Who Can Fall In Love After Being Reborn?

Chapter 448 Wife-looking Stone

 The night is gradually falling, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, the cold wind is blowing outside the window, but the inside of the villa is bustling.

The wrapped dumplings have already been put out of the pot, and they are sizzling, rising and falling in the heat wave, and rolling with the water waves.

 As a famous chef of 208, Dong Wenhao also showed his skills and cooked a lot of dishes.

However, there is a dish called shredded sweet potatoes, which he is not very good at, so he can only follow it while looking for videos on the Internet.

He actually doesn't like cooking dishes that he is not good at, especially dishes that are very troublesome to clean up the pots. But the boss ordered this and it was a must, so he had no choice but to try bravely.

"Such a big man actually likes sweets, tsk tsk tsk..."

 Dong Wenhao muttered while starting to boil sugar, while the remaining lazy people gathered on the carpet in the living room to wait and play cards.

Not long after, Deng Yuan from the branch station also arrived. She had a good relationship with Sun Zhi from the Ministry of Commerce, so one person represented two people and gave the boss a set of exquisite tea sets.

Then came Xu Kaixuan and his wife who came to Shanghai to work with him. These two people used to live in Shanghai at most, but now they have become well-off. Some time ago, they moved out of the illegally rented balcony partition room. He came out and changed into a small one-bedroom apartment.

　　Although it is rented, Xu Kaixuan has a little thought about the word "buying a house" that he never dared to think about before.

 Then there is Lu Xuemei, who travels back and forth in major business districts. She is the manager of the design department and an old member of 208, but she loves photography very much. Many famous photos were taken by her.

For example, “All members of 208 visited the World Financial Center”, “Jiang Qin, the boss of the group group, did both business and academic work, and focused on performance and performance”, “Wei Lanlan had a cordial meeting with the leaders of Linchuan City”, “The bear climbed the tree”, etc.

 She also gave a gift, which was a photo album designed by herself, called Confession.

There are photos of Jiang Qin, Feng Nanshu, and a group photo of the two of them. There are many scenes involved, and each one can be rated 9 points.

 The boss’s wife gets ten points, and the boss deducts one point.

The cover is made from a photo of Feng Nanshu in the snow. In the picture, she is clear and agile, full of fairy spirit, standing on the pure white snow, shining in the whiteness of the world.

 From the inside to the outside, every page of this photo album reveals its exquisite design, because each part has just the right amount of white space, which is natural but not empty. It seems to echo the name of the photo album.

 Seeing this scene, everyone in 208 was dumbfounded.

“Xuemei, are you so eager to make progress?”

“I suggest you throw it away immediately, then package the source files and send them to me and let me do it.”

“This photo album...maybe can be exchanged for a villa like this.”

"This is how you have mastered the boss's preferences, Xuemei, I remember you even criticized the boss back then? Where did that upright man go?"

Lu Xuemei flipped up her hair: "The boss's wife is my beloved model, and the boss is just incidental. This is called... the husband is more valuable than the wife!"

Wei Lanlan patted her shoulder: "It seems Xuemei also has the password for promotion."

It doesn't matter to Lu Xuemei whether she gets promoted or not, because everyone in 208 knows that she really loves the face of the boss lady. Just like that summer vacation when she went to inspect the market, all her cameras were lensed by the boss lady.

“By the way, where’s the boss lady?”

Wen Jinrui raised his head: "The boss lady went to my aunt's house. I met her at noon today. She is such a noble lady. She has exactly the same temperament as the boss lady."

Lu Xuemei was a little disappointed and wanted the boss’s wife to take a first look. She had no choice but to give the boss some advantage first. However, after walking around the room, she found that the boss was not there either.

 “Hey, where is the boss?”

“Um, do you think the stone statue looking at his wife at the door doesn’t look like a boss?”

　　　　??????”

Lu Xuemei looked back and found that there was indeed a person squatting in the shadow of the door, staring in the direction of the door, with a toothpick in his mouth.

His eyes were three-quarters cool, three-quarters indifferent, and four-quarters careless. There was a trace of hope hidden under his eyes that looked like fan charts.

Let’s just say that it’s normal to chat after not seeing each other for a while, but it’s already been all afternoon and why haven’t you come back even after dark.

This good friend is really worrying.

Jiang Qin muttered, then called Wen Jinrui over and asked her to help change a cup of tea.

He didn't even realize how long he had been waiting, but this cup of hot tea was actually cold. It can only be said that the winter in Shanghai is really cold.

Just as Wen Jinrui went in to change the tea for him, the door of the villa was suddenly illuminated by two beams of light. Then, a black car drove towards the door and stopped steadily.

Feng Nanshu got out of the car first, and then Gao Wenhui and Wang Haini, who had gone to her aunt's house with her, walked towards the villa one after the other.

Jiang Qin was stamping his feet in the cold at this time, which formed a sharp contrast with the brightly lit room, especially the image wrapped in clothes, pitiful, helpless, and like a dog.

 “Brother, what are you doing?”

 “I’m...waiting for Xiaogao-san and Neptune!”

Jiang Qin coughed and said seriously: "Xiao Gao, Haiwang Ni, why did you come back so late? Didn't you see that it's already dark?"

