Text Volume 1 Under the Neon_Chapter 294 Unwilling
Miss Tang, let's talk about this later! ”
Zhou Qing pondered for a moment.
Tang Qianya sneered: "What's the matter, I don't agree with this." You don't count the things you promised me just now, do you? ”
"Whether you attend the ceremony or not, I will do what I promised. When are you going to have a development conference, just ask Xinlan to call me. ”
Tang Qianya was a little stunned by his words.
The heart of the villain, the belly of the gentleman. It's her thinking that is biased.
Zhou Qing never talked about these topics again.
Of course, he came here hoping to invite Tang Qianya, but if he was destined to be powerless, he would definitely not dwell too much.
Time will not stop because of the lack of a certain person, and the opening of the entertainment city will not be carried out without Tang Qianya.
The icing on the cake is the icing on the cake, and if you can't force it, you have to give up.
The two were a little speechless for a moment.
Coincidentally, Jiang Xinlan walked out of the kitchen with two dishes, breaking the silence.
"Qingzi, if you don't fit it, you can't joke."
Zhou Qing watched her put down the dishes and then went into the kitchen, and then followed.
"Have you talked about it?"
Jiang Xinlan asked in a low voice while chopping vegetables.
"It's going well!"
Jiang Xinlan breathed a sigh of relief: "I'll just say that there is a knot that can't be solved." ”
Zhou Qing glanced at her.
The side face is like jade, and the beautiful chef is a girl. The hand movements are very numb, and it is obviously done often.
"Aoko, how long has it been since you've eaten what I made?"
Jiang Xinlan saw that Zhou Qing was making a move, and felt very good. In fact, she had long wanted to meet Zhou Qing alone, but she had never had a suitable opportunity.
Zhou Qing thought for a while: "It's been six or seven years!" I don't know if your cooking skills have improved, the food you used to cook, seriously, is highly toxic. ”
"Wait and see, I'm sure you'll be surprised."
Jiang Xinlan thought of an interesting story and giggled.
She helped Zhou Qing cook once and used vinegar as soy sauce. And because the gap in the salt bag was too big, I couldn't control it all of a sudden, and poured in a full tael of salt......
"I tasted that dish myself, and I'm curious how you ate it."
"Pretend, the school flower helps me cook, so I have to save face. I drank two bottles of water in a row when I got out of your house, and you don't know that. ”
"Hahaha!"
"It's mushy!"
Zhou Qing reminded her.
Tang Qianya was alone in the living room, feeling powerless.
Jiang Xinlan is usually quite a self-contained and steady person, and she has never seen her so happy in front of any opposite sex.
But she doesn't see Zhou Qing at all, and she is jealous of the good.
And this house is obviously hers, so she feels like a guest. Raising his voice a little unpleasantly: "Xinlan, starving!" ”
"Right away."
Five or six dishes are on the table, all of which are quite exquisite. Jiang Xinlan was about to get the prepared wine, but Zhou Qing hurriedly stopped her and said she wouldn't drink it.
Don't drink alcohol when you're not working, this is the best state that Zhou Qing can maintain.
"Taste it!"
Jiang Xinlan smiled and handed over a pair of chopsticks.
Zhou Qing sandwiched a piece of pork ribs and took a tentative bite, which was unexpectedly good.
"Good!"
Short words, but with a wide range of meanings.
"Didn't pretend this time?"
Zhou Qing was sincere: "I didn't pretend!" ”
"Eat more, this soup is not bad......"
Tang Qianya felt bored and put the chopsticks on the table: "You eat, I'll go to work." ”
During the meal, Jiang Xinlan's enthusiasm for fear that Zhou Qing would not be able to eat was really eye-catching.
The chopsticks were handed to her hand, the dishes were sandwiched into the bowl, and even the soup was served by herself, more nanny than a professional nanny, I had never seen her treat herself so carefully.
Jiang Xinlan understood her mind a little, and quickly persuaded her.
The next thing is not too straightforward, just casual chatting.
It took two hours to eat a good meal, and by the time Zhou Qing helped her wash the dishes and chopsticks, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.
