Chapter 41 Sorry

You ask him why do you treat our aunt as a child?

If there is anything wrong with him, just question him on the spot, don't hold it in, just confront him directly, don't be afraid

Although Lu Ning's words are a bit timid, they make some sense

So Jiang Yao sent a WeChat message to a person who had no notes. This was just added a few days ago and didn't send a single message.

Asked where he was, he didn't reply

After a while, I sent a positioning here, and there were two words, so I was busy

It was a building in Central. Jiang Yao had nothing to do at night, so she drove over and saw the car parked on the side of the road opposite the building. It was past eight o'clock in the evening, and from time to time, a white-collar worker came out of the building just after get off work.

Maybe it's really busy at the end of the year. This year's New Year is early, and the beginning of February is New Year's Eve. There are only twenty days left.

Jiang Yao was holding a cldplay in the car, singing with her while looking out the window

I don't know how long I have been waiting, but the album of parachute has been circulating several times

The automatic door opened, and a group of people came out of the building. Jiang Yao saw him at a glance

Jiang Qiyan was too conspicuous in the crowd. Not only was he a noble outfit made of customized suits and precious watches, but he was in a high position all year round, which made him feel like a superior who was afraid to look directly at him.

Jiang Yao met Jiang Qiyan in her working state for the first time, and she could not see the emotions. Jiang Qiyan was indifferent

Then she saw him sending his followers away and walked towards her side

Until he sat in the passenger seat, Jiang Yao still opened her mouth and couldn't speak.

Jiang Qiyan gave her a questioning look before Jiang Yao came back to her senses

You were like that just now, quite scary. Jiang Yao leaned closer to look at his face and reached out to touch him.

What, why did he come? He subconsciously grabbed the hand and took it down. Jiang Yao whispered softly, and then he reacted and let go. Sorry

Jiang Qiyan stretched out his hand and loosened his tie. This was his movement when he was irritated. He couldn't see the emotions on his face, so he could only observe from some movements.

Where to go? Jiang Yao obediently restrained

Jiang Qiyan reported the address to her own residence

Have you eaten? I had a meal with Lu Ning tonight. Jiang Yao lowered the volume of the music and asked

Not yet, he was holding his chin with one hand, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking

Ah, I haven't eaten Ah so late, so let's go for dinner first

Jiang Yao was about to turn around, but he stopped him. Just cook some when you go home

Seeing her, Jiang Qiyan asked with a smile, "You won't?"

Jiang Yao looked at him with a polite smile.

Don't laugh when you're tired. Jiang Yao is a little annoyed to see him like this.

I spent a year in London in my freshman year. At that time, I lived in a single room where I lived before the epidemic. I lived in a Guangdong girl next door. She could cook all kinds of porridge and it was very delicious. I bought ingredients in the supermarket every day and went to her for free. So I didn't learn how to cook.

Jiang Qiyan looked at her side face and smiled. I was in a small town in college, where the mountains were often closed in heavy snow in winter. It was closed for a long time. There were no Chinese restaurants in the town. At that time, I was forced to learn how to cook.

Jiang Yao also laughed, "Is ithaca the town? It's so miserable, hahaha!"

This seems to be the first time Jiang Qiyan talked about him. Jiang Yao used to say that, he listened quietly and made some comments

Jiang Yao suddenly realized that she didn't know anything about him. She didn't know anything about his past, his joys, angers, and thoughts.

Fortunately, she still said she wanted to be equal, but she didn't do it.

Sorry, Jiang Yao said with a breath again, and she was so angry

He touched her head