, introverted little girl would be the partner of this time. " This time, the object of jing'an-an cooperation is Ming Huan.

Jing'an looked at the people in front of him. Some of them couldn't see his concentrated eyes. He quickly moved away: "you must be hungry. Let's eat first, and then we can talk about other things. Whether it's reminiscing about the past or talking about business, you have to be satisfied. "

"You're right. Eat first. You must be hungry." During the meal, Ming Huan's eyes were always on Jing'an.

Jing'an installation didn't find that kind of eyes, but Minghuan's eyes were too serious. Many times, her tears wanted to go outside, and she quickly held them back. She could only pretend that the food was too spicy, and the tears and flowers came out.

"If you can't eat anything spicy, what else?" Ming Huan looks at Jing'an and pours water for her.

Jing An shakes her head: "I like it."

Ming Huan prefers spicy food, so today's dishes are all ordered according to his taste. He felt that Jing'an had all the things he liked because of this cooperation.

"Is there really no problem?"

"Really, it's spicy, but it's really good."

"I heard that you are married. Now you are Jiang Wenzheng's wife." Ming Huan asked casually, but saw Jing An's body stiff. Although he recovered soon, he noticed.

"Well."

"Since it's all Mrs. Jiang's, why do you have to work so hard?"

"I can't live on the mountain. Though Mrs. Jiang doesn't worry about eating or drinking, what if one day she isn't Mrs. Jiang?"

Ming Huan was stunned and said casually, "is it bad? It's not as simple as you think

Although the outside world is saying how Jiang Wenzheng dotes on his wife, he doesn't think those behaviors are really doting on Jing'an, instead, he pushes her to the fire to bake. Ordinary people will be burned in that place sooner or later.

"It's all OK. I'm having a good time now. How about you? I haven't seen you for many years. You go abroad to school in senior two. I haven't seen you for six or seven years now. " Jing'an's voice suddenly became smaller. "How old is the child?"

When Ming Huan heard this, he suddenly smiled, "there are no girlfriends, no kids from anywhere." At the beginning, he pursued Jing'an, but was rejected by her because of their identity mismatch, and refused to take her abroad for further study.

He regrets it very much now. If he worked hard or didn't hurry to go abroad and stay, maybe it would be another end.