Zhou Qing found an opportunity to say goodbye.
Jiang Xinlan didn't need to be polite to him, and knew that because Qianya was there, he would definitely not be very comfortable. I didn't stay, I got up and sent it off.
"Where's your car?"
When he arrived at the door and saw the taxi that Zhou Qing was going to stop, Jiang Xinlan said curiously.
"It's broken!"
"Don't stop the taxi, I'll send you back."
Just about to pick up the car, Tang Qianya said: "Xinlan, I still have to work later." ”
"Just in time!"
Jiang Xinlan replied vaguely and drove the car over.
Tang Qianya was depressed, and the next step was probably for her to call to ask for leave.
Seeing that the two of them were about to leave, Tang Qianya frowned and said, "Zhou Qing, wait first." ”
"What's wrong?"
"What is the opening ceremony?"
Zhou Qing was stunned for a moment, and then understood what Tang Qianya meant.
She was ready to participate.
"Sixteen."
"I went to sing a song that day, and it was just one song. Also, ask your boss to stop mentioning money. ”
"How good is that?"
"Don't give the money."
"Thank you, Miss Tang."
"Thank you, I always need your help." Tang Qianya's meaning is unknown.
……
In the car, Jiang Xinlan said: "Qingzi, since Qianya went to you for a business performance, I won't explain it in terms of safety, you must take care of it!" ”
Zhou Qing hesitated: "She really doesn't want money?" ”
"She won't take your money."
"There's no reason for that."
"How can we say that we are also old classmates, and for her, the commercial performance is only a few minutes, and it is a matter of effort."
"Then I'll go back and hit your card with this money."
"Don't come to this set, if you say this again, I'll throw you on the road!"
Zhou Qing smiled, slightly distracted.
He doesn't like to take advantage of others, and Tang Qianya's sudden change made him feel a little awkward.
It seems like a good thing, but it's definitely not a good thing.
Personal debt is the most difficult, and I don't know how to repay it if I want to.
"By the way, Qingzi, the last time I chatted with Wang Chong, he said that you seem to be in love?"
Jiang Xinlan didn't seem to have any intention of asking.
Zhou Qing hesitated slightly: "Yes." ”
Jiang Xinlan was stunned, and her smile remained unchanged: "Do you have any photos, show me them." I see what kind of woman can make you swoon. ”
"By car!"
Jiang Xinlan immediately parked the car on the side of the road.
Zhou Qing had no choice but to take out the photo with his mobile phone and hand it over.
Jiang Xinlan looked at it carefully, and her first feeling was that she was very beautiful, especially in a police uniform, heroic and cool, with a heroic spirit that ordinary girls do not have.
"Police?"
"Yes."
Jiang Xinlan looked at a few more and handed the phone back: "It's fast!" ”
"What?"
"Nothing."
Jiang Xinlan restarted the car and was speechless.
Zhou Qing noticed the change in the atmosphere, he was not stupid, and he had already sensed a little bit of Jiang Xinlan's thoughts. However, after so many years, he has long looked down on the past.
Jiang Xinlan is the first woman he has ever liked, and every time she thinks about it, she still throbs. It's just that he just wants to catch Du Xiu firmly now, and he is sure that she is the person he wants.
"Xinlan, I'm sorry ......"
After a pause, he said nonsense, and apologized for no reason.
Jiang Xinlan was hearty: "I don't want to say it's okay." ”
As he spoke, the car stopped at a place where taxis could be easily reached: "Just send it here, I have to go back to deal with something." ”
The smile is still the same, naturally.
"Be careful on the road!"
Jiang Xinlan waited for him to get out of the car, slowly retreated to the turn, and accelerated away.
From seeing the photo of Zhou Qing's girlfriend to Zhou Qing's personal admission, she couldn't pretend anymore.
It's not about life and death in love, but that kind of fragmentary regret still easily defeated her.
Five minutes or ten minutes, the car was always parked.
Unwilling.
After so many years of going around and meeting again, she has always thought that it was fate in the dark. Now it's completely unclear.