Deliberately seduce

Chapter 179
Jiang Yunmu has a worry recently, an unspeakable worry.

"What?" Zhao Xiaomeng and Fang Zhiyi couldn't help being surprised when they heard her description, and the expressions on their faces were unpredictable.

"You mean... Mr. Zhou seems to be..." Fang Zhiyi paused for a moment, and organized the appropriate language in his brain, "Not too good?"

The gossip in the tone was about to overflow, and the volume couldn't help but increase accordingly.

Jiang Yunmu coughed lightly to remind her to keep her voice down.

"Okay, okay." Fang Zhiyi quickly covered his mouth, but he couldn't suppress the corners of his lips that were crazily raised, "I see Mr. Zhou's appearance, he should be very good, how could it be like this..."

The memory has been stuck in Zhou Shiyin's ruthless suspension of Jiang Yunmu's job. Zhao Xiaomeng who was there was stunned: "No, when did you get on good terms with Zhou Shiyin again?"

He didn't tell her when he reunited with Zhou Shiyin, and he didn't tell her when he quarreled with Zhou Shiyin. Even Fang Zhiyi told her about being suspended by Zhou Shiyin.

"Jiang Yunmu, dare you and Fang Zhiyi are good girlfriends, right?" Zhao Xiaomeng narrowed her eyes slightly, with a sour air, "Don't tell me anything, are you still good girlfriends?"

Seeing the complaint, Fang Zhi quickly stopped his smirk, and cooperated with Zhao Xiaomeng to accuse Jiang Yunmu in a serious manner: "That's right, this is your fault, it's better to let the rain and dew soak in it."

"Mr. Lin went to Germany for an academic exchange. Aren't you busy with work and raising children? I don't want you to worry..."

In addition, there is another more important reason, that is, since they broke up after the college entrance examination, Zhao Xiaomeng has always held a prejudiced attitude towards Zhou Shiyin.

Jiang Yunmu has been looking for a suitable opportunity to talk to Zhao Xiaomeng, but both of them are very busy during this period of time, and in the end, she simply seized this opportunity and revealed all the things that have been cut first and played later.

"I was wrong, I will tell you as soon as possible in the future, okay?" Jiang Yunmu blinked and looked at Zhao Xiaomeng, as sincere as he could be.

Fang Zhiyi pretended to slap her on the shoulder, and looked at Zhao Xiaomeng: "Don't be angry, look, I taught her a lesson for you."

Zhao Xiaomeng finally compromised with the two guys' singing and singing: "I'll let you off this time, don't make an example."

Jiang Yunmu nodded like pounding garlic.

"Let's get down to business." Fang Zhiyi, the gossiper, forcibly brought back the topic that was gradually drifting away, "What happened to Mr. Zhou, let's talk about it."

Zhao Xiaomeng also looked at Jiang Yunmu curiously.

I saw Jiang Yunmu sighed a little: "It's just these two days..."

That day, Zhou Shiyin accompanied her to finish the infusion, saw that the retained needle was still on the back of her hand, and asked, "How many more days of infusion do I need?"

Jiang Yunmu: "Today is the fourth day, and it will end tomorrow."

Zhou Shiyin didn't speak, and when the doctor came in for a routine examination, he dragged the doctor to chat a lot about Jiang Yunmu's condition.

Jiang Yunmu knew that Zhou Shiyin cared about her, so he didn't ask any more questions.

When he got home at night, Zhou Shiyin seemed like a different person.

He who turned a deaf ear to her begging for mercy several times in the bathroom last night, no matter how much she teases him at this moment, he is unmoved, as if his lust is empty.

Even the kiss was rejected.

In the end, she went back to the guest room angrily. She thought he would come to admit his mistake and forcefully carry her back to the master bedroom. Unexpectedly, he just knocked on the door, said good night to her in a gentle tone, and then left.

And, this situation lasted for two days.

Jiang Yunmu couldn't help but began to doubt whether Zhou Shiyin had lost interest in her after he indulged that night.

"So that's the situation." Fang Zhiyi said, taking a careful look at Jiang Yunmu, "I don't think it's your problem, our beauty Jiang is still beautiful."

"This is not necessarily the case. After all, Zhou Shiyin is also very good-looking, and he may already be familiar with the good-looking skin." Zhao Xiaomeng analyzed seriously.

Fang Zhiyi nodded thoughtfully: "It makes sense."

Condensation formed on the wall of the cup containing the iced drink and dripped onto the table.

Zhao Xiaomeng and Fang Zhiyi have been discussing each other for a long time without finding a reason, and the topic has gradually turned to the strange direction of whether Jiang Yunmu is more attractive or Zhou Shiyin is more attractive.

Jiang Yunmu took a sip of the hot milk in front of him, glanced back and forth between the two who were discussing fiercely, and put the cup on the table with a snap.

Zhao Xiaomeng and Fang Zhiyi both shut their mouths at the same time.

"Have you two come to any conclusion?" Jiang Yunmu had a gentle smile on his face.

"Well..." Fang Zhiyi avoided Jiang Yunmu's gaze with some guilt.

Jiang Yunmu looked at Zhao Xiaomeng with a smile: "What about classmate Zhao?"

Zhao Xiaomeng swallowed her saliva, and her brain was spinning rapidly, unexpectedly, she suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "I know!"

Impatiently, he hooked his fingers at the two of them, motioning them to bend their ears.

"What do you know?" Fang Zhiyi and Jiang Yunmu went forward, looking attentively listening.

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At Zhou Shiyin's house, Jiang Yunmu kept tinkering in the kitchen wearing an apron.

In the blink of an eye, it was evening, and there was a sound of opening the door from the entrance.

Zhou Shiyin, who was busy with work, just stepped into the house when he smelled a strange smell: "Jiang Jiang?"

"You're back." Hearing his voice, Jiang Yunmu poked out half of his body from the kitchen, and waved to him, "Come and sit down, it's time to eat."

Looking at Jiang Yunmu wearing an apron, Zhou Shiyin couldn't help being stunned for a moment. If he remembered correctly, Jiang Yunmu probably didn't know how to cook.

"Why are you still standing there, come quickly." Jiang Yunmu waved again and urged.

Zhou Shiyin took a deep breath, and walked to the dining table with a look of death.

Surprisingly, the dishes on the table turned out to be very normal—green garlic cabbage, browned chicken wings, and smooth steamed eggs.

There is no sense of déjà vu of dark cuisine at all.

This made Zhou Shiyin a little surprised: "I didn't expect Vice President Jiang to be very talented in cooking."

Jiang Yunmu curled his lips: "I can still handle simple dishes, okay, as long as you keep in mind the special secrets for beginners."

"What's the secret?" Zhou Shiyin was very curious.

Jiang Yunmu said solemnly: "Don't misplace the seasonings that are not in the recipe, and the most important point is to turn on a low fire."

As soon as the words finished, Zhou Shiyin couldn't help laughing, and gave her a thumbs up with great admiration: "It really is a very important secret."

Chef Jiang, who followed the beginner's secrets, cooked unexpectedly delicious dishes, and Zhou Shiyin ate them deliciously.

After the meal, Zhou Shiyin took the initiative to clean up the dishes.

Jiang Yunmu obediently stood outside the kitchen, leaning against the door, and praised without hesitation: "Mr. Zhou is indeed a good man at home."

Zhou Shiyin didn't speak, but the curve of his lips revealed his happy mood at the moment.

After washing the dishes, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of a small saucepan on the stove, and it was that strange smell coming from it.

(End of this chapter)