Jiang Jiu hugged Wen Xili's arm, heard the voice, and turned his head.

Not far away, Jiang Caiwei stood with a young man with a handsome face, she put on a little light makeup, but she could still see that her complexion was not as good as usual, with some traces of recovery from a serious illness between her eyebrows, vaguely a little haggard, looking at them, with a little timid and gentle smile on her face.

It has been a month since Jiang Jiu and Jiang Caiwei last met, that is to say, since Jiang Caiwei committed suicide by swallowing medicine, she has not been to the hospital to see her.

As for when she will be discharged from the hospital, and when she will get along with the young man next to her, she doesn't know.

Jiang Jiu looked up and looked at Wen Xili.

The man stood beside her, his posture and expression were as calm as ever, and his gaze fell on Jiang Caiwei, and there was not much fluctuation.

Ginger wine is very satisfied.

Jiang Jiu waved his hand and greeted the young man beside Jiang Caiwei: "Zihan, what a coincidence." ”

The man next to Jiang Caiwei, known by Jiang Jiu, the president of the student union of Rongcheng College, and the future heir of the Ling Group, has not yet graduated from college, and has begun to take over the family business.

He Chunbai's movements were also fast enough, seeing that Wen Xili was hopeless, he immediately looked for new young talents for Jiang Caiwei, and his vision was quite good, Jiang was really old and spicy.

When Ling Zihan saw Jiang Jiu, he smiled at her, nodded elegantly, called her Mr. Jiang, and said hello to Wen Xili, "Wen Shao, it's better to see than to hear." ”

Wen Xili's expression was faint, and he bowed his head slightly, which was considered to have said hello.

Jiang Caiwei stood beside Ling Zihan, saw them greeting, and did not interject, her weak eyebrows carried a hint of sadness, and her eyes seemed to fall on Wen Xili, with a little sadness.

Ling Zihan said to Jiang Jiu: "Jiang always comes here to eat? Cai Wei and I are going to go upstairs to the hot pot restaurant for some food, do you want to come together? ”

Jiang Jiu looked at Ling Zihan's expression, it was impossible for this young talent not to know the relationship between Wen Xili and Jiang Caiwei in the past, and now he was invited to dinner together, it seemed that he was not a big deal to watch the excitement, and he hit it off with Jiang Jiu.

Jiang Jiu smiled like a flower, hugged Wen Xili's arm, and looked up at him, "Xili, I want to eat hot pot." ”

Wen Xili frowned, "Didn't you just eat it?" ”

"I didn't eat it," Jiang Jiu said confidently, "You are not eating all the dishes on that table." ”

Wen Xili looked at her and didn't blush, didn't breathe, and said nonsense, "I should pack that table of dishes for you." ”

Jiang Jiu turned his head, "You don't have evidence anyway." ”

Ling Zihan smiled over there: "Wen Shao, Mr. Jiang, since you are so fateful, let's have a meal together." It just so happens that I also have something at work that I want to ask Mr. Jiang for advice. ”

Jiang Jiu smiled brightly: "It's easy to say." ”

Having said this, Wen Xili is not a casual embarrassing character, and the group went upstairs and went to the hot pot restaurant on the top floor of the commercial building.

Jiang Caiwei followed Ling Zihan's side, she lowered her head, her expression was unconcealably depressed, and she didn't speak from beginning to end.