Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Jealous President

Something is wrong, something must be wrong in the past two days.

Jiang Xiaoqiao was unsettled typing on the computer, while his eyes glanced in the direction of the minister's office from time to time.

Since a few days ago, Mo Andi has a black face as soon as he enters the company. Lewen followed behind, fart, and didn't dare to squeak for half a sentence.

The point is that Mo Andi didn't call her once in the past two days!

Thinking about it, she threw away the mouse angrily: Is she looking for abuse and getting used to it?

Jiang Xiaoqiao decided not to pay attention to it, reached out and picked up the cup on the table and took a sip of tea.

"Xiao Qiao......" Tongtong, who had been paying attention to her for a long time, poked Jiang Xiaoqiao weakly, "There's no water in that cup." ”

“…… I'm spitting gum!" Jiang Xiaoqiao put down the cup depressedly. Rumors have begun to fly all over the company: The minister has a new love and abandoned his old love Jiang Xiaoqiao! Jiang Xiaoqiao cried to death for the sake of the negative "qingren", and his eyes began to swell! It is said that the minister's mysterious new lover is a blonde and blue-eyed foreign girl, and some people have seen them eat together!

was already puzzled, coupled with these messy and unreliable gossip, the eyes of the people around her increased gossip and schadenfreude. It seems that she has the label of "Mo Andi's former underground "qingren"", Jiang Xiaoqiao is like a pins and needles in everyone's strange eyes, and she really wants to drag Mo Andi out of the office: This is my son!

"Little Joe, I believe in you, there is innocence between you and the minister!"

Probably at this time, only her good friend Tongtong will stand on her side unconditionally and firmly believe in her.

Jiang Xiaoqiao looked at Tongtong's righteous expression with tears in her eyes, and was very moved. However, she and Mo Andi are not innocent!

She felt like she had a hundred mouths that she couldn't tell.

At this time, Mo Jingyuan was sitting in the wide armchair in the office, twisting his eyebrows and putting down the coffee cup angrily.

"Lewen, how did you do it, why is this coffee so sweet?"

Lewen wanted to cry without tears. Didn't you just feel too bitter and want to put more sugar?

"And the papers on the table over there, piled up in a mess, you don't know how to clean it up?"

Dare to love him, he is a punching bag. Bitter cauliflower Lewen cried and ran to clean up the papers. His boss has been in a bad mood for the past two days and has nowhere to vent, and he finds fault with him everywhere.

The cause has nothing to do with the sad Lewen half a dime. That day, he drove Mo Jingyuan home, passing by a playground. When it was early in the evening, people came and went, and it was a coincidence that they were just waiting for a red light, and their boss somehow glanced at the door, and at a glance saw the boss's wife and a man wearing gold wire glasses coming out of it together.

The two of them stood unconsciously for a while, the boss's wife was looking into the distance, and the man next to him was looking at the boss's wife.

Lewen was so anxious that he scratched his head and ears in the car, showing his teeth and claws. It's a pity that the distance is too far and the brain waves are too weak, so the two of them didn't even glance at this side.

Mo Jingyuan stared at them tightly for a while, and didn't let Lewen drive until the two left. A handsome face has already become the background color of the pot, and you can paint a crescent moon to be a Baogong.

That's right, the arrogant president of his family, this is jealous.

I must have eaten a jar of Shanxi old vinegar. Otherwise, in the office for the past two days, in addition to the smell of gunpowder, there is also a sour smell.

The hapless Lewen naturally became a scapegoat.

It's nothing if you're being picked, but President, that's not how to eat vinegar! You haven't said a word to your wife for a few days, isn't this pushing your own red apricots out of the wall!

Mo Jingyuan didn't notice that his subordinates' hatred was not made of steel, but looked at the desk calendar on the table, and was silent thoughtfully for a while, before he said to Lewen without raising his head: "Get off work later, accompany me to the mall." ”

Lewen didn't react for a while, and the president's train of thought was a little too jumpy, right? Could it be that he was infected by his wife? After a few seconds, he nodded busily: "Okay." ”

The shopping mall in the city center was at the peak of the crowd at this time, Le Wen drove the car and finally found a parking space, just turned off the fire, he saw Mo Jingyuan open the car door and walked out, he hurriedly followed, I don't understand what Mo Jingyuan is going to do in this kind of place. Could it be that visiting the mall has the effect of relieving vinegar?

The first floor is mostly a jewelry counter. When the young teller ladies saw Mo Jingyuan walk in, their eyes lit up. Mo Jingyuan really walked over and looked down.

"What kind of necklace is suitable for a lady?"

Lewen had a little aftertaste at this time, and couldn't help but give a thumbs up secretly with appreciation: Sure enough, the president has finally opened his mind!

"How old is the lady?" The girl selling the jewelry was not tall, but she smiled sweetly.

"Twenty years old...... Looks like seventeen or eighteen years old," Jiang Xiaoqiao's petite body appeared in front of him, Mo Jingyuan smiled slightly, and the scene of that afternoon also popped up, and his face darkened again.

