Did Young Master Qin succeed in his marriage proposal?

In fact, Jiang Weiwei knew about Qin Shen as soon as he came back, especially when he heard the quarrel upstairs, he felt happy from the bottom of his heart.

Seeing Qin Shen's ugly face, Jiang Weiwei knew a thing or two in his heart, but on his face he asked concerned, "Ah Shen, what's wrong with you? You are..."

"It's nothing, stay away from Su Luo in the future." Qin Shen said apologetically.

There was a puzzled look in Jiang Weiwei's eyes, and then a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but he comforted him, "Ah Shen, it's okay, I always knew that Sister Su Luo didn't particularly like me, but it's okay, Su Luo Sister Luo won't eat me, you don't have to do this."

Qin Shen looked at Jiang Weiwei who was such a good person, and he was obviously very sad in his heart, but he was always thinking of others, how could he not like her like this?
"But Ah Shen, what happened here? I just heard the sound of your quarreling." Jiang Weiwei asked pretending to be puzzled, but in fact she had almost guessed something in her heart.

Facing her question, Qin Shen frowned lightly, and didn't want to tell her that grandma knew they were going to get married, lest she think too much.

Seeing that he was silent, Jiang Weiwei continued to ask, "Ah Shen?"

"You don't need to know about this, you just need to take good care of your body now."

Hearing this, Jiang Weiwei was unwilling to let it go like this, but she was also worried that Qin Shen would be displeased if she asked her persistently, so she could only hold back her words.

Qin Shen returned to the company, frowned, his face was not very good-looking, and he was very irritable. All he could think about was what Su Luo said, and her stubborn little face.

The assistant looked at the ugly face of his president, and after reading the documents for a long time, he couldn't turn a page, so he couldn't help asking, "President?"

"What's the matter?" There was a trace of impatience in the deep magnetic voice.

The assistant shrank his neck, "If there's nothing wrong with that, I'll step back first."

After that, the assistant wanted to go out, and then, at this moment, a voice behind him suddenly sounded, "Wait."

The assistant's heart suddenly rose. He is not a fool. The president is obviously in a bad mood. He doesn't want to be in trouble at this time.

I saw a decent smile on his face, "President, do you have anything else to say?"　
After a long time, he didn't hear the president's voice, and he felt that the president was playing tricks on him, just letting him stand here without speaking.

"President?"

"What do you think... Su Luo is like?"

Hearing this, the assistant was stunned for a moment, and then there was a trace of embarrassment on his face, but then again, isn't the relationship between the president and the young mistress not good at all?
"President, why did you mention this all of a sudden?" the assistant asked tentatively.

Qin Shen glanced at him sharply, his thin lips parted slightly, and his voice was impatient, "Just say what you want."

The assistant just wanted to speak for her, but the deep voice sounded again, "Okay, you don't need to talk anymore, go out."

"..."

Helpless, the assistant had no choice but to withdraw.

Qin Shen leaned back on the chair, and rubbed the center of his brows with his long and slender hands. It seemed that he was really influenced by that woman recently.

After going back at night, Jiang Weiwei took Qin Shen's briefcase like a wife, and asked about everything with concern, but Qin Shen couldn't help looking at other places in the living room, as if Looking for someone like that.

"Ah Shen, you go wash your hands first, tonight is my cooking, you can try my cooking then." Jiang Weiwei had a shy smile on his face.

Hearing this, Qin Shen withdrew his gaze and frowned slightly, "Didn't I tell you to take a good rest? Why did you do it yourself?"

"I'm fine, and I just want to cook for you, so don't be angry, I will take good care of myself."

"Ah Shen, come and taste it and see if it tastes good."

After he finished washing his hands and came to the restaurant, Su Luo was still nowhere to be seen, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and he said in a cold voice, "Where is Young Mistress?"

Jiang Weiwei's face froze, but she recovered quickly, and said before the servant could speak, "Ah Shen, sister Su Luo is upstairs, I asked the servant to go up to call before, but sister Su Luo Ignore me, or I'll go up and call again now."

"No need." Qin Shen refused in a cold voice.

Then he glanced at her, "Let's eat."

Jiang Weiwei used the serving chopsticks to pick up a chopstick of sweet and sour pork ribs for him and put them in his bowl, "Ah Shen, try it and see how it goes, I probably made this all afternoon."

Qin Shen took a sip, nodded slightly, looked at Jiang Weiwei's expectant gaze, pursed his lips, and then said, "It's delicious, thanks for your hard work."

Hearing his praise, Jiang Wei raised the corners of her lips slightly, "It's not hard work, I just cooked a meal, and I want to cook it for you." As she spoke, there was a hint of shyness on her face .

"no need."

Jiang Weiwei became stiff in an instant, and pulled the corners of her mouth reluctantly, "What's wrong? Is it because my cooking is not delicious?"

"No, it's just that you can leave this kind of thing to the chef at home in the future, and you don't need to do it yourself."

Accustomed to the meals made by Michelin chefs, Qin Shen has no appetite for the barely-eatable meals made in front of him.

Hearing this, Jiang Weiwei misunderstood what he said, thinking that he was caring about herself, so she refused to let herself continue doing it, and said a little embarrassedly, "Then I will listen to Ah Shen."

"Ah."

After that, Qin Shen reluctantly took a few mouthfuls and stopped eating, "I'm full, take your time."

Jiang Weiwei glanced at his bowl, her face was a little stiff, "But Ah Shen, you didn't take a few mouthfuls at all!"

"I'm full, don't think too much." Qin Shen comforted him, then lifted his feet and went upstairs.

Seeing this, Jiang Weiwei clenched the hand holding the bowl slightly, feeling a little unwilling, especially since she could feel the servants around her looking at her with a hint of schadenfreude, which made her very embarrassed.

Originally, she wanted to make this meal to win some favors, but now it seems that she has been busy for nothing this afternoon.

At this time, she didn't have any appetite and continued to eat, so she got up and went into her room.

In the master bedroom, Su Luo had been lying on the bed since Qin Shen left in the afternoon. At this time, her eyes were as red as a rabbit's, and her complexion was pale without the slightest trace of blood.

She could hear the sound of Qin Shen's car coming back, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.