Global love young lady

Su Qingye was lying on the beanbag sofa playing with her mobile phone. It was the one that Jin Cheng had been lying on before, and it seemed to still smell like Jin Cheng.

Just now the clerk asked if she should get a new sofa, because this is a showpiece.

She declined, but insisted on this one.

When I think about it, I feel as if I have been poisoned by Jin Cheng, which is a bit unbelievable.

At this time, the phone rang.

Caller ID - "Special Assistant Lu".

"Hey, young lady, I'll wait for you at the exit of the parking lot. Come here?"

"okay."

Su Qingye got up quickly and asked the clerk to wrap up the sofa, and then deliver it to Nanqiao together.

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After getting in the car, Su Qingye glanced at Lu Sen and asked, "Mr. Jin is in such a hurry to go back to the company, is something wrong?"

She was a little worried, but it was inconvenient to ask what was the specific matter.

Lu Sen's expression was not as relaxed as usual, "Yeah, something went wrong with the business."

Su Qingye's heart tightened, "Then what's going on now? Is there anything I can do to help?"

I know I can't be of much help, but I still want to ask.

"It's okay, Young Madam, don't be too nervous." Lu Sen suddenly showed reverence in his eyes, and he said, "No matter what happens, the president can solve it."

This is true, there is nothing in this world that Jin Cheng cannot solve.

However, Su Qingye's worry did not diminish.

"I thought Mr. Jin would send a driver over. After all, you are his most capable assistant, and you should work by his side."

"The president is afraid that you are not used to riding in a stranger's car, so he asked me to come. I will return to the company after I send you to South Bridge." Lu Sen replied.

The strings in Su Qingye's heart were plucked, and there was a clank.

I was touched by him again.

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Su Qingye returned to Nanqiao's villa.

When she entered, Uncle Zhao brought her a new pair of slippers, "Young Madam, take the previous slippers to wash, let's wear these."

"Okay, thank you."

Su Qingye suddenly felt that everyone around Jin Cheng could bring her warmth, which was completely different from the cold Su family.

"What would you like to eat tonight, Young Madam? I'll tell my servants to do it."

Su Qingye thought for a while and said, "Let me cook it. Do you have any favorite dishes for Mr. Jin?"

"The young master doesn't have any favorite dishes, but he doesn't like sweets, and he doesn't like spicy food."

Should it be said that he chooses or not?

She thought for a moment, then said, "Do you have Longjing and shrimp at home?"

Uncle Zhao nodded, "Yes."

"What about eggplants, potatoes and green peppers?"

"All of them." Uncle Zhao smiled sweetly, "Jin's family has a vegetable garden that is well-maintained, and all kinds of fresh ingredients will be delivered every day, as long as they are in season."

It turned out to be the case.

"That's fine, Uncle Zhao, go and rest." Su Qingye pushed Uncle Zhao to sit on the sofa.

Uncle Zhao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Young Madam, be careful."

"Do not worry."

Su Qingye's cooking skills are good, which has something to do with her self-reliant personality since she was a child. She likes to do everything by herself, including cooking.

Thinking that Jin Cheng was injured and treated her so well, he could only do his best to repay him.

Soon, she prepared today's dishes.

The Longjing Shrimp and Ground Sanxian are delicious in color, fragrance and taste.

When it was placed on the table, even Uncle Zhao couldn't help but praise, "Young Madam's craftsmanship is really good, if this continues, the servants who cook at home can be fired."

Su Qingye smiled embarrassingly, "Because I am picky about my own taste, I usually make some of my favorite food."

"When the young master comes back, he will be very happy."

Uncle Zhao's voice fell, and her cell phone rang suddenly.

She thought it was Jin Cheng, and happily took out her cell phone. When she saw the incoming call, she found it was Meng Qing. Then she remembered that she seemed to have forgotten to report her safety.

When she answered the phone, her mouth was full of apology, "Hi, Meng Qing, I forgot to tell you, I'm already home."

"Oh, it's good when you get home, I see you haven't sent text messages."

"Sorry, I completely forgot when I walked in."

"It's okay, can you this weekend..."

Meng Qing was still talking, when Su Qingye heard an interrupted voice, and glanced at the phone screen, it was Jin Cheng's call.

How did you get it together?
Su Qingye didn't listen to what Meng Qing was saying, and ended the conversation hastily, "I'll hang up if there's nothing else to do. Mr. Jin is calling, we'll talk next time, bye."

Then, she hung up Meng Qing's call directly.

After answering Jin Cheng's phone call, Su Qingye's tone became more relaxed, "Hello, Mr. Jin."

There was a brief silence on the other end of the phone, and then Jin Cheng's hoarse and deep voice came over, "Who were you talking to just now?"

Just a few seconds ago, he finally finished a meeting and called Su Qingye, but what he heard was a cold mechanical prompt - "Hello! Please don't hang up, the number you dialed is currently on the phone .”

The President's mood suddenly changed.

Su Qingye replied very straightforwardly, "Oh, I was on the phone with Meng Qing just now."

The corners of Jin Cheng's mouth collapsed immediately, and he called out her name with warning and anger.

"Su Qingye!"

Through the phone, Su Qingye shuddered, and quickly told what happened today.

On the other end of the phone, Jin Cheng seemed to be lost in thought.

He stood in his office on the top floor of Jin's Building, leaning against the floor-to-ceiling windows, overlooking the night view of City C, taking in all the colorful lights in his eyes.

To be honest, after listening to Su Qingye's narration, his mood was complicated.

He knew that Su Qingye was able to confess so unreservedly because she felt that this matter was nothing, otherwise, she could have lied casually to perfuse him.

But...he was still very upset.

After a while, he said in a moody tone, "So, you walked around the home city with him for two hours?"

Su Qingye stroked her forehead, "Mr. Jin, do you believe me?"

"Believe, but it doesn't conflict with anger." He answered the question almost without hesitation.

Holding the phone, Su Qingye explained in a gentle voice, "Meng Qing and I have made everything clear today, since you trust me, don't be angry about this kind of thing, okay?"

Jin Cheng pursed his lips and said nothing.

Su Qingye could sense that Jin Cheng was not covered in thorns like last time, but was listening to her quite patiently.

It seemed that he had listened to his own words.

She spoke softly, as if coaxing a child, "I cooked you a table of dishes, when will you come back to eat?"

He replied, "I'm not coming back."

"what?"

Su Qingye's heart was empty, could it be that he was still angry, so he didn't come back?

He said again, "I'm going to the United States for a business trip for a few days."

I called her just to tell her about it.