CEO, You Look Like My Daddy

After another half circle on this floor, Qiao Ya saw the figure of Jian Haixi.

She looked worried and pulled the humanitarian: "why did you come here? It made me look for a big circle."

Jane Haixi shook her head. She was still a little out of her mind. She smiled at Qiaoya and said, "it's all right. Just now she thought she came over when she saw an acquaintance. As a result, she recognized her mistake."

"Mistake?" said JOYA with a smile. "It's a coincidence. I just recognized a wrong person over there."

"Huh?"

Jian Haixi wondered, can you recognize the wrong person so well these days?

JOYA took her arm and walked towards the escalator. She said, "I met an old acquaintance when I was looking for you. I clearly saw him, but he didn't seem to remember me. I had to say I recognized the wrong person."

When Jian Haixi heard the speech, he glanced at her and said with an angry smile, "how can you be like you? People have denied it. You still think there is something wrong with people's memory. Why can't you admit your mistake?"

Seeing that she doubted herself, joyaton widened his eyes, turned to stare at her, pretended to be vicious and said, "how can I admit my mistake? Dare you doubt my eyes and memory?"

The voice unconsciously increased.

Jian Haixi smiled and said with both hands, "I don't dare. You're so powerful. How dare I doubt you."

"Hum, that's about the same." Qiao Ya's cheeks were so angry that she hummed, shook her bag with one hand and looked at her with a slight eyebrow. "Sister, don't believe it. I dare not say anything else, but I don't boast about my major."

Jian Haixi glanced at her: "what does this have to do with your major?"

"Eyes, of course!" JOYA's index finger and middle finger gestured her eyes. "The design is the same as mikay holding a scalpel."

She took Jian Haixi across the escalator on the next floor. After standing firm, she turned her head and continued to say to her: "human beings are no different from cloth in my eyes now. They are all materials. At most, the texture is more complicated and the color is darker, but as long as I use the materials in my hand, I remember correctly."

"Oh ~" Jian Haixi nodded suddenly and looked at Qiaoya with a wink. "I don't doubt your professional level, but you said that... Why am I so scared?"

She raised her hand and rubbed her arm. She was stunned to catch up with the cold drink just now.

"Fuck you." JOYA smiled and squeezed her arm.

Jian Haixi smiled and pushed away her hand. She leaned down on her back and said, "big designer, what kind of cloth do I look like in your eyes?"

"You......" Qiao Ya pretended to pause mysteriously and continued after she had satisfied Jane Haixi's appetite. "You are naturally a very rare and precious kind."

"Oh." Jian Haixi didn't appreciate it and said, "your boast is too fake. You're so careless. Don't think I'll be polite to order later."

"Don't you underestimate me? Is my sister short of that money?" Joey patted her hand on her neck. "Although it can't compare with your man, my sister's wallet is more than enough to feed you."

As the escalator went down, there was a faint sound of laughter.

At the corner of a bathroom upstairs, Su ri'an stood there, her eyes behind her sunglasses staring at their backs.

"Lord, what's the problem?"

Beside him, a woman in a veil and a long skirt asked respectfully.

Not much, if any wine is not covered by the perfume of the red wavy hair, which is draped on the shoulders, and even if it covers most of the face, the eyes of the two waves are very touching.

Until the escalator went to the bottom and the two people could no longer be seen, Su ri'an took back his sight and shook his head.

"Let someone check the daughter of Qiao's family." different from the gentle and elegant voice just now, the indistinguishable voice just makes people feel creepy.

The woman paused and said, "yes."

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Out of the mall, Jane Haixi and Qiaoya strolled by the side of the road to pick a restaurant.

"Do you want to eat this?" Jian Haixi asked Qiaoya, pointing to a Japanese restaurant.

"No." Qiao Ya shook her head and refused very simply.

"What about this one?" Jian Haixi asked again.

"It's going to vomit." she skimmed her mouth and turned her head to play coquettish with Jane Haixi. "Haixi, can we have something authentic?"

"What do you want to eat?" Jane Haixi was helpless, but there was no cover in her eyes.

Although Qiaoya shouted to invite her, Jane Haixi always subconsciously wanted to spoil the people around her. For example, at this time, she would be more willing to see Qiaoya's taste.

"Almost all the restaurants here have changed their appearance, and I don't know which one is delicious." Qiaoya pursed her mouth and turned around. Finally, she scratched her head and looked at Jian Haixi. "I want sweet and sour fish, Mapo Tofu, fish head with chopped peppers and honey barbecued pork!"

"Take me to any shop where you can eat." Joey shook her arm.

"You can't eat all the dishes you ordered." Jian Haixi stood by the side of the road with his chest in his hands. "You ordered four of the eight major cuisines. I just have to find you four authentic cooks."

"Well, let's have the same today. How about sweet and sour fish ~" Joey put her chin on her shoulder and shook her shoulder.

"Good, good." Jane Haixi couldn't help but smile and led her into a restaurant not far away.

Thanks to her understanding, she just came back. Maybe her taste was the same as that outside for a while. She even chose several French and Japanese restaurants.

Who knows, the little girl's stomach doesn't feel shy about her hometown at all.

The restaurant chosen by Jian Haixi is well decorated. For the comfort of guests, there are only a few tables in the hall. It won't be noisy.

She originally wanted a box. Joey glanced at the lobby and said, "don't go to the box, just the hall. The view is good."

Jane Haixi naturally depends on her. Although she is also very confused, why should she have a good view after dinner

They chose a side table to sit down. At this moment, they felt hungry. They buried their heads and ordered several signature dishes.

While waiting for dishes, Qiaoya and Jane Haixi whispered and laughed at the interesting people and things they met outside. When they were talking about the inspiration of their new design, the originally quiet hall suddenly sounded soothing piano music.

Qiaoya looked for her voice, but she was slightly stunned when she saw the silhouette on the stage.

After listening to her, she suddenly lost her voice. Jian Haixi couldn't help looking up in doubt. Seeing her staring at her back, she subconsciously looked at it.

There is a small platform in that direction, higher than other places, on which is a pure white piano.

When they came in just now, there was no one behind the piano. Now there was a pianist in a white suit.

His fingers jumped on the keys, and a steady stream of notes flowed out of the piano and floated in this quiet space. For a moment, the hall with some voices just now was completely quiet and seemed to be enjoying music.

Jian Haixi looked back and saw that Qiaoya was still staring at the figure in a daze. He stretched out his hand and waved in front of her: "ya'er?"

Qiaoya suddenly recovered, looked at Jane Haixi and said, "ah? What's the matter?"

Seeing that she looked wrong, Jane Haixi asked, "should I ask you? What's the matter with you?"

Qiao Ya was stunned, shook her head and said with a smile, "it's all right, just thinking of an old friend."

Deep in her memory, there was also a figure, wearing a well-tailored suit, sitting in front of the piano, with beautiful fingers rising and falling on the keys.