I, the first son, became a woman

It was even said that many people wanted to see Xia Juan's appearance.

In order to be able to see Xia Juan every day.

That's why I kept coming to Mr. Xia's takeaway to place orders.

This incident also caused a trend in a short period of time.

For a while, Xia Juan opened the shop early in the morning.

I found that there were already many people waiting at the door.

Just to see his beautiful face that was really frightened for a while.

So later, Xia Juan sat in the cabinet behind the shop and covered it with a curtain.

After all, although relying on one's own appearance can attract many guests.

But...Xia Juan doesn't want to show her face like an actor.

What's more... That feeling made her feel guilty and uncomfortable.

So later.

When Yin Bo or Ali Xin opened the curtain and asked Xia Juan for something.

As soon as they lifted the curtain.

You can see Xia Juan lighting an oil lamp.

A person sat upright on the desk, thinking about something.

And without the dress of the maids.

Xia Juan always simply tied a ponytail.

That kind of casual and rough method.

On the contrary, there is a trace of human breath on this delicate face.

Set off a messy beauty.

Or to put it simply.

As long as people are beautiful.

Even if she is sloppy and has casual makeup, she is still beautiful.

Occasionally, if you need to talk to a businessman, it is a formal occasion.

At that time, Xia Juan could only ask A Li to do her best.

At least tidy up.

As for the maid?

Xia Juan felt that he lived alone in the shop.

Doing everything by yourself is actually a pretty good choice.

She will start to learn to cook some simple meals.

Although at the beginning, Xia Juan directly shoveled a hole in the kitchen pot.

But later, Yin Bo and Ali accompanied and taught me.

In addition, Xia Juan is no longer as foolish as before.

Instead, listen carefully.

So soon, at least make yourself a few small dishes for supper, Xia Juan is still not a problem.

Of course, few people who cook can eat their own dishes.

I always feel that the taste is not bad, at least not so bad.

As for how it really tastes...

That's not clear.

But every night, I make some small dishes for myself, drink tea and read the book in my hand.

This seems to have gradually become Xia Juan's habit.

She is always busy during the day.

At night, I always hold on to the book, eagerly absorbing the contents of the book.

Keep yourself busy.

It seemed she didn't dare to stop at all.

Because stopping...would make her start thinking wildly.

It will remind her of many other things.

It will make her lose her mind.

will keep her up all night...

So Xia Juan always numbs himself.

Keep yourself at a level where you can't rest, and keep your spirits at a high level of tension.

Then she felt tired and exhausted, so she lay down on the bed.

A sense of dawn.

Chapter 939 Winter is gone and spring is here (200 monthly tickets)

Such is life.

Practicing is the same.

As if to not give myself any chance to breathe.

Xia Juan seemed to be running non-stop, doing something non-stop.

She looks after business matters.

It even caused Ali to panic, thinking that Xia Juan would replace her and fire her.

She also started to develop various hobbies that she wanted to study but didn't have time to study.

Xia Juan would ponder over everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting from time to time.

Let yourself immerse yourself in other things.

Perhaps the world of music.

Perhaps it is the world of paintings.

But in short, it is not Xia Juan's own world.

She seemed to regard herself as a tool.

One can do business, learn, and practice.

But without the tools of your own mind.

Her brain is always thinking about business matters on purpose.

Thinking about all kinds of messy things, even things that have nothing to do with me.

but she……

Just don't think of yourself.

Even forgetting about myself.

It seemed that as long as she thought of something, she would wake up suddenly like an electric shock.

Then soaked his thoughts in the deep sea again, without moving.

Until the brain is tired and has no energy to think about other things.

No more worries.

Only Xia Juan would give himself a chance to breathe and relax.

So in everyone's eyes.

Xia Juan gradually became a desperate workaholic.

people say.

Xia Juan and Ye Ning are desperate couples in Beijing.

Because it is said that...

After a certain day, Ye Ning was also immersed in work day and night.

All the time, he seems to be always busy, always frowning slightly, looking at the same documents.

Sometimes he was furious, and sometimes he sighed helplessly.

Just like Xia Juan.

He couldn't see any other strange places from his appearance.

He is still Ye Ning.

It's just that he's busier.

So busy that every night people go to rest.

Ye Ning's study is brightly lit.

And when the servants wake up in the morning.

Ye Ning's study room was still lit.

For example, the servants of Changfu couldn't tell if Ye Ning hadn't slept all night.

Still only rested for a short period of time.

But no matter when they pass by the study.

When will you go in and bring tea and water to Ye Ning.

He is always expressionless, quietly looking at the documents in his hand, completely devoted.

Just like Xia Juan.

I also lost my ability to think...

This matter spread out little by little later and reached Xia Juan's ears.

The nearby bosses would tease Xia Juan.

It is said that she and Ye Ning are really a match made in heaven.

Both of them are constantly busy with business matters, as if they are desperate.

But it is often mentioned.

Xia Juan could only nod and smile.

Nothing weird or weird was revealed.

As if everything is still the same as it was at the beginning.

It's just that whether it's Xia Juan or Ye Ning on the other side, they both know it well.

When Xia Juan closed the shop every night, he went to the desk alone to read a book.

She sometimes forgets something and subconsciously opens the drawer.

Then, you will see that the dollop has blown dry.

But it was so crumpled that it was almost impossible to see any writing on the paper.

Then Xia Juan suddenly flashed a look.

Then quickly pushed the drawer back.

Concentrate on reading the content of the book again, so as to continue to numb my nerves, my embarrassment and pain.