"Star chasers try their best to get close to their idols, not to fall in love with idols, but because of the worship of idols, they derive an emotion of wanting to be reciprocated, which is usually resolved or released by getting the idol's signature and taking photos with the idol. These women are like star-chasers, and I am their idol. ”

Rong Jingxian explained in a serious manner, and his voice was mechanical as if he was reading a press release.

Gu Weiyang listened to what he said, and felt that it was very reasonable, and nodded frequently.

"Mr. Rong, don't you think it feels sexy for you to speak in this tone and tone?"

Rong Jingxian also rolled his eyes at her: "I don't think so." ”

How could he not know what she was thinking, this woman was different from others, her focus was always not in the same dimension as others, and the things she liked were always easy to be inexplicable.

He won't get used to her. In this kind of thing. Lest one day his painting style be taken off track, and he won't be able to pull it back.

However, he rolled his eyes and made Gu Weiyang come back to his senses, and began to settle accounts again: "That Mr. Le rolled my eyes just now, don't you care?"

Rong Jingxian hooked the corner of his lips and scraped on her nose: "Roll your eyes and hold a grudge?" ”

Gu Weiyang made a grievance and glared at Xiaolu: "What are you talking about, then she rolled her eyes at me for no reason, I can't hold a grudge anymore, what are you afraid of......?"

She doesn't really hold grudges, young couples always like to exchange feelings in this meaty way.

Only a man in love can accept this kind of sensual way, and Rong Jingxian is even more numb: "You also know that you have a lot of potential love rivals, if everyone comes over and rolls their eyes at you in the future, everyone will have to hold grudges, you are tired to death." ”

Seeing that Gu Weiyang raised his mouth and was about to speak, Rong Jingxian added shamelessly: "I will feel distressed." ”

His eyes twinkled when he said this, a smile on his lips, and his eyes were full of doting.

Gu Weiyang was really caught by his handful of sugar, and his whole body was bubbling pink, and his face was full of shyness.

The two of them were tired of it for a while, and then they went back to work.

"The construction site over there called from Ruijingyuan, the progress of the project is about to be capped, according to custom, there will be a ceremony when the roof is capped, and they hope you can show up. ”

Rong Jingxian thought for a while: "Yes, you can arrange the itinerary." ”

Gu Weiyang didn't have to think about it, she had already arranged all the possible situations before asking, and she had a plan in her heart before she spoke to Rong Jingxian.

Whether he said to go or not, Gu Weiyang could immediately give an arrangement that satisfied him, and he didn't have to look at the schedule.

"The construction site can be tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, I took a look, you also have free time in these two days, according to the tips of the yellow calendar, it is more appropriate to go over the day after tomorrow. ”

The relationship between the two is very close, but private affairs are private affairs, and business affairs are official affairs, Gu Weiyang will not smile with him when he is talking about work seriously, and she will do what the secretary of the normal relationship should do.

Completely out of the way.

Rong Jingxian has been very satisfied with her grasp of this degree.

It's just that she actually cares about things like Huang Li, Rong Jingxian said that he was a little surprised.

Gu Weiyang smiled and explained: "There are some things, it's not that you don't believe in it, there are gods on the head, and the construction site is such a big project, although it is not so exaggerated to invite a feng shui master to look at feng shui, but it is also good to be in awe." ”

Rong Jingxian did not refute.

The richer people are, the more superstitious they are, it's just that they don't show it easily, Rong Jingxian just didn't expect that a woman like Gu Weiyang would have such an attitude towards this kind of thing.

It didn't seem like she'd do it out of personal considerations, and as far as she was concerned, it was still a fart in her eyes.

On the day of attending the ceremony, Gu Weiyang matched him with the clothes he wore for the ceremony a day in advance, and he chose a refreshing and capable little suit, pure white, three-quarter sleeves, and a refreshing silk shirt inside, which neutralized the dull tone of the coat.

There is no redundant and cumbersome design in the whole dress, only the way to wear the sleeves at the cuffs, she looks capable and playful, and the whole person is lively and smart.

Rong Jingxian stood there like an emperor and let Gu Weiyang help him change his clothes.

Gu Weiyang chose a pale yellow suit for him, with a white shirt underneath and a tie of the same color mixed with dark brown patterns, he was long and lean but not thin, and this dress looked like a Korean drama actor.

Even the light colors can't hide his increasing domineering.

By the time he got dressed and went downstairs, Jossen had already prepared breakfast.

After Chen Kejun left last time, he deliberately left Qiao Sen to take care of the two of them, firstly, Qiao Sen can be regarded as having grown up watching Rong Jingxian since he was a child, she is relieved, and secondly, she is not at ease, for fear that this grandson, who is potentially dysfunctional in some way, will one day make people angry with the little girl.

After all, Qiao Sen is a good and old man, and with him, he can still help the town and the building.

Qiao Sen has been a professional housekeeper for half his life, although cooking is not his job, but his skills have to be praised, Gu Weiyang has developed the habit of eating breakfast seriously since he ate his breakfast.

The simpler the thing, the more difficult it is to make delicious, Gu Weiyang has suffered hardship, and he can appreciate the rarity of deliciousness.

Qiao Sen boiled porridge, the rice is fragrant, the shade is appropriate, and the rice grains can still melt in the mouth while maintaining their original shape, which is sweet and soft and glutinous.

Gu Weiyang didn't remember who in her impression could boil the porridge to this extent, even if she just drank the porridge dryly, without any food, she could cook three bowls in a row, it was too fragrant.