Gao Wenhui was silent for a moment, then turned to look at Feng Nanshu: "Nanshu, you don't need to buy pliers to eat walnuts in the future. Let Jiang Qin use his mouth to open them for you."

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Wang Haini reached out and took out her mobile phone: "Nokia can crack walnuts, but I don't think even so, I can't pry Mr. Jiang's mouth open." Jiang Qin spat at them: "You should treat good intentions as donkey's liver and lungs, right? It's already late at night. Come back, who am I? I’m afraid that your 150 pounds will be kidnapped!"

"Did you hear that, Nan Shu? This means Sang scolding Huai. He is complaining about your late return."

“Okay, what a mess, stop talking so much nonsense and go in quickly, the dumplings are almost boiling apart.”

Jiang Qin squeezed the little rich woman's hand tightly as he spoke: "It's quite warm. Xiao Gao, please don't come back so late in the future, do you hear me?"

Feng Nanshu nodded: "I understand. She will come back before dark in the future."

 Gao Wenhui: “…”

Wang Haini: “There are two kinds of people who can’t sleep under the same bed, really.”

With the arrival of the landlady, the dumplings began to come out of the pot. Dong Wenhao also called Lu Feiyu and the others to help bring out the dishes.

At this time, Lu Xuemei took out the photo album she had carefully prepared and sent it to Feng Nanshu.

After seeing this photo album, Feng Nanshu's expression suddenly became extremely vivid. It was like water was rippling in her eyes, and the water waves were full of shining stars. Then a bunch of good guy cards almost drowned Lu Xuemei.

What’s even crazier is Gao Wenhui. This is not a **** photo album, it’s just a sugar jar!

Jiang Qin was also confused. Pointing to a photo of him holding a young rich woman walking on the footpath of Fenglin Jinran, he asked, "When was this taken? Why don't I remember it at all?"

“Last autumn, I was collecting news at school and we met him by chance.”

“What about this one where she was riding an electric bike with me?”

Lu Xuemei came over and took a look: "This spring, I was collecting scenery downstairs in the girls' dormitory, and we met by chance."

Jiang Qin: “??????”

 “What about this picture of the person eating ice cream at the dessert shop?”

“This summer, I was doing some research in a dessert shop and we met him by chance.”

“You were collecting information in a dessert shop? Listen to what you are saying, and we even met by chance. This is **** stalking, why do you still have this habit?”

Lu Xuemei looked at Feng Nanshu: "Madam boss, we really met by chance."

 Feng Nanshu nodded: "It's just a chance encounter. I believe you."

“It was really a chance encounter, boss. Although there are many people in the school, the boss lady is really the kind of person who can be seen at a glance even if she is in a crowd, so I just took two pictures.”

Jiang Qin closed the photo album and stuffed it into the little rich woman's arms: "Look at it after dinner, everyone is waiting."

"good."

 Cold wind, winter night, lights, friends, this dinner with dumplings and side dishes was really lively. Everyone exchanged glasses and praised Dong Wenhao's craftsmanship.

It’s just that without Professor Yan’s participation, they all lost some of the pleasure of forcing girls into prostitution.

Even Lu Feiyu feels the same way. He used to have to cooperate with his boss in toasting every New Year's holiday, so he couldn't help but think it was more fun to tease the old man.

After dinner, everyone planned to go back to the hotel. After all, the furniture here is new, and the house is also new, and there will be some formaldehyde in it. Moreover, everyone will leave tomorrow and the luggage is all in the hotel, so there is no need to stay here overnight. .

 “Pack up the trash and take it with you when you leave later.”

Wei Lanlan directed everyone to clean the entire living room.

 Although she is no longer Jiang Qin's secretary, when it comes to caring, no one can compare to her.

 “Hey, where is the boss?”

“I don’t know, I seemed to have eaten half of it and ran away, and the boss’s wife is not here either.”

 “Then just wait a moment, it’s still early anyway.”

Hearing Wei Lanlan say wait a moment, Gao Wenhui ran to the sofa and secretly took out the book "Confession" from Feng Nanshu's bag, intending to eat something sweet.

But what she didn't know was that if she went to the second floor at this time, she would hear Feng Nanshu's humming sound coming from a bedroom, which was sweeter than this.

 “Sexy, are you sticking your tongue out again?”

 “No, I didn’t stretch it out, you sucked it in.”

Jiang Qin put his arms around her slender waist, his eyes showing a trace of confusion, wondering how could it be me? Then lower your head and use practical actions to prove that you are not yourself.

The little rich woman, who had been chewed again, softened into a ball, her hands tightly wrapped around Jiang Qin's neck, and she couldn't help but tiptoe up.

Jiang Qin was numb. His good friend’s mouth was so moist that he couldn’t stop eating it after eating it once.

 It wasn't until their mouths started to feel hot that the two people hugging each other gradually separated, both of them out of breath.

“I told you not to let Dong Wenhao make shredded sweet potatoes, but he did it anyway. He didn’t even listen to me, the boss. Who knew it would be so difficult to clean up after bringing in candy.”

 “Wen Hao is such a good person...”

 (End of this chapter)