Spring night kiss

Chapter 3 He is reason itself

Jiang Tan said yes, looked up and saw several young boys rushing behind Meng Yanxi, with identical faces, looking at him.

The leading boy had a short haircut and said in a loud voice, "Miss! Can you add me on WeChat so we can get to know each other?"

Jiang Tan couldn't help but laugh. Just when she was thinking about how to refuse, she heard Meng Yanxi say: "The young lady's boyfriend is very possessive and won't let her add members of the opposite sex on WeChat."

Everyone regretted and dispersed.

Jiang Tan walked beside Meng Yanxi and asked him funny: "When did Zhou Yinghuai have such a thing as possessiveness?"

"Him?" Meng Yanxi smiled elegantly and looked at Jiang Tan with a pair of deep eyes, half-jokingly, "He seems careless, but if someone really dares to covet you, it will be easy for him to peel off his skin."

Meng Yanxi is a venture capitalist, and he is doing extremely well. He is the same age as Zhou Yinghuai, 28 years old, young and very proud.

People in this industry are calm and rational, and are best at weighing pros and cons.But Meng Yanxi has many warm-hearted hobbies, such as teaching in impoverished mountainous areas, charity, and even rescuing stray cats and dogs.

Jiang Tan once asked him why, and the latter smiled half-heartedly and said, "Just for peace of mind."

Jiang Tan knows that some words are not suitable for in-depth study, so just point them out.

The fragrance of agarwood pieces was faint, and the heat fell on Jiang Tan's face. She sipped it lightly, looking like she was enjoying it.

Meng Yanxi looked funny, and it was rare for him to have a conscience, so he said calmly: "Zhou Yinghuai is in a bad mood recently, stay away from him."

The two of them can be considered friends.Jiang Tan's status was embarrassing, and the only person around Zhou Yinghuai who could be called a friend was Meng Yanxi.

Jiang Tan was stunned for a moment when he heard Meng Yanxi's words. Then he paused with the hand holding the thin celadon cup and lowered his eyes, "Why is he in a bad mood?"

"His father recently retired and his thoughts are focused on him."

Meng Yanxi didn't elaborate, but Jiang Tan could almost understand.

She sipped her tea and drank it all in one gulp.

"How thirsty are you? Didn't you drink tea on the way?"

"Well," Jiang Tan smiled and looked at Meng Yanxi: "Have another drink."

Meng Yanxi thought that he should prepare a bottle of wine for the little girl.

The two sat for a while, and Meng Yanxi suggested sending Jiang Tan to Mingyuan.

Cullinan was driving on the road, Meng Yanxi held the steering wheel with one hand, and occasionally looked at Jiang Tan sitting in the passenger seat from the corner of her eye.

"You and Zhou Yinghuai are in love, right?"

Jiang Tan thought seriously and then said, "It doesn't count, because we have no future."

It's so calm and terrifying.

Even though he knew it was an abyss, he could still stand calmly down there.

Meng Yanxi was born a little complicated.

"Then don't be too obsessed, Jiang Tan. We have known each other for half a year. You are very capable at work. You can run this organization very well by yourself. You don't necessarily have to be by Zhou Yinghuai's side all the time. You understand what I mean. Do you mean it?"

Jiang Tan knew that she was just running away.

For a long time, her throat rolled rapidly, and her voice seemed to be choked and stinging.

She said: "Will Zhou Yinghuai get married?"

At the red light, Meng Yanxi stopped the car, lit the cigarette between her teeth, and took a deep breath, "He probably has no such intention, but...his marriage, or our marriage, does not count."

Jiang Tan's heart sank, feeling suffocated.

This answer is expected.

In fact, the answers to many things are the same.

It's just the people in the game who are deceiving themselves and others.

Jiang Tan looked at the halo of the red light, her eyes stung, and then she closed her eyes and said softly, "I want to sleep for a while." Jiang Tan couldn't sleep, because the scene when he first met Zhou Yinghuai was replaying in his mind over and over again.

She had just graduated half a year ago with a diploma. After a selection process that was even more rigorous than the college entrance examination, she finally got an interview notice and entered the Weixi Group.

The economy has been sluggish this year, the face under the mask is blurred, and the hot air makes people breathless.

Weixi Group, which is the economic backbone of Ningcheng, has a tall and cold appearance. When you walk into the lobby, the air-conditioning inside is as cold as ice, bone-chilling.

Jiang Tan looked over and saw that the hall was bustling with people, all with the same pair of tired eyes.

Jiang Tan, like many job seekers, crowded at the door of the elevator, waiting for the door to open and sprinting in, so as not to fall behind others and have to wait for the next one.

When Zhou Yinghuai appeared, there was a commotion at the door.Jiang Tan, like other interviewers, followed the sound and looked over.

A group of elite executives gathered around the extended Lincoln commercial vehicle and rushed to open the door. They wore the same smiles on their faces, as rigorous as a printed copy.

Zhou Yinghuai walked out surrounded by everyone, looking aloof and aloof, with a coldness between his brows and eyes, making it difficult to get close to him.

Perhaps it was because the man's appearance was too aggressive that she felt her breathing stagnant for a moment.

Love at first sight, or love at first sight, Jiang Tan doesn't know which one has more.

The man's gaze inadvertently glanced in her direction, without stopping, and looked away.

Jiang Tan thought about it many times, what was the thought that ran through her mind at that moment.

Thinking about it repeatedly in the dream, Jiang Tan found the answer. The thought was-go to him.
Now we have arrived, but Jiang Tan discovered that we have only arrived.

She opened her eyes, took out her phone, and sent a text message to Zhou Yinghuai.

At that time, in the chairman's office of Weixi Group, Zhou Yinghuai had just finished working when he received a message from Jiang Tan.

Jiang Tan said: "Zhou Yinghuai, I want to eat the candied haws on the opposite side of No. [-] Middle School."

Zhou Yinghuai read the text message several times, his dignified brows and eyes expressionless, and he chuckled.

Eat candied haws?How old you are, you really have the mentality of a child.

He put his phone on the table and didn't reply.

Assistant Zhao Qi walked in and saw Zhou Yinghuai put on his suit jacket and was about to leave.

Zhao Qi was confused and said, "Mr. Zhou, what are you doing?"

"The meeting tonight is cancelled."

"Okay." Zhao Qi said quickly: "Where are you going, I'll have someone take you there."

"Twelve Middle School, I'll go there by myself."

Zhao Qi: ".?"

You are 28 years old, what kind of trouble are you going to make when you go to junior high school?
These days, junior high school students are also under heavy academic pressure.

At 9 o'clock in the evening, it was raining lightly. Under the admiration of a group of children who had just finished their evening self-study, the Maybach stopped on the roadside covered with dead leaves.

An elegant and cold man came out, holding a wooden bamboo umbrella in his clear-fingered hand, and on his cold white wrist was a string of small-leaf red sandalwood.

He had a cool aura, turned a blind eye to the bustling crowd, and walked up to the stall owner.

"Hello, who are you?" The boss was a little nervous when he spoke.

The man's voice was cold and noble, and he said quietly, "I want a bunch of candied haws."

"A bunch."

Before the boss finished speaking, Zhou Yinghuai suddenly said: "Pack up whatever is left in the store."

(End of this chapter)