"I think that after drinking this kind of porridge, other porridge will not enter my mouth in the future. Gu Weiyang put down the bowl, looking at the remaining stickiness at the bottom of the bowl with a little fascination, she couldn't wait to lick the bowl clean.

Rong Jingxian expressed dissatisfaction with her praise and said with a calm face, "You praise other men in front of me?"

Qiao Sen stood there calmly, trying to narrow his sense of existence and standing himself as a painting.

Gu Weiyang deliberately angered him, and winked playfully: "Then who makes it delicious? One day you can make porridge of this level, and I can never touch the porridge made by others again." ”

Rong Jingxian gritted his teeth and swore a curse: "You wait." ”

There's nothing he can't do.

Isn't it just porridge, what's the big deal?

Qiao Sen made himself more like a painting again, his face expressionless, but he had a faint bad premonition in his heart.

The young master has been very stubborn since he was a child, and whenever he is as ruthless as he is now, it means that one day he will fulfill the promise he has made in his mouth.

Qiao Sen remembers that when Rong Jingxian was three years old, he followed his mother to someone else's house as a guest, and that person had a seven or eight-year-old child at home, and he played a complete dream wedding piano music, and he was very proficient.

His mother, Mrs. Rong, praised other people's children in front of him, and the three-year-old Rong Jingxian felt that his self-esteem had been hit, and he was very unconvinced, so he said on the spot, what is this, he can also do it.

In fact, his mother just politely praised other people's children, and didn't do anything to him, he just felt that he was despised, and he must use his strength to prove himself.

At that time, the young Rong Jingxian had not yet begun to receive piano training, so he asked his family to hire a piano teacher, and after a month of hard work, he played a dream wedding with his eyes closed without any piano foundation.

After a month, he went to that house as a guest, and Xiao Rong Jingxian swept the children to play tunes, and he was much more skilled than others.

The price is that the delicate little fingers grind out the calluses......

At this time, he has to learn to make porridge again.

Qiao Sen silently began to calculate in his heart, before he practiced to this level, how many pots he had to prepare for him to make it.

Rong Jingxian didn't know what Qiao Sen was calculating, he was full of food and drink, wiped his mouth elegantly with a towel, and instructed him casually: "I'm not my grandmother, I still prefer Western-style breakfast, prepare a sandwich for me tomorrow morning." ”

Jossen immediately nodded in response.

Gu Weiyang quickly made a contemptuous expression, and pretended that nothing had happened, what, it was clear that she didn't want her to praise other people's porridge for doing well, so she didn't let people make it.

She decided to change her praise for a good job of Chausen's sandwich tomorrow morning.

Rong Jingxian is like knowing how to read minds, she was thinking about this, and he suddenly said: "Uncle Qiao's kung fu of making porridge is specially practiced to take care of grandma's taste, he is not a professional chef, and he can't make everything as perfect as porridge." ”

Gu Weiyang ignored him, and instead asked Qiao Sen directly: "Uncle Qiao, don't pay attention to him, he is just jealous that your cooking is better than him." ”

Qiao Sen smiled very gently: "What the young master said makes sense, I specialize in the art industry, I am indeed only good at making porridge, and other things can only be said to be good." ”

Gu Weiyang said: "Don't be so afraid of him......"

"Miss Gu," Qiao Sen quietly changed the topic, "The clothes you and the young master are wearing today look very compatible, which reminds me of a white wedding dress. ”

"It's so exaggerated......" Gu Weiyang was a little surprised that Qiao Sen would say this.

She didn't think about it so much, but she just felt that when the two of them went out together, they couldn't wear the contrast of black and white impermanence, so they all chose light colors, and she herself had been entangled between light blue and white for a long time, and finally chose white.

Because it looks clean. If she had chosen a blue suit for Rong Jingxian, she would probably consider following him with light blue.

She looked down at herself, then at Rong Jingxian, and felt that what Qiao Sen said was really true.

"Then I'll go get a different outfit. ”

Gu Weiyang was about to go upstairs to change clothes, but was stopped by Rong Jingxian.

"Change, that's good. Although Rong Jingxian was trying to keep a straight face, he still couldn't hide a trace of smugness, and his eyes always seemed to be smiling.

"In case someone else thinks it'......"

Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Rong Jingxian's domineering: "Who dare?"

Gu Weiyang stopped talking, okay, if you don't change it, you won't change it.

But it's not that no one dares to think about it, didn't Uncle Qiao just say it here......

The two of them went by car, didn't bring anyone else, were relatively low-key, and they were in the car all the way, until they arrived at the place and got out of the car, a group of people whined and greeted them, surrounded the two and began to say hello, to be precise, to greet Rong Jingxian.

Gu Weiyang began to feel very uncomfortable.

This feeling reminds her of the feeling of being in prison when a group of women surrounded her and beat her.

History is always strikingly similar.

Fate is like a cycle.

Why do you always have to let her go through the past again?

She still doesn't like the feeling of her body being touched by strangers, especially this feeling of being crowded, Gu Weiyang feels very disgusting inexplicably, and she will be faintly afraid, she is always worried that the person who is crowded around her will raise his fist and raise his foot to punch her in the next second.

Rong Jingxian didn't like this group of people around him even more, and in addition to being irritable, Rong Jingxian was keenly aware of the discomfort of the women around him.

He waved his hand indifferently to drive away the people around him, accurately grabbed that hand in the crowd, and pulled it hard, Gu Weiyang suddenly crashed into his arms, and was protected by him with his body.