Bestow Me a Love Like Wind

What a good thing, seeing her, Xu Zijin is not good at all.

She ignored the others, turned around and went to the bar, and took out the card from her wallet: "Is the cranberry and raspberry cake I want packed? Put more ice packs in it."

The clerk nodded: "It's ready."

She swiped her card to pay the bill, and the other party gave her two more cakes. Xu Zijin took it, but Wu Aimei was a little strange: "Why, isn't it here to talk about it?"

Xu Zijin didn't even want to say a word to her. After a long time, he reluctantly replied with a very hard voice: "This is a big crowd! I don't want to be seen with you!"

Moreover, even when she said this sentence, she deliberately suppressed her voice and avoided the people around her.

Wu Aimei's mood fell to the bottom in a flash. She knew that she was not worthy of Xu Zijin, and she knew that even if she tried her best to dress up, she now became Leng's in-laws, and she was just a nanny from a humble background. It was normal for her to look down on herself.

Looking down, the cakes here, even the slap-sized little yellow duck cakes cost 688. The two boxes of ice cream cakes Xu Zijin bought cost about 4,000. Such a price was almost equivalent to the handbag she had brought out. No wonder she despised herself. There is no level at all, and there is no need for even comparison.

However, when she saw her holding two boxes of cakes, she still stepped forward: "Would you like me to help you get it?"

As soon as she stretched out her hand, Xu Zijin immediately retracted her hand and said, "No."

Wu Aimei shook her hand and felt slightly uncomfortable. She added something like her mother caring about her daughter: "It's about to night, and eating too much cake, which is high in calories, is bad for your health."

Xu Zijin answered this time: "This is for my mother and Aunt Zhen."

As soon as the word "my mother" came out, Wu Aimei was taken aback, and she quickly reacted. She was talking about Li Hongrui.

Wu Aimei still doesn't know that Xu Zijin already knows her identity, and she thinks-she is still the second Miss Xu family.

Yes, in her eyes, Li Hongrui is her mother. She has a noble birth and full heritage, which is certainly not comparable to a poor person like her. Xu Zijin—she hates herself, she has known it a long time ago.

Xu Zijin walked in front, but she followed after a slight daze. He didn't even dare to go up the elevator with her on the first floor, only to stagger her a few steps.

The place Xu Zijin took her to was a place upstairs similar to a clubhouse. She ordered a private room, ordered a set of black tea, a set of afternoon tea, and then drove the waitress out. Before she drove out, she said, "You don't need to come in without my instructions. Close the door tighter, I Need to be quiet."

The waitress nodded and closed the door as she ordered. Xu Zijin put the two boxes of cakes aside. There are two sets of cups. Xu Zijin took one set himself, and Wu Aimei took one set, and took a sip. The black tea was bitter and astringent without flavoring. On the other side, Xu Zijin expertly added one-third of the sugar cube to the black tea, put milk in it, and watched Wu Aimei shrink her hands. This time she not only frowned, but even hummed.

After stirring the spoon, she endured for a long time before saying: "I am looking for you this time, I want to ask you something."