My dear President, Please make a detour

Near noon, Jian Qianyu took her to a private restaurant.

The two men sat opposite each other. Qin Zijin was a little strange: "why is there no menu?"

And no one came to say hello.

Jian Qianyu took the teapot on the table and filled the two people's cups with a cold tone: "we'll eat whatever the boss does."

Qin Zijin opened his mouth slightly: "when will he serve?"

Jian Qianyu sipped his tea and said, "when will he finish it?"

Qin Zi was silent for three seconds and couldn't help asking, "won't you close down if you open a restaurant like this?"

Jian Qianyu smiled on his lips: "believe it or not, if I didn't bring you here, you wouldn't even be able to enter the door if there was no appointment."

Qin Zijin looked around, and then found that although there were few people here, they all seemed to be familiar bosses.

"Hey, is that the Secretary General just mentioned this year?"

"Why is the most angular one so like the movie queen who is in the limelight recently?"

"Don't talk so much nonsense." Jian Qianyu said coldly.

Qin Zijin supported his chin: "Jian Qianyu, no matter what I say now, it's already your wife. Is that still your attitude towards me?"

Jian Qianyu's cold eyes suddenly sank: "I don't like those who are too bad."

Qin Zijin tilted his lips.

Well, if you have the ability, don't pull her to get married.

It seemed that he had made up his mind that Jian Qianyu would not divorce her in a short time. Therefore, Qin Zijin felt that he could be a little more presumptuous.

"Jian Qianyu, are you going to tell your family about our marriage?" Qin Zijin asked.

Jian Qianyu's eyes were bright and deep: "nature."

I don't think his family will say much about his marriage.

However, his mother will certainly put forward to see Qin Zijin.

As for the meeting time, Jian Qianyu calculated the travel time of his parents. It is estimated that it will take some time to come back.

Qin Zijin pursed his lips: "can you stop talking about our marriage?"

The business of her family should be settled slowly.

And Jian Qianyu will undoubtedly be the biggest trump card in her hand.

"Yes." Jian Qianyu looked at Qin Zijin's eyes and could guess what she wanted to do.

The meal was a little slow, but Qin Zijin still felt bright after seeing these dishes.

When he ate it, he narrowed his eyes and said, "I take back what I just said. This restaurant will not close down."

Because the boss's craft is really great!

When I was about to finish my meal, a man suddenly came in front of me.

It was a very young and handsome man with a beautiful face. He looked like he was in his twenties, but his legs seemed inconvenient. He was in a wheelchair.

"How did you come out?" Jian Qianyu seemed very familiar with the people in front of him, even his tone was very gentle.

"I just heard Ali say you're coming, so I'll have a look." the man in front of me has a gentle voice.

"Well, I'll bring someone over for dinner." Jian Qianyu said, looked at Qin Zijin, and then said, "this is Qin Zijin."

Then he took another look at the man in front of him and said faintly to Qin Zijin, "this is my good friend, Jiang Han."

"Hello." Qin Zijin also liked this gentle man.

Jiang Han immediately greeted her, then smiled and joked, "Qian Yu seldom brings girls here."

Except for little glutinous rice, it seems to be the only girl he brought.

"How are you recently?" Jian Qianyu asked.

Jiang Han smiled: "you also said me. I came to see you not because of the recent rumors about you."

"Now look at you sitting here. I put snacks."

Jiang Han said and said, "what are you going to do with Yin Ming? I heard that he won you this time. You have a lot of bets."

Jian Qianyu sneered, and his eyes were cold: "won me? It depends on whether he dares to ask me for a bet."

Jiang Han had long guessed that there might be something fishy in the game. Otherwise, with Jian Qianyu's ability, how could the boy win.

"Well, the Indian family has been doing well recently. Their family is politically in the right direction. It's just a new term, so take it easy when you start," Jiang Han reminded.

Jian Qianyu nodded slightly, and his voice was full of danger: "don't worry, I'll free up my hand to fix him, so as not to lose my sense of propriety."

After talking for a while, Jian Qianyu frowned and said, "you'd better go back and have a rest. I think you're in a bad spirit."

Jiang Han smiled bitterly: "I feel that my body is getting worse and worse. I don't know when to go into the earth."

"What nonsense!" Jian Qianyu scolded him coldly, his eyes full of anger: "there are several of us, you will be fine."

Qin Zijin saw clearly that the handsome man in front of him was probably the reason why he was ill all the year round. It seemed that... The situation was really unsatisfactory.

Jiang Han coughed fiercely before he spoke.

Jian Qianyu felt nervous in his eyes and handed him a cup of tea.

"Zijin, wait for me here." Jian Qianyu stood up and pushed Jiang Han's wheelchair with both hands.

Qin Zijin saw that he was going to send Jiang Han away. He nodded hurriedly: "OK."

Jian Qianyu pushed Jiang Han to the back.

"I'll send you a doctor when I get back." Jian Qianyu pushed him into the room, skillfully took a book and handed it to him.

Jiang Han leaned back on the soft chair and covered his legs with a blanket. While idly turning the book, he said carelessly, "don't bother so much. Now the doctor is very good."

Jian Qianyu frowned closer and closer.

No, Jiang Han's condition is more serious now than a few years ago.

If it goes on like this, even if it really can't be delayed.

"Where's Changyi?" Jian Qianyu looked around and didn't see the man who had always been here.

"Changyi must be cooking medicine in the kitchen." Jiang Han said here. He just felt that he couldn't read a line of books in front of him.

"Qian Yu, I'm really a drag on you now, especially Changyi." Jiang Han's slender fingers pinched the corner of the book: "if I really go one day, can you help me persuade Changyi?"

Jian Qianyu's eyes were suddenly cold, and his sharp eyes locked him firmly.

"Don't even think about it." Jian Qianyu's voice didn't take a trace of temperature: "Jiang Han, if you really die, I won't care what happened to Changyi."

This is cruel, but Jiang Han knows that his friends around him are just to stimulate his desire for survival.

However, his illness and this leg... How can he get better.

Now he lives, but he is just fooling around.