1090: C1090 She Wants to Freeload

C1090 She Wants to Freeload

"Ms Jin. " The two of them walked towards the place where they had just eaten and went to get the car. "If you really don't want to play, then forget it. My grandmother likes her very much. Didn't you notice? She was mentioned when she called me. "

"Yeah, when did Grandma Xu leave someone to eat at her place?"

"Ms Jin, I want to fight for it. "

The car's shaking lock rang. Both of them sat in the car. Ms Jin was not used to wearing a seatbelt. She only put it on after Xu Zheyan instructed her twice.

Ms Jin usually did not speak so seriously. "Zheyan, I already said that Xiaoyu has encountered some problems. You are in C City. She is in Qing County, so it will be very difficult for her to develop feelings. She keeps herself locked up like this every day. If you can't care about her, how can you enter her life? " . . .

The next afternoon, just as Xiaoya's instant noodles were soaked in boiling water, she sat in front of the sewing machine and buried her head in the curtains.

When the doorbell rang, she shouted, "Who is it? Wait a moment. "

"Me, Xiaoyu. " It was Ms Jin's voice.

Xiao Yu quickly stopped the machine and got up to open the door for Ms Jin.

When she opened the door, Ms Jin smiled and said, "Are you making curtains again?"

"Ms Jin, come in. "

At this time, footsteps came from the corridor from the bottom to the top. Ms Jin had just entered the house with one foot when Xu Zheyan also arrived at the door. He smiled like what happened last night did not happen at all. It was not awkward at all.

"Ms Jin, I was just about to go and find you. "

"I was looking for Xiao Yu. If you want to find me, come sit at Xiao Yu's house for a while. "

"Okay. "

Xiaoyu was speechless. Did these two think she didn't exist?

As soon as Xu Zheyan entered the room, he followed Ms Jin to change his shoes one after the other. He smelled the smell of instant noodles in the room and frowned. He searched for the smell and found where the instant noodles were. He picked up the noodles and poured lunch for Xiaoyu into the toilet.

"Xu! Zhe! Yan!" Xiaoyu wanted to kill this guy with a knife, but he actually dared to pour her noodles!

Xu Zheyan chose to ignore it. "Don't eat that kind of gastric and nutritious food. Do you have any food at home? You make your curtains. I'll make something for you to eat. "

Ms Jin slapped her leg. She was already looking for trouble, so she stood up. "What food does she have? Eat instant noodles every day. Just you wait. I'll go upstairs and get it for you. I have a lot of dishes in the fridge. "

Xiaoyu stepped on the sewing machine as she smelled the fragrance coming from the kitchen. The taste of cooking at home was indeed different. This process was enough to lure out the gluttony in one's stomach. She very disappointedly began to swallow her saliva.

It had been a long, long time since she had such an appetite.

She was very curious about the taste of the food cooked by a man like Xu Zheyan.

Xiaoyu stood at the kitchen door and listened to the sound of the ventilator turning. She saw the man wearing the apron that Ms Jin had taken off. He rolled up his sleeves and stir-fried it skillfully. The fragrance drilled into her nose.

When she was eating, she chewed on it. Two meat, one vegetable, and one soup. It was so delicious.

Xu Zheyan also put in his rice. Thinking about how she chewed slowly that day, he could not help but laugh. "Wow, how can you eat so much? I didn't eat either. Save some for me. "

"It's not like I can't finish eating. Do you think I'm a pig?"

Food had to be eaten in order to taste. When Xu Zheyan saw Xiaoyu eating leisurely, he also tried his best to eat with her.

During dinner, Ms Jin consciously took a lot of food from upstairs. She said that she wanted to freeload on the food.

The one who cooked was naturally Xu Zheyan again. . .

Xiaoyu stepped on the sewing machine and Ms Jin sat beside her. She looked in the direction of the kitchen. "Xiaoyu. Zhe Yan is a good person. Look, there is a rich kid who knows how to cook now. He treats people politely and even a nouveau riche like me thinks that he's not bad. Don't pick. Try to date him. Another piece of meat. "2

"He really likes you. "

"Ms Jin, I don't need anything to be sincere about. "

"Okay, okay, okay. You just need it. There's someone with you. Just don't be bored. "

Little Fish didn't answer. She was too bored. The more bored she was, the more Zhuang Yichen's shadow surrounded her. She needed to change the situation.

Ms Jin said again, "Then let Zhe Yan accompany you for a while and get along with you?"

"Ms Jin, I. . . Divorced. " Little Fish continued to step on the sewing machine and did not stop.

After Ms Jin was stunned for a moment, she changed the topic. Little Fish knew that everyone would care about this condition. After she thought about it, she felt relaxed.

In the night, Little Fish had already tidied up and went to sleep.

Someone pressed the doorbell again. Ms Jin was the only one who would press the doorbell so late at night. When she walked to the door, she still looked outside through the peephole. It was Xu Zheyan.

Xiaoyu wanted to pretend that she did not hear him. She turned off the light and prepared to go back to sleep. However, the person outside the door had already spoken. "Xiaoyu, she said. I know you're here. The light was on just now. Now that the light inside is gone, Ms Jin told me. Little Fish, I think it is red. I don't care. . . You are already divorced. You are alone now. "

" Xiaoyu, aren't you tired of tying yourself up? Where can I find a man like me who's willing to be your substitute? I just feel that since I like you, I can see your shadow even when I close my eyes, and your feelings are also blank right now. Why don't we try dating? "

As soon as she said that, the door was pulled open. Xiaoyu looked at Xu Zheyan and asked directly," Can we not have sex? "

Xu Zheyan heaved a sigh of relief. He raised the corner of his mouth, and his eyes started to shine under the induction light. "Of course I can! Did you agree? "

. . . "Okay. " . . .

In the Haicheng, Mansion Number Nine, Zhuang Yichen sat beside the tea table in Jiang Zhao's study. The fragrance of the tea filled the air. He said, "If I want to use the media to look for people, wouldn't that be bad?"

Jiang Zhao exhaled. His eyes were dark and solemn. "Yichen, if we use the media's method to find people, then Xin Mann's matter at that time, Zhuang Yifeng's matter, might be found out even further. It's too risky. "

Zhuang Yichen knew how dirty this could be.

If he openly looked for Xiaoya, then the reason for the divorce would be found out. For example, the hostage incident that night would expose the gun incident. At the same time, he might also slowly expose his hidden forces.

Everything that happened before would be used to hype up, especially people like him. People who gossiped would never lose interest. The history of rich and handsome love would always be talked about by people, and the conspiracies of those love stories could not be pulled out. Zhuang Yifeng was dead, and no one could testify. If he was exposed, he would be seeking his own death.

"Yichen, have you ever thought about it? Given Xiaoya's character, she might have already. . . " Jiang Zhao filled the tea set with tea, picked up the cup, and handed it to Zhuang Yichen. His words stopped at this place. The teacup was just in front of Zhuang Yichen, but his eyes were secretive.

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