Chapter 2912

Who would have imagined that on a busy street, people come and go, and a woman with no strength to tie the chicken is wrapped in tape and stands dumbfounded at the door of a fried chicken store?

Jiang Xiaomi has sharp eyes, and when she saw that some of the people watching the lively around took out their mobile phones to take pictures and videos, she ran to the car.

Li Xiaojia quickly chased after him.

At the window of the fried chicken shop, a hand stretched out: "Hey, fried chicken, no more fried chicken."

When he got into the car, Jiang Xiaomi removed the tape from his head in three strokes, and pulled off a lot of hair during the process, baring his teeth in pain.

"Are you sick!"

Li Xiaojia said silently, "You said it."

"What did I say?" Jiang Xiaomi's breath was knotted out of anger: "You don't understand what's wrong?"

Li Xiaojia said aggrievedly: "I always follow orders."

"Which employer have you seen giving such an order? Think about it, please?"

Li Xiaojia looked at Jiang Xiaomi's shortness of breath from the rearview mirror, and whispered, "I'm sorry."

Jiang Xiaomi turned his head to the side: "walk around, drive."

The car moved forward slowly, and after merging into the traffic flow, a car on the opposite side of the road slowly rose up the window.

To be honest, Du Lie didn't mean to follow. He was worried that Li Xiaojia wouldn't be able to handle it, so he followed quietly.

However, Du Lie was able to 'the prophet of the unknown' thanks to Lou Tianqin's secret reminder.

Until now, Du Lie couldn't figure out how his young master guessed that the young lady was about to become a demon.

"Hey, Master, it's me."

Lou Tianqin leisurely put his legs on the desk, playing with the pen in one hand and holding the phone in the other: "What's the situation?"

"Young master is really clever, and the young lady really went to the fried chicken shop, but Li Xiaojia didn't tell her to succeed."

When Jiang Xiaomi brought Li Xiaojia back, Lou Tianqin saw that this kid was extraordinary, and now it is confirmed that he really did not miss the point.

"By the way, how did you do what you were asked to do?" Lou Tianqin asked.

"I have informed Chen Ziqi's stepmother and told her that Chen Ziqi is in northern Europe."

In order to maintain Chacha, Jiang Xiaomi always said that he was gluttonous and caused problems with his body. Lou Tianqin didn't say anything on the surface, but he found Chen Ziqi behind his back, and sent him to prison with Chen Baijiao. turned out.

If Chen Ziqi simply seeks Lou Tianqin for revenge, Lou Tianqin can ignore her because she is a woman, but she shouldn't, and hit Jiang Xiaomi with a bad idea.

This was something Lou Tianqin couldn't bear no matter what.

Du Lie checked everything out, Chen Ziqi's stepmother kept an eye on them and their mother and daughter, mainly because of money. If the other party is not strong enough and the pursuit is unsuccessful, Lou Tianqin doesn't mind helping.

On the other side, Park Shixun also gave William an order: "You go and find a way to let her eat this."

He nodded. "Okay. I'll go right away."

...

Yuewen Group

At noon, Jiang Xiaomi held the lunch box reluctantly and sat at the desk in fear.

At this moment, placed in front of her are a bunch of small green vegetables, a box of vegetarian abalone, a box of winter melon soup, and a box of stewed beef, without soy sauce coloring, white flowers.

Looking at the contents of this clear soup with little water, Jiang Xiaomi irritably opened the calendar, calculating how long it would take to lift the ban. Seeing this, she felt even more desperate.

Countdown to five months and seventeen days.

Woo woo, uncomfortable, want to cry.

Jiang Xiaomi stood up abruptly. She couldn't sit still like this anymore. Today, the king and Lao Tzu came, and he couldn't stop her.

With a click, Jiang Xiaomi opened the door from the inside, face to face with classmate Xiao Jia outside the door, nose to nose.

The two stared at each other for a while, and Li Xiaojia asked, "Young mistress, are you going out?"

Jiang Xiaomi pursed his lips. He was still fighting high, but suddenly he was a little lacking in confidence: "I... I went out for a walk, the air conditioner was blowing too much, and it was uncomfortable."

Li Xiaojia took out his mobile phone expressionlessly and opened the weather forecast app: "It's thirty-eight degrees outside, young lady, are you sure you want to go out?"

As long as she is asked to eat a delicious bite, let alone thirty-eight degrees, even if it is eighty-three degrees, she doesn't care.

But the problem is that Li Xiaojia's anti-reconnaissance ability is too strong, and it is a big project to get rid of him.

Jiang Xiaomi thinks about his own strength, and then thinks about Li Xiaojia's strength, and simply a showdown.

"I want to go out and get some sausages to eat. I'm really fading out of my mouth."

Li Xiaojia did not refuse immediately, but turned on his mobile phone and searched for the ingredients of the powder sausage. When he found something irritating in it, he shook his head: "I can't eat it."

"Malatang, Sanxian pot bottom."

"This one doesn't work either. Malatang is similar to hot pot."

"What about fried rice?"

"Fried rice is too greasy and not suitable."

"Wontons, I can eat wontons!"

Li Xiaojia said without hesitation, "There are green onion, shrimp, rice and mustard in the wontons, oh yes, and meat oil."

Jiang Xiaomi slanted and almost fell to the ground. She looked at Li Xiaojia sadly: "I brought you back to protect me, not against me."

Li Xiaojia immediately panicked and quickly defended himself: "Young mistress, isn't this for your health? If you don't avoid eating, when will this disease get better? Just be patient, just half a year, after half a year you still don't want to eat anything. What to eat?"

Jiang Xiaomi complained loudly: "If it goes on like this, do you think I can live to that time?"

Li Xiaojia: "Young mistress, you have a long life."

Jiang Xiaomi said, with you, do I still have a chance to live a hundred years?

After some thought, Jiang Xiaomi decided to take a step back.

"Let's discuss it. What about you? Pack me a wonton, and I'll try one. This shouldn't affect it, right?"

Li Xiaojia's attitude was very decisive: "No, the wontons outside are not clean. It is said that they are all wrapped with scraps, so you can't touch them at all."

This doesn't work, that doesn't work either. Jiang Xiaomi's patience was ground clean, and he pushed Li Xiaojia away and ran towards the elevator.

Everyone went to lunch, the corridor was empty, and a certain woman came to the elevator without any obstruction. She had a special elevator for the chairman, only serving her, ding, the door opened.

Jiang Xiaomi rushed into the elevator and directly pressed the button on the first floor.

In order to save time, Jiang Xiaomi took out his mobile phone and called the boss who sold braised pork rice downstairs to order.

"Hey, boss, I'm from Yuewen. Bring me a rice bowl with braised pork and an egg. I'll come down and get it later."

Just as he was talking, the elevator door opened, and a pair of very familiar feet came into view. Jiang Xiaomi followed these feet and looked up all the way, and then the whole person became unwell.

At this time, the boss's voice came from the phone: "Is it a marinated egg or a fried egg?"

Jiang Xiaomi pursed her lips: "...No more."

"No eggs, that's a braised pork rice?"

"Rice...I don't want any more rice."