Song Qingzhu laughed dryly, "Master Jiu, come and eat."

Butler Rong stepped forward and pushed him to the dining table.

Rong Jingchen had already started eating, but Song Qingzhu hadn't moved his chopsticks for a long time, Jiang Jingzhi seemed to be unable to see the frozen atmosphere, he handed the chopsticks over with a smile, and said softly: "Eat quickly, it's not good if it's cold gone."

Rong Junchu's eyes were as dull as ever, he didn't take Jiang Jingzhi's chopsticks, but took another pair.Jiang Jingzhi's hand was frozen in the air, looking a little embarrassed, Song Qingzhu swallowed, she took the chopsticks from Jiang Jingzhi's hand, and said happily: "Eat, eat everything."

After finishing speaking, she took the lead in grabbing the rice with chopsticks and bowing her head.

Jiang Jingzhi chuckled, not at all embarrassed by Rong Junchu's attitude just now, he looked at Song Qingzhu eating quickly, and he cared: "Don't eat so fast, slow down."

While talking, he served her food, just like a warm man.

Looking at it, Rong Jun Chu's teeth were itchy, and his face became even more stinky.

Seeing Song Qingzhu thank you with a terrified smile, Rong Junchu felt an unknown fire burning in his heart.Almost burning out his sanity, his hands holding the chopsticks kept turning, his brows furrowed.

But they didn't notice him at all, the way the two were talking and laughing was very annoying.

"Snapped!"

The chopsticks fell to the ground.

Song Qingzhu and Jiang Jingzhi were alarmed.

Song Qingzhu asked in surprise: "Why are you so careless?"

Jiang Jingzhi looked at him with concern.

Rong Junchu's face was cold, butler Rong heard the movement, and hurriedly took out another pair of chopsticks from the kitchen and put them in front of him.

Rong Junchu's gaze was firmly locked on Song Qingzhu.

Song Qingzhu looked over in confusion, wondering why his eyes seemed to want to eat people.

Is there anything dirty on your face?
Song Qingzhu touched his face subconsciously.

There should be nothing on the face.

Rong Junchu quickly retracted his eyes, lowered his eyes, took the chopsticks on the table, and looked at the dishes leisurely.The atmosphere froze for a while, Rong Jingchen blinked, looked up at the three of them, forget it, let's continue eating!

With a smile on Jiang Jingzhi's lips, he picked up vegetables for Song Qingzhu and said: "This is good, eat more."

"Thank you."

"Cough cough." Rong Junchu covered his mouth and coughed. Song Qingzhu was stunned, and asked reflexively, "Master Jiu, is your throat uncomfortable?"

When Rong Jun first heard the words, he shook his head indifferently, and gave Jiang Jing a gloomy look, with a hint of threat hidden in his eyes.

I don't know if he understood it, but Jiang Jingzhi smiled calmly after meeting his gaze, as if he didn't take his threats seriously at all.

The meal was eaten quickly, the weather outside had completely darkened, and the distant sky began to darken, and there were faintly any mosquitoes floating in the air.In the silent night, there was a sound of insects.

Song Qingzhu was about to wash the dishes, but was kicked out by housekeeper Rong, who told her to sit outside.

Song Qingzhu had no choice but to sit back in his original position.

Watch Ultraman with Rong Jingchen.

The Ultraman on TV flew straight into the air with his arms raised, and then turned into a giant Ultraman when he landed.The monsters are wantonly destroying the surrounding buildings, and those humans are running and screaming non-stop.

Song Qingzhu covered his mouth and yawned, feeling a little sleepy.

Jiang Jingzhi was also sitting next to Rong Jingchen, he was sitting nervously watching the TV in front of him.

Rong Junchu sat in a wheelchair, parked behind the sofa, looked at the three people in front of him, like a family of three.He felt like an outlier.

When the ending song was playing, Rong Junchu said coldly, "Jiang Jingzhi, you should go back."

Jiang Jingzhi who was "reminded" said "Oh", he raised his wrist and glanced at his watch. It was already past eight o'clock, and he heard the warning in Rong Junchu's words. Thinking of this, he laughed, She raised her eyebrows and looked at Rong Junchu.

"Yeah, it's past eight o'clock." Jiang Jingzhi said slowly, "Since the host has started urging me, then I'll leave first."

After speaking, he stood up, and his tall figure was projected onto the smooth floor, elongating his shadow.

Rong Jingchen said "ah", and tugged at Jiang Jingzhi's arm, "Uncle Jiang, are you leaving so soon?"

Rong Junchu looked at him indifferently, "Yangyang let go, let your Uncle Jiang go home."

"Why..." Rong Jingchen looked at his uncle aggrievedly, and begged, "Let Uncle Jiang stay."

"Alright, Yangyang, Uncle Jiang still has some things to deal with." Jiang Jingzhi smiled softly, touched his head, and squatted down: "I'll see you another day."

Rong Jingchen: "Okay, then you must come to see me next time."

"Don't worry, I will definitely come to see you again." Jiang Jingzhi rubbed his little face, and then said to Song Qingzhu, "Qingzhu, then I'll go first, see you next time."

Song Qingzhu stood up quickly, "Okay, it's so dark outside now, why not..." She looked at Rong Junchu, saw the indifference in his eyes, swallowed what she originally wanted to say, and changed her words: "Brother Jiang Be careful on the road."

"Okay, thank you Qingzhu."

Jiang Jingzhi chuckled, glanced at Rong Junchu who was still sulking with a smile, and said lazily: "Some people, it's better to be less angry."

After speaking, he left gracefully.

Rong Junchu was left alone in a wheelchair with a black face.

Seeing that Song Qingzhu wanted to send him off, Rong Junchu said coldly: "Doctor Song, it's time for my treatment."

Song Qingzhu stopped, looked back at him, frowned, and ran back to him.

"Did you do it on purpose just now?"

"What's on purpose?" Rong Junchu asked back. He glanced at his watch and said calmly, "It's nine o'clock in ten minutes. Hurry up."

After speaking, he pushed the wheelchair over by himself.

Song Qingzhu was really depressed and lingered back and forth in her chest. She rolled her eyes and looked at his tall and straight back. She really didn't know what this man was doing.

Isn't Brother Jiang his friend?How could you say that.

And at the dinner table, Rong Junchu's attitude was also very bad, he almost put the word "unhappy" on his face.

I don't know what kind of stimulation Rong Junchu received, why he acted like a child.

Rong Jingchen ran back from the outside, and seeing Song Qingzhu standing there, he asked puzzledly: "Xiao Qingqing, what are you doing standing here?"

"No." Song Qingzhu hammered her shoulders. She ate too much just now, and now she is physically and mentally exhausted. She just wanted to go to bed and sleep. When she saw Rong Jingchen, she said, "Go and sleep."

"Oh, I'll see." Rong Jingchen said coquettishly.

Song Qingzhu wanted to poke her own eyes, but she closed them and opened them again, her clear pupils were full of puzzlement.

"Don't be cute, okay?"

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