Has the wolfish president had enough trouble?

"Hey, you're so good, you can guess it right away, you sold more than [-], that's all right, you carry it for me, I'll treat you to casserole sliced ​​noodles." Hungry, so hungry that her chest sticks to her back, her current There is food in the eyes, this one said, as if a steaming casserole had been placed in front of him.

His shoulders sank, seeing Lan Jingyi ordering him around as if he was not an outsider, Jiang Junyue said coldly: "Lan Jingyi, should I hire you or you hire me, and carry it yourself." To put the bag of trinkets on her shoulders.

"Hey, you're a man, just help me carry it tonight. I don't need you tomorrow, and I can do it myself." She smiled, and finally found her own value. She can make money. Lu Wentao hid the canary in the building, but the street stall is very unsafe, day after day, tomorrow morning, she will go to find a job, that is the long-term solution.

When she said 'you are a man', Jiang Junyue had no choice but to change the bag from carrying it to carrying it, otherwise, it would be a pity that he would have to wear it all day long with the tens of thousands of dollars in his outfit.

Lan Jingyi's eyes quickly aimed at a casserole stall on the side of the street. It was a temporary stall. There were small tables and chairs on the sidewalk. It was past dinner time. There were not too many people, but there were quite a few, Lan Jingyi Yi walked to the stall, looked at the row of ingredients, ordered his own cheerfully, then turned to Jiang Junyue and said, "Hey, you can order too, you're welcome." Anyway, it was his money, he would be stupid if he didn't eat it.

"How about this...?" Since he was a child, although he has been to places like Riot, he has never eaten food from such a small outdoor stall. Tonight, he followed Lan Jingyi As a little follower, he has seen everything. Luckily, Chao Mo has been wearing it. Otherwise, if someone captures him as the majestic Mr. Jiang's president eating a stall on the side of the road, he will be completely humiliated.

"Uh, not this one either? Idiot..." Lan Jingyi smacked his forehead, "It's very simple, order three items for seven yuan as a base, and then add another one for one yuan, order."

"Oh." Jiang Junyue glanced at the one she just ordered. There were only three items, not many of them. In front of the table, the table was too short, and his legs were too long. Sitting on that little stool was a pain, so he wanted to speak. Lan Jingyi stood up again, took an empty plate, picked up a plate of coriander and put it on the table. On the small table, "Well, this is for free, you can eat more later, if there is not enough for us to fill it up."

Jiang Junyue didn't speak, but took out a cigarette and lit it, took a deep puff, and said slowly: "Lan Jingyi, did your husband abuse you before?" So, eat a casserole It is also very budget-conscious, and even the gifts are not wasted.

"Hey, don't mention him. I'm divorced from him." Lan Jingyi's originally cheerful facial expression darkened when Jiang Junyue mentioned Lu Wentao, and he didn't even wonder how Jiang Junyue knew Lu Wentao The relationship with her, yes, she was so famous that day, it would be difficult for him not to know.

"Really?" Jiang Junyue raised his eyebrows, a handsome face approached Lan Jingyi's under the cover of smoke, and stopped when he was only two centimeters away from her face, with a masculine breath The smell mixed with tobacco lingered in Lan Jingyi's breath, she nodded lightly, "From now on, don't mention him to me again, otherwise, I'll be in a hurry with you." It was a nightmare, even if you don't worry about eating She doesn't have to worry about clothes or a place to sleep, but she has never been happy for a day. Moreover, that marriage has affected her from finding a job. The classmates who graduated together have worked for so long, but she has abandoned her own life. Studies, the little things I learned in college, I almost forgot.

Just when the noodles arrived, steaming hot noodles were placed in front of the two of them. He had more ingredients than hers, and she ate dully, without raising her head or opening her eyes, she only dealt with the noodles of her subordinates, but, that The slightly sagging face revealed the sadness in her heart. After eating half of it, she said in a low and soft voice: "That night, I'm sorry." After all, she also used him that night, so, goodbye, She thought that she should compensate him to some extent.

The reason why she ran out with him instead of staying at Luo Qijiang's place was because she wanted to say this to him.

That night, she finally got her wish and got divorced, but she missed her first time because of this. However, she didn't even have a reason to blame the man opposite her, so she couldn't say she was happy or sad when she regained her freedom. , but still alive, to face one difficulty after another in life.

"Which night?" Jiang Junyue picked up noodles with chopsticks, pretending not to know which pot to open and which pot to lift.

"I can get a divorce, thank you."

Sure enough, she admitted it. Sure enough, as his subordinates found out, she created the "extraordinary style" of that night for divorce. Fortunately, she admitted it, otherwise, he would have really thought about it. To 'repay' her well, but, thinking of what she gained and lost that night, he smiled again, "Thank you and apologize, Lan Jingyi, let's be more real." `The market price of the sons is quite high, at least three thousand for those who are a little bit pretty, but this woman didn't ask for money, not even half a cent, and she once again made him look at her with admiration.

"Well, how about I cook and wash for you for a month?" She is going to be his old mother, so sincerity is enough.

Jiang Junyue really wanted to reach out and touch her head to see if she had a fever. She was more and more an eye-opener for him, and he sucked a piece of chopstick noodles into his mouth, and he said briskly, "Okay, starting from tonight." " Actually, don't think about it, he has a small apartment of his own nearby, but he hasn't been there for a long time.

Lan Jingyi didn't make a fuss, repaid the debt, repaid the favor, and after paying off, she could hold her head up wherever she went in the future. After eating the casserole, Jiang Junyue didn't touch the noodles in the casserole at all, "Hey , why are you eating so slowly?" She was tired and had to go to the talent market early tomorrow morning to find a job, so she had to go back early and take a rest.

"It's too late, I'm done eating." Jiang Junyue stood up, he has a cleanliness habit, although the sliced ​​noodles are delicious, but when he thinks of the greasy-looking big pot of clear soup next to him, he loses his appetite.

"What a waste." Lan Jingyi reached out and pressed Jiang Junyue to sit down, "You really don't want to eat?"

Hearing her puzzled voice, he said softly, "Well, I'm full, let's go."

"Then I'll eat it, