Wen Changling went to open the door.

Xie Shang stood at the door and didn't go inside: "Miss Jiang was called by her father to socialize, ask me to come over and talk to you." ”

Wen Changling snorted and said that he understood.

"The dress is beautiful and suits you perfectly."

"Thank you."

Xie Shang has never been stingy with praise.

Jiang Youyou has a good eye, the skirt he picked is indeed very suitable for Wen Changling, the skirt is very deep royal blue, with a square neckline and a long hem, which is good-looking but not eye-catching.

"Have you eaten dinner?" Xie Shang asked.

"Nope."

"Let's go, go get something to eat."

Wen Changling closed the door and walked with Xie Shang.

Because her skirt was very long and it was not very convenient to walk, Xie Shang slowed down and walked on her outside, not too close, leaving a distance of one person in the middle.

Jiang Youyou's house is very large, and this corridor is overgrown, a bit like the corridor of an art museum, with paintings hanging on the walls along the road.

"The rubber band is off."

Wen Changling looked at Xie Shang: "Huh? ”

He crouched down, picked up the black leather band that had fallen on the hem of her skirt, and returned it to her.

She glanced at her skirt and wondered if she should turn her back to tidy it up, the neckline of which was slightly loose.

"Need help?"

"Will you?" She was so curious that she forgot to refuse.

"A little."

Xie Shang walked behind her.

The frames on the walls are framed with glass, and the clean transparent glass illuminates the person clearly.

There is no longer a distance between them, because of the closer distance, the difference in the height of men and women is particularly obvious at this time, and she has to look up to see Xie Shang's eyes on the glass frame. Looking at it from this angle, Xie Shang's eyelashes were long and curved, and the folds of the double eyelids at the end of the eyes were the deepest. Because he keeps his head down, it's easy to give the illusion that he's the obedient type.

The pupils are so beautiful, like amber, and such eyes must look good when crying. Wen Changling looked up at the reflection of the glass, and suddenly this thought flashed through him, wanting to see Xie Shang cry.

"Don't look at me, look down."

"Oh."

Wen Changling put away the increasingly wild thoughts in his mind.

Such a posture, a man and a woman, will generally be very ambiguous, but Xie Shang deliberately distanced himself so that people would not feel out of bounds.

Wen Changling's eyes didn't know where to look, so he stared at his skirt, the royal blue dress was very exquisite, there were sequins on the skirt, and the lights shone brightly, like stars in the sky.

She suddenly remembered the rich lady's name for Xie Shang, Xingxing.

Xie Shang carefully avoided the hearing aid in her left ear, and the combing of her hair was so light that she only felt the itch of the ends of her hair brushing her neck, and the ambition that had been put away ran out again.

What would it be like for Xie Shang to beg with red eyes?

"Give me the band."

Wen Changling raised his eyelids, regained his loyal and honest expression, and handed the rubber band to Xie Shang.

"Alright."

Xie Shang stepped back a little, and the distance was pulled away again.

Wen Changling touched his hair: "You still braid?" ”

"My mom taught me."

The two continued to walk forward, came to the corner, and went down the stairs together. Wen Changling walked on the side of the handrail, holding the stairs with one hand and her skirt with the other.

"Teach you to please girls?"

Xie Shang smiled: "No, teach me to honor her." ”

Xie Shang's mother is such a wonderful person.

She must be a very good lady, Xie Shang was taught very well by her, there is no bad habits of a rich child, he respects women, and knows how to get along with each other very well and boundaries.

"And does your mother know?"

"What?"

Wen Changling didn't pay much attention to the news on the Internet, and he didn't see the rich lady's face too clearly, so he casually mentioned: "I heard that you are a rich woman's careful liver." ”

Xie Shang stopped suddenly.

He was one step below her, and she barely stopped, leaning forward, the hem of her skirt touching his suit.

"That rich woman is my mother."

The "secret" of the Hetang Street Intelligence Group is really unreliable, and Wen Changling feels that it is better to be silent at this time.

Xie Shang didn't say anything more, and after going down the stairs, he said, "The restaurant is on the left, do you need me to take you there?" ”

"No, I don't." Wen Changling said, "Thank you." ”

She went first.

Xie Shang was too eye-catching, and she felt that she should not get too close to him on such an occasion.

Probably because she had changed her clothes, her sbaggy braided hair blocked her ears, she was no longer a different presence from the crowd, and no one paid special attention to her. She was at ease, picking a less crowded path and walking to the place where the food had been placed.

It just so happened that Jiang Youyou was also near the dining table.

Her father, Jiang Zhenghao, was also there, introducing her.

"This is my daughter, Yuyu."

The other party is a man in high fashion, slightly chubby, not tall, and Jiang Youyou who wears high heels.

The man took the initiative to say hello: "Hello." ”

Jiang Youyou replied: "Hello. ”

The man looked at Jiang Youyou slightly, and an expression of appreciation appeared on his face.

Jiang Zhenghao's purpose was very obvious, and after achieving his goal, he said with full vision: "You young people talk, I won't be here to get in the way." ”

Jiang Zhenghao gave Jiang Youyou a look, and then made room for the two to "develop" well.

The man was very interested in Jiang Youyou: "What does Miss Jiang do?" ”

Jiang Youyou is very dignified, and the skirt is the most conservative long-sleeved model, but it still can't cover her good figure. Her eyelids drooped slightly, appropriately showing her rustiness and discomfort with a man: "Doctor." ”

"Hello doctor, how great it is to save lives and help the wounded."

Studying medicine is Jiang Zhenghao's request, Jiang Zhenghao said that doctors, teachers, these are the most favorite daughter-in-law professions of noble ladies, but Jiang Youyou feels that Jiang Zhenghao's ideas are too outdated.

The man took the initiative to start the topic: "Being a doctor is busy, right?" ”

"It's fine." Jiang Youyou hooked his broken hair behind his ears, folded his hands in front of him, and spoke softly, very ladylike and well-behaved, "I work in a private hospital, so I'm not so busy." ”

"What does Miss Jiang like to do when she's not busy?"

Jiang Zhenghao said that this family makes silk.

Lady, hobbies can't be too wild, Jiang Youyou took a step back in a panic when the man was intended: "I don't like to go out very much, I usually embroider at home and read books." ”

"You can also embroider?" Men showed unprecedented interest and surprise.

She smiled shyly: "A little." ”

"You're really not like the person you are now." The man asked excitedly, "You must not have been to a bar, have you?" ”

She covered her mouth, surprised, incredulous: "How can a girl go to that kind of place?" ”

Wen Changling, who was next to him: "......"

She seems to have known a fake Dr. Jiang.