The teller girl trembled, picked out one from under the glass cabinet and showed it to Mo Jingyuan: "The elegant atmosphere of this platinum is very suitable for college students who have just joined." ”

Mo Jingyuan frowned and glanced at it, and tapped his finger on the glass cabinet: "Take this one out and I'll take a look." ”

It was a thin, silvery-white chain with a butterfly fluttering its wings. The butterfly wings are adorned with deep blue zircon, which shimmer in a deep light under the refraction of the light.

"Sir, you have such a good eye, this is the most expensive one we have here," the teller girl smiled and took it out, "The zircon on this is from Sri Lanka, designed by British royal designers, and handmade by high-level Italian craftsmen." ”

Mo Jing was far from listening to her, looking at the necklace, he could almost imagine the appearance of the butterfly resting on Jiang Xiaoqiao's delicate collarbone.

Jiang Xiaoqiao was lying lazily on the sofa, with SpongeBob SquarePants on the TV, and she was holding a big bag of snacks in her arms, watching and eating with relish. The mobile phone on the table suddenly vibrate, and the theme song of the gourd baby resounded in the room.

Jiang Xiaoqiao put down the snacks, leaned over and struggled to reach the phone, and the words "Xu Jinlang" flashed on the screen.

I don't know why there was a moment of loss. She picked it up, and the voice on the other end of the phone was casual and gentle: "What are you doing?"

"Watch cartoons. Jiang Xiaoqiao's mouth full of snacks hadn't been chewed yet, and his words were slurred.

"How are you going to spend your birthday on Thursday?" Xu Jinlang listened to her voice, and his own was also dyed with a smile.

Jiang Xiaoqiao was stunned. She hadn't had a few birthdays since she was a child. Needless to say, when I was a child, no one would remember it at all. Only when I met Tongtong in college later, I would celebrate with her, but neither of them had much money, and they just went out to eat a bowl of noodles on their birthdays.

"Well, I haven't had much of it, and I'm not used to it. Jiang Xiaoqiao smiled.

"How about going out to dinner together?" Xu Jinlang didn't allow her to answer, and continued, "Call your good friend Tongtong." ”

An Tongtong, this guy, has the opportunity to come out to eat and drink, so naturally he will not let it go. So under the prodding of the two parties, Jiang Xiaoqiao was dragged by her to the place proposed by Xu Jinlang.

This is an antique Chinese restaurant with a unique name, called Taoyuanju. The wooden signboard with three calligraphy characters drawn by silver hooks and iron is horizontal in the middle, which is particularly conspicuous in the brilliant neon lights around it. Xu Jinlang was already waiting at the door, and when he saw the two of them coming over, he said hello with a smile.

Tongtong responded to Xu Jinlang enthusiastically, while pulling Jiang Xiaoqiao into the door. Xu Jinlang booked a private room, and they followed him to the second floor and stopped at the door of a room called "Xinghua Yashu".

"Please come in. Xu Jinlang pushed open the door and bowed slightly to make an inviting gesture.

Before Jiang Xiaoqiao could make a sound, he heard a soft exclamation from Tongtong beside him. Looking up, she was also a little stunned for a moment.

In the middle of the table in the room, there was a delicate double-layered cake, a small figure made of cream on top, wearing a pure white dress, with long black hair hanging down on his chest, like a small Jiang Xiaoqiao. The cake was surrounded by a circle of lavender and lilies.

Jiang Xiaoqiao didn't know what to say for a while, Xu Jinlang smiled gently: "Prepare in a hurry, don't dislike it." Happy birthday. ”

Tongtong pulled her, and the two walked in together. Jiang Xiaoqiao is still in a state of disconnection. Xu Jinlang's sudden birthday surprise caught her a little off guard, and she was more surprised than happy.

Since high school, Jiang Xiaoqiao has had no shortage of suitors around her, and she didn't understand Xu Jinlang's approach, but she never seriously considered these. Xu Jinlang is undoubtedly an eye-catching man, both in appearance and otherwise. But it is definitely not the type that Jiang Xiaoqiao likes.

Fortunately, there is Tongtong, who is good at enlivening the atmosphere, and there is no embarrassment after eating a meal. It was already dark when the three of them went out. Fang had just drunk a few glasses of wine sullenly, and at this time, Jiang Xiaoqiao's three-cup physique gradually became a little unsupportable, and leaned softly on Tongtong.

Xu Jinlang helped her over from Tongtong and said, "I'll send her home." ”

Tongtong glanced at Jiang Xiaoqiao worriedly. She seems to have been in a very low mood these days, and today she was even more dull when she ate. Since this girl got married, she seems to have more and more things on her mind.

Xu saw Tongtong's worry, Xu Jinlang smiled comfortingly: "It's just that I drank a little too much, don't worry, I'll send her back safely." ”

"Well, that's bothering you. Tongtong watched the two get into the car, and then turned to leave.

Jiang Xiaoqiao sat in the co-pilot, his head was a little dizzy, and Xu Jinlang drove very steadily. She gradually closed her eyes and almost fell asleep.

Xu Jinlang turned his head to look at her side face, with a straight nose bridge, white skin, and long eyelashes hanging slightly, and her skin was even whiter because of the blush that came up from the wine.

"Moandy, you moody bastard......" she muttered as she turned her head.

Xu Jinlang didn't say anything. The color of the eyes deepened.