Jiang Qingyan casually tapped a few times on the tablet, and asked her without raising her head, "Have you ever eaten Western food before?" ”

Shen Qingtang suddenly became cramped, this time Mr. Jiang was very different from last time, like a mountain covered with snow, cold and untouchable all year round.

"I haven't eaten it."

When she was studying, she would be busy embroidering to earn money, and she didn't have any extra thoughts to share in pleasure.

"Do you think I'm ashamed?"

Shen Qingtang stood at the door, the gorgeous Western-style building was like a picture frame to bring her whole person together, but she was like a forest elf who strayed into an ancient castle, showing a strange beauty and stubbornness in her bones.

Jiang Qingyan raised his eyes, clasped his hands on the table, leaned back, and laughed: "People who come here for the first time often can't get used to eating medium-rare steak. I'm just guessing at your taste. ”

This is really a subtle gentleman's question......

Shen Qingtang was a little embarrassed, but he heard Jiang Qingyan's gentle voice: "It's not polite to always hang girls." Miss Shen, please come in. ”

Perfectly cut crystal openwork light reflects a dazzling and rich light, and in the center of the table is a small flower basket decorated with a ribbon and a string of pearls woven in the middle of the Louis XVI rose.

This kind of life is too far away from her.

Shen Qingtang suddenly had a sense of absurdity, he was like a fake princess in a gorgeous gauze dress, walking along the red carpet paved with flowers to the prince at the end, and the prince was holding a big poisonous apple in his hand.

The new version of the fake Snow White real Cinderella and her fake prince and real witch male protagonist staged a modern version of a beautiful dark fairy tale.

"Miss Shen, good evening."

Lin Yi, who was sitting in the corner, poked his head out from behind the computer, helped his glasses, and greeted him seriously.

Shen Qingtang, who was immersed in his own world, had just pulled out the soft chair and was about to put the Su embroidery woven bag on the back of the chair, when he was startled by the sudden male voice.

The woven bag fell to the ground, and the first thing to roll out was the half-finished jasmine double-sided embroidery.

Shen Qingtang originally planned to make it into a small sachet, thinking that an intellectual beauty like Ah Nian should like such a delicate thing.

"Oops!"

She let out a low cry and quickly leaned over to look for it, but was picked up by another pair of slender and powerful hands.

"What is this?"

Jiang Qingyan looked at the pitiful jasmine embroidery with interest, and asked with a chuckle.

The snow-white petals of jasmine are entwined around his fingertips, indescribably quaint and lingering.

Shen Qingtang's heart beat violently, his eyes lit up as if they were soaked in water, and then he was a little disappointed.

It seems that Jiang Qingyan really doesn't know anything about Su embroidery.

The little bit he cared about Su Xiu was all for Shen Mingyue.

Shen Qingtang lowered his eyes, never looked beyond the square inch size tabletop, and explained softly: "This is jasmine double-sided embroidery, I embroidered it to give to Sister A Nian." She was very helpful to me and helped me a lot. ”

"Poof."

Before Jiang Qingyan could speak, Lin Yi couldn't help laughing, his shoulders hiding behind his laptop couldn't help shaking, obviously laughing crazy.

Isn't that funny?

Shen Qingtang secretly glared over there, and when he withdrew his gaze, he collided with Jiang Qingyan's rather strange eyes.

She was stunned, but the strange look quickly dissipated.

Shen Qingtang can only speculate that they feel that their thank-you gifts are not valuable enough, and they are really a little naïve, after all, modern society is used to giving famous wine and expensive gifts.

Even if you dislike others, don't show it to your face.

She was a little displeased, but she didn't dare to attack because "Mr. Jiang likes well-behaved women".

If this matter is messed up, it doesn't matter how angry Moran is, but it is difficult for Grandma Su to explain.

"Lin Yi, it's time for you to go out."

Jiang Qingyan glanced at him coldly.

Lin Yi hurriedly raised his hands, his face flushed with a smile, and retreated to the door: "Okay, okay, I won't disturb you two." ”

In and out of his words, he put Shen Qingtang and Jiang Qingyan on an equal footing, and the subtle atmosphere fermented in the room.

Shen Qingtang broke the silence: "What do you think of this embroidery, will Sister Ah Nian like it?" ”

This is simply a typical example of having nothing to say.

Jiang Qingyan smiled meaninglessly, his fingertips gently rubbing against the jasmine petals, and the lifelike embroidered petals seemed to tremble slightly.

"Of course I like it, the little jasmine petals look pitiful, and they are delicate and soft to the touch."

It was difficult for Shen Qingtang to understand Jiang Qingyan's feelings, in her opinion, the hard embroidery thread had never had the slightest touch.

Jiang Qingyan is afraid that it is a pre-symptom of heartlessness and madness caused by broken love.

But in the next moment, he reached out and grabbed her wrist, stretched out her palm, and as he returned the embroidery, his fingertips seemed to inadvertently run over her soft palm, leaving a warm and trembling touch.

Shen Qingtang only felt that the numbness spread from the palm of his hand to his whole body, and he couldn't help but shrink his body, and when he looked up again, he saw Jiang Qingyan's smiling eyes staring at her.

It was a pair of amorous eyes.

Shen Qingtang felt like suffocating and drowning.

After the waiter brought the meal, the steak on the table exuded an alluring atmosphere, and the white mist drifted straight up.

Shen Qingtang was not attracted by the food on the table in the slightest, even though she was already hungry.

"Mr. Jiang......"

She couldn't wait to ask.

This is enough to upend her life's decision, even if she makes a trading decision calmly, there is still no way to be completely indifferent.

Jiang Qingyan elegantly cut the steak into small pieces, pushed it in front of Shen Qingtang, and said lightly: "Eat first, otherwise it will be bad for your stomach." ”

Reports on the Internet seem to have said that Jiang Qingyan often can't take care of eating because he is busy with group affairs, so his stomach is not very good.

"Food that is too greasy is not good for the stomach, so you should not eat it again next time."

Shen Qingtang picked up a piece of steak and said carefully.

His well-intentioned concern was so misinterpreted by the girl, even if Jiang Qingyan was indifferent, the smile on his face was still unnatural for a moment.

"Don't worry," he said, taking a sip of red wine, "I'm in good health, and I'm in no problem at all." ”

Shen Qingtang was at a loss for a moment, just a bad stomach, and it would not affect the health of the whole body.

What is Jiang Qingyan talking about?

She resisted the urge to ask, desperately reminded herself that "Mr. Jiang likes well-behaved women", and decided to turn the topic back to the right path.

"Mr. Jiang," her tone was soft, implicitly solemn, "do you know that your fiancée will be replaced by me?" Or do you agree with this? ”

"Of course I won't agree."

Jiang Qingyan raised his eyes, the slight drunkenness of red wine spread at the end of his eyes, and the man who had always been noble and self-contained was dyed with the lust of a goblin.

Shen Qingtang's face turned pale instantly, and he had thought of many possibilities on the way here, Jiang Qingyan might ask her to sign a prenuptial agreement, or he might warn her not to be delusional, trying to replace Shen Mingyue's position in his mind.

But he didn't think about this alone: he cruelly deprived even the most unbearable dreams.

If you don't want to, why do you agree to see her?

The cold thing slid down his cheeks, and Shen Qingtang reached out to touch it, only to find that he had tears unknowingly, and he immediately felt even more embarrassed.

She simply broke the jar and broke it, and lay on the table sobbing and choking.