There is just a towering tree at the entrance of the community.

The man stood under the shade of the tree, against the light, his face was cold, but his facial features were blurred.

He took a step forward, and everything was clear from then on.

"You're here again?"

He put one hand in his trouser pocket, "Passing by." ”

"Oh." She lifted her leg and left, and when she passed by, the man grabbed her arm, "How long have you been with Lu Yun?" ”

"What, for how long?" She was inexplicable.

"How long have you been in private contact like this, picking up and dropping off after dinner?"

The man's voice was faint, and he couldn't hear joy or anger.

"He and I just met today." Jiang Yao was slightly speechless, "When I was talking about cooperation in the teahouse in the afternoon, I happened to meet each other, so I had a meal in the evening." It's not always in touch. ”

Song Zhixian's words made her seem to have been secretly with Lu Yun all along.

He raised his eyebrows, obviously not convinced, "You guys are so destined?" ”

"Well, I was about to say that, too." Jiang Yao scratched his ears and followed his words, "Every time I can meet him in a certain place, maybe Lu Yun and I really have a fate?" ”

他哼笑，“你想多了，明明是他倒霉。 ”

Jiang Yao: "? ”

Song Zhixian turned his eyes back, "Lu Yun, this person is not as simple as it seems on the surface, I advise you to be careful, don't be sold in the end and help the people pay for it." ”

Jiang Yao didn't have a good breath and said, "Don't worry about Mr. Song, I know how to make friends." ”

"Do you really think of him as a friend?"

The man tugged at her wrist and tightened unconsciously.

Jiang Yao pulled his wrist away, "As a marketing department, of course, one more friend will have one more connection." To be friends with a noble son like Lu Yun, if you want to talk to him about cooperation in the future, isn't it easier than others. ”

"In the future, Lanshi Group will not cooperate with him."

Jiang Yao shrugged his shoulders, "Okay, anyway, you're the president, I don't care~"

Jiang Yao didn't eat soft and hard, Song Zhixian wanted to care about her, but found that he didn't seem to have any position to say no to her.

The night breeze is a little cool at night.

The two stood at the gate and said a few words, Jiang Yao shrunk his neck, "Then Mr. Song, you continue to pass by." I'll go first. ”

Standing downstairs and freezing panicked.

Song Zhixian followed her footsteps, "It's just right, I also feel cold." Let's go together. ”

Jiang Yao: "? ”

She subconsciously refused, "I'm very tired today, I want to rest early." ”

Song Zhixian's footsteps walked faster than her, "Don't worry, I won't move you." ”

"But I ......"

"200,000." He seemed to be reminded of it.

Jiang Yao gritted his teeth.

Okay, eat people with a short mouth, and take people softly. Just for Song Zhixian's behavior of helping her before, Jiang Yao had no right to say no.

There was no stock of spaghetti bolognese noodles at home tonight, so Jiang Yao cooked Song Zhixian a bowl of the simplest tomato and egg noodles.

The taste is light, but it is very homely, and it makes people feel warm to the body and mind.

Song Zhixian somehow didn't have much appetite during the day recently, but as soon as he sat down at Jiang Yao's dinner table, that appetite came at once, and he could eat two big bowls at once.

He suspected that the woman had secretly placed appetizers in the noodles.

And Su Hao, no matter how he changed his tricks to cook, Song Zhixian still had no desire to eat.

In fact, when the two fell in love in college, Su Hao's cooking skills were not good, and Song Zhixian basically praised the deliciousness with a clear conscience, but that kind of taste was the most real. At that time, as long as the two quarreled, Su Feng would personally cook for him, and Song Zhixian would soon be coaxed.

Now that Su Hao has finally returned to China, his cooking skills have also risen several grades, but Song Zhixian no longer has the original intention at that time.

Jiang Yao waited for him to finish eating, quickly put away the dishes and chopsticks, and looked like he was in a hurry.

Song Zhixian didn't want to leave so quickly.

Every time he stays in Jiang Yao's nest, he will have a sense of comfort from the bottom of his heart.

Looking at the busy figure of the woman back and forth, feeling the breath she had leaned on on the sofa, the string that had been tense in her head seemed to be able to relax a little.

"Mr. Song, today's garbage?"

She was tentative.

Song Zhixian turned around, "You just put it at the door, I will fall tomorrow." ”

Tomorrow?

What does he mean by this, he won't want to stay overnight tonight.

Jiang Yao put down the garbage bag stupidly, in fact, she wanted to take a bath, but the man was still lying on the sofa and didn't leave, and it was difficult for her to wash it.

"Come here." He beckoned, "Watch a movie with me." ”

"If you don't watch it, the movie is too long, and it takes two hours to start." Jiang Yao refused, "I won't be able to get up tomorrow." ”

Besides, it's one o'clock in the morning after watching the movie, and Song Zhixian can't leave yet.

The relationship between the two is also unclear, whether it is a superior or a subordinate, a PAO friend, or a simple physical transaction of money.

Now that Jiang's mother's illness has almost recovered, and Jiang Jiao has basically paid off the medical expenses, he himself said that the ones that Song Zhixian gave before will be written off, and Jiang Yao will not continue to be stubborn with him.

This amount of money is nothing more than a sprinkler for men.

Besides, when the two broke up, she didn't ask Song Zhixian for a breakup fee, which should be regarded as a certain degree of youth loss fee!

"You seem to want me to go?"

"Remove it."

Song Zhixian got up and came to Jiang Yao, "Then you don't want to see me?" ”

"Don't dare." She lowered her eyes.

"Jiang Yao, what am I in your eyes now?" He stared into her eyes.

Jiang Yao didn't think twice, "Boss, president, boss." "

and the evil capitalists.

"What else?"

"Nope."

Song Zhixian took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit the lighter, inhaled slowly, and spit it out,

"What if I say, I want us to go back to our old relationship?"

Jiang Yao raised his head, "In the past, there were many relationships. Mr. Song, which one are you talking about? Pao friends? Long-term sexual partners? ”

Song Zhixian's eyes were deep, and he was about to speak.

Jiang Yao interrupted him, "Your Miss Bai Yueguang Su didn't return to China before, plus I am also an adult woman, so I have certain needs, so I will agree to be a long-term sexual partner." But now between you and me, many of them can't go back. If you and I have Miss Su for a day, you and I won't be able to go back. Even without her, you and I are not suitable. ”

She is a single parent, coupled with a poor family, and she and Jiang's mother depend on each other all the year round, and even if she gets married in the future, she wants to live with Jiang's mother to take care of Jiang's mother's body.

With such conditions, it is difficult for her to find the right person.

What's more, it's a top noble family like Song Zhixian.

So from the beginning, they had no results, and it was only because of a lot of mistakes that they were entangled until now.

"Su Feng and I are not together. I'm nice to her, but for some other personal reason. Song Zhixian thought about it, but still didn't say anything about Su Feng's depression, after all, this kind of disease belongs to personal privacy.

"She and I can't go back to the past."

At least he has no plans to marry Su Feng.

From the moment Song Ting proposed it, Song Zhixian resisted.

Many things, after a thousand sails have passed, it is too late.

Jiang Yao still shook his head, "Song Zhixian." I'm not young now, and my mom is not in good health, so first of all, I'm very grateful to you for reaching out and saving my mom's life. Secondly, I don't want to waste my time on the same person, you know what I mean? ”