Chapter 762: The ball is always a little melancholy
Jiang Shenhan's meal was very homely, and Qiuqiu almost didn't even have to move his chopsticks a few times before he was fed.
When people are full of food and drink, they will become very talkative and no longer so tense.
Jiang Shenhan delivered the dessert to Qiuqiu and asked casually: "This is the first time the two of us have met in the real sense, what do you think, how am I?" ”
Qiuqiu touched his bulging belly, ate a big meal, and extorted a million, saying two good words without losing meat.
"Actually, you're not bad, right?"
"That's it?"
"You also said, we just met for the first time, and I don't know you well enough, so ...... That's it. ”
"Let's have dessert."
Jiang Shenhan handed him the fork and stopped feeding.
The person who raised him for six years is naturally more important in his heart.
He can get a good evaluation, which is not bad.
After all......
Qiuqiu didn't resist him, hating him is already rare.
Song Mi'er, that woman, it seems, didn't say anything bad about him in front of Qiuqiu, no matter what, she is really very competent as a mother.
Jiang Shenhan thought of her usual delicate and confused appearance, I really don't know how she took care of the child and brought the child so well......
But it may also be because being a mother is a bit stupid, so my son worries about everything, so he has experienced steady and mature reasons.
"I'm full, let's go back."
"I've booked a hotel for you...... Of course, if you want to sleep with me and deepen our close relationship, I'd do it too. ”
Qiuqiu thought for a while: "Don't want it for the time being, although you are not bad, but I am still on Ms. Song's side, before the matter between the two of you is not perfectly resolved, Mr. Jiang and I are still antagonistic." ”
Jiang Shenhan looked at him for a while, with a deep smile in his eyes: "Okay, listen to you." ”
"Then ask Mr. Jiang to book me a hotel."
"I remember I just transferred a million in your card."
Qiuqiu sat there and looked at him: "People have to perform their duties, and the money is the same, besides, it is the money to accompany you to lunch and buy air tickets, and now, after lunch, 990,000 yuan will be deducted, and the rest is the ticket money, which cannot be moved." ”
"You're almost worth your mother's appearance fee."
Jiang Shenhan snorted, shook his head, and stood up: "Let's go, ancestor." ”
The ball always got up with his little belly, put on his British coat, sucked his stomach hard, and buttoned it.
Jiang Shenhan didn't hold back and laughed.
Mr. Qiu turned a deaf ear and walked out of the restaurant with his head held high.
Jiang Shenhan followed behind him, like his 'follower'.
Sending the ball to the hotel under the name of the Jiang Group, Jiang Shenhan told the person in charge of the hotel that he must take care of this young man and contact him at any time if there is anything, and then drove away.
After the ball returned to the room, he sat alone on the couch for a while.
Things didn't seem to be exactly what he expected.
He was originally going to settle accounts with Jiang Shenhan by tearing his face, but why was he bought by one million so easily.
But......
He was also a little different from what he imagined.
He thinks that every man in the world who doesn't want children is the same as the one shown on TV, he has a very ugly face, which makes people unapproachable, and he naturally has disgust.
But Qiuqiu was a little depressed at the moment, and he really couldn't dislike Jiang Shenhan.
He is a very personable man, except that he made Ms. Song angry and crying.
Qiuqiu suddenly felt a little ashamed and blamed himself, he was originally going to support Ms. Song and help her jump out of the quagmire, but now, he doesn't seem to have gained anything except one million.
And this million, Ms. Song casually participated in a small event to show her face, and she easily got it.
Qiuqiu sighed, no, no, he is young, his Taoism is still too shallow, the old fox is the old fox, and he has to cultivate for a few more years.
It's just that she wronged her family, Ms. Song, and she can't handle the ball, so Ms. Song naturally doesn't want it.
The ball has lived for six years, and this is the first time that I feel very sad in my heart.
If that person was as bad as he thought he would be, so good.
At this point, he is the same as his mother, he can't stand the fact that others are a little good to him, even if it is as good as it should be, but he still can't accept it calmly, and then he is indifferent.
……
Zhao Chengxun's mobile phone rang while driving.
After he returned to the imperial capital, he naturally changed all his contact information, this mobile phone was given to him by Song Mi'er, he bought a mobile phone card to change it, and the number was only known to these few people.
Zhao Chengxun was wearing headphones and pressed the answer directly: "Hey......"
There was a short silence in his ears, and then a man's laughter sounded low, and the laughter was actually very low and pleasant, but Zhao Chengxun instantly felt creepy and his back was cold.
"Chengxun, don't come unharmed."
The man in a military uniform lowered his booted feet from the coffee table, lit a cigarette, got up and walked to the window, looking at the lights of thousands of homes in southern Xinjiang.
The lights in the Qi Mansion are still brilliant, and the fourth child will marry his sweetheart in the near future, and the Qi Mansion has not been so lively for many years, which is a good thing.
Zhao Chengxun held the steering wheel tightly, but the palms of his hands were soaked with sweat, he gritted his teeth tightly, and slowly parked the car on the side of the road.
The light of the street lamps fell from above, and the early spring night breeze mixed with the cold, but his clothes were all soaked.
Those nightmares seemed to haunt him again, the strong smell of smoke on the man's body swept in, wrapping him in layers, and on the martial arts field, he was thrown to the ground by that person again and again, but he stubbornly got up and fought again.
Under the dazzling scorching sun, he saw Qi Chang's bare and strong upper body, beads of sweat the size of beans fell one by one and smashed on the ground, he lay on the ground panting, and then he was unable to breathe, Qi Chang looked at him condescendingly, and his voice was hoarse and cold: "Zhao Chengxun, when can you beat me, come and talk to me about the conditions." ”
He fought in southern Xinjiang for five years, and in the end, it was only a tie with him.
"Qi Chang......"
"It's hard for Cheng Xun to go to the imperial capital, and you still remember me."
Qi Chang chuckled, and dusted off his cigarette ash with his long fingers: "I heard that Zhao Gongzi had an affair when he first returned to the imperial capital, and the other party is still the timeless Miss Song Mi'er in the entertainment industry......"
"Qi Chang, my business has nothing to do with others......
"Tsk, this is protected, it seems that it is really heartfelt."
Qi Chang lowered his eyes, and the shadow of the lamp cast a dark shadow on his face, making his three-dimensional and majestic facial features look more and more depressed.