Such a delicate atmosphere lasted not long before Jiang Qingyan was called away by a phone call.

Shen Qingtang sat at the table, looking at the dazzling array of meals, and suddenly lost his appetite.

"I just can't eat it."

She pushed the dishes and chopsticks away, a little unhappy.

Mama Zhang wiped her hands with her apron and comforted: "Mr. didn't mean to snub you. He is always out these days, and there are a lot of backlogs in the group. ”

Shen Qingtang was interested, pulled Zhang's mother to sit opposite, and asked tentatively, "How many years have you been in the Jiang family?" ”

Zhang's mother was silent for a moment, and then said, "Before Mr. Jiang's mother died, I was in the Jiang family. Sir, he's a wonderful man, but his fate has taken a twist and turn. ”

"Can you tell me?"

Shen Qingtang asked softly, but the doubt in his heart was greater than his curiosity, after all, Jiang Qingyan really didn't look like a person who grew up with a hard life.

The girl's face was as soft as the gentle moonlight, and her eyes were as pure and natural as the stamens of the newborn jasmine.

Mama Zhang almost couldn't resist such a soft gaze, and she wanted to blurt out everything.

But at the last moment, she still recalled Jiang Qingyan's instructions.

The man, who had become cold and indifferent since he was a teenager, rekindled the fireworks called hope at that moment, and the breath of the whole person became warm.

"I want to tell her everything myself," he said, his eyes curled in a smile that he couldn't hide, "rather than knowing me from someone else's mouth." ”

So, Zhang's mother bluntly reversed the topic and asked kindly: "Mr. specially told me to make some mung bean paste, saying that you are hot." I'm already iced, are you going to drink some? ”

Burning in the heart?

Shen Qingtang's eyes widened instantly, the reason for her heart's fire, didn't Jiang Qingyan know it?

actually took it out and said it so openly, it was clearly making fun of her!

"Not for the time being," Shen Qingtang squeezed out a fierce smile, "Where is my room, I want to rest for a while." ”

Zhang's mother exclaimed: "Of course you are in the same room with your husband, you are husband and wife!" You can't just let your husband stay alone in an empty bed just because he's busy with work! ”

It's so good, it's so good!

Shen Qingtang felt the anger of gritting his teeth for the first time, and when he turned to go upstairs, he was stopped by Zhang's mother: "Mr. has prepared new utensils for you in advance, and they are all in the cabinet, do you like it or not?" ”

Shen Qingtang's anger was extinguished, he held back the small flames that were not light or heavy, and closed the door.

The cupboard is full of sheets, bedding and cups, all of which are custom-made styles that young girls will love, and they are worth a lot of money when you look at them.

And her suitcase was placed in the corner, lonely and pitiful.

Shen Qingtang was angry, spread out half of the bed's light pink cluster colored flower sheets, took out a big red pillow and put it next to the dark blue pillow.

The cold ascetic style immediately becomes nondescript, but it still has a bit of eccentric warmth.

She sat on the edge of the bed and carefully embroidered the portrait for hours, and before she knew it, sleepiness hit her.

When I woke up, the world outside the window was already covered with a dark blue veil, and the slightly harsh phone rang.

The name that beats on the mobile phone screen is Xie Xingye.

She picked up the phone, her voice slightly hoarse as she woke up: "What's the matter?" ”

The young man's voice was full of excitement: "Tang Tang'er, I saw that your Weibo IP address has changed!" Why didn't you tell me when you came to Jiangning City? ”

Before Shen Qingtang could answer, he asked to himself, "Why is your grandmother willing to let you out?" ”

He said this carefully, obviously knowing Grandma Su well.

Shen Qingtang never mentioned his life experience in school, and Xie Xingye's news channel was obviously not bright.

She didn't want to delve into it, so she only hesitated for a moment, and then whispered: "I'm here to collect wind and prepare for the next Su embroidery." ”

Suzhou embroidery is no less than the art of painting, and it is in great need of inspiration from creators.

Such a reason is enough to prevaricate Xie Xingye.

He has always been a demon king of the mixed world who is not afraid of heaven and earth, cheerful and flamboyant, full of confidence.

All emotions are expressed on the face, crying when you want to cry, laughing when you want to laugh, and acting recklessly.

This kind of freedom is something that Shen Qingtang can hardly hope for, and he doesn't even dare to think about it.

Xie Xingye is not a person who can hide secrets, and he is not destined to be Shen Qingtang's fellow traveler.

"Your portrait embroidery, I've already started embroidering."

Deceiving a clean young man like Xie Xingye, Shen Qingtang was a little unbearable, and hurriedly remedied.

Xie Xingye's voice was still cheerful, even if it was a few miles away, Shen Qingtang could feel his unique warmth.

"You haven't seen me in so long, can you embroider?"

He showed overly obvious suspicion and continued, "Come out and meet me, I'm at Rose's restaurant on the top floor of Rongfeng Garden. ”

"Okay."

Shen Qingtang agreed, hung up the phone, and told Zhang's mother that she didn't have to prepare for the evening breeze, so she hurriedly went out.

The cool wind swept in, and the lazy and slightly drunk breath was almost substantial after Shen Qingtang took the elevator to the top floor.

The waiter smiled politely and pointed the way: "Miss Shen, please come in." ”

As if changing the space, the well-dressed and serious business style has been transformed into a romantic rose garden, where the airlifted Juliet roses are arranged in a variety of delicate patterns, or the fragrance of apricot or pink tea is light and fluttering.

In front of the transparent floor-to-ceiling window, the teenager is wearing a simple white T-shirt and light blue jeans, and looks out the window with one hand on his face.

The dazzling and grand lights of thousands of homes slowly unfolded behind the young man, like an eternal picture.

He seemed to hear the movement, quickly turned his face, instantly showed a surprised smile, and rushed towards Shen Qingtang: "Tangtang'er, I've been waiting for you for a long time!" ”

Shen Qingtang didn't have time to dodge, he was held in Xie Xingye's arms, and the scorching temperature came.

She felt quite uncomfortable, hurriedly pushed him away, and said angrily: "You talk well, don't move your hands and feet!" ”

Xie Xingye is a lot taller than Shen Qingtang, with a clear face and a thin waist, but it contains terrifying explosive power.

He has never been able to stand the slightest grievance, and when he was embarrassed by Shen Qingtang, he was about to make an awkward scene.

But then she held back, like an angry little daughter-in-law: "Tang Tang'er, we are friends." When I win the car, don't everyone hug me like that? ”

Xie Xingye's words are simply strong words!

Shen Qingtang still remembers that Song Ruoyao's butterfly-like figure was ruthlessly rejected by Xie Xingye.

Shen Qingtang didn't want to argue with him, so she walked directly to the table and sat down, and there were several dishes on the table, all of which were her favorite flavors.

In the past, these ingredients were often made in school cafeterias, but these are obviously more expensive in front of you.

Longjing shrimp, Yangzhou lion head, Buddha jumping over the wall and boiling cabbage, all of them are full of color and flavor, and the presentation is so exquisite that people can't bear to move chopsticks.

"Tang Tang'er, did you bring my portrait embroidery? Show me! ”

Xie Xingye kept picking vegetables for Shen Qingtang, and his eyes were amazingly bright.

Shen Qingtang thought about the number of ways to embroider the portrait, and seriously answered Xie Xingye's doubts, but he didn't notice the movement outside.

"Mr. Jiang, please come here."

The man in the suit nodded and flattered.

Jiang Qingyan nodded casually, but his eyes casually looked at the Rose restaurant on the way.

This is a famous floating restaurant for couples in the air in Jiangning City, and rich young masters with a little spare money like to invite their female companions to dine here.

Jiang Qingyan never cared about this, but the familiar figure in the restaurant made him stop his pace.

It was his wife who hadn't had time to get the certificate, Shen Qingtang, who should have been at home.

Jiang Qingyan's eyes were cold, and his momentum suddenly rose.