Sir, Madam is in a gossip again

"Thanksgiving, go up." Jing Muhan reached out and rubbed Nangong Cheng's soft long hair with pity.

"Well, you're busy. Don't worry about me."

Many people poured in at the door. They all seemed to have a good relationship with the Jing family.

Jing Muhan hurriedly asked them to take their seats. The heels of the service personnel on each floor turned forward without stopping for a moment.

Even if it is a one-time service for tens of thousands of people, it is also arranged in good order.

In addition to some children shuttling around every corner, others are dressed very heavily, just like coming to a heavy family banquet.

be good to hear or see!

Nangong Cheng was taken to the railing on the third floor and left in a hurry.

She climbed on the railing and looked at the bustling head downstairs. It was almost a chaotic chat. It was also a one-time relationship and information exchange.

The king family will never do business that loses money.

The reporter dispatched by Yin Cheng took precious photos. For a time, the news and photos of Jing's catering base spread all over the circle of friends and microblog, and were rapidly publicized in various forms.

Nangong Cheng holds her chin with her hands. She is in an independent private room. You can only see downstairs.

Eh?

There was a sudden sensation at the door.

Nangong Cheng rubbed his eyes. Nangong Yue and Ji Liangchuan came.

King can't refuse to invite!

From a distance, Deng is right!

Nangong Cheng's good mood disappeared immediately, and her mobile phone rang madly on the table, which failed to bring back her reflection.

You can meet the plague wherever you go!

Nangong Cheng sat back and told Han Jingshu where she was. My heart is also at sixes and sevens. Even if it doesn't matter, she can accept who he is with, but she can't swallow it when she is with her sister.

When Jing Muhan saw the woman next to Ji Liangchuan, he was stunned and walked over.

"President Ji, madam, please go upstairs." Jing Mu Han's fierce eyes swept back and forth on Nangong Yue's face.

"Thank you!" Ji Liangchuan thanked, and there was not much joy.

On the contrary, Nangong is a little nervous when Jing Muhan sees it. Won't he recognize it?

"You're welcome. Tell me what you need. Start right away, waiting for you two. " Jing Muhan said with a smile.

Nangong Yue nodded politely with Jing Muhan, holding Ji Liangchuan's arm and leaving.

As soon as Han Jingshu entered the door, she saw the white lotus flower and a big fool. Her fire didn't come anywhere. He pushed aside Jing Muhan and stood in front of them.

"Jing Shu, your seat is upstairs."

"No, I want to have fun with them today. Young lady, you said OK. You rejected me, but I want to be angry. President Ji, you won't refuse?"

"Wow, you're all here. We'll have a table for recreation." Hu qiner rushed in and said happily after seeing several people.

"Qin'er, you are more and more beautiful..."

Jingmu Han watched several people go upstairs with toothache.

Ji Liangchuan didn't object. The private room door was opened. He saw Nangong Cheng sitting there in a daze.

"That's right. I spent a lot on this face..."

Nangong Yue didn't expect to see these people, but Ji Liangchuan didn't object.

As long as Han Jingshu appears, there will be no peace.

Nangong Cheng looked at the door after hearing the familiar voice. Ji Liangchuan's black eyes were staring at himself, as if they could see through her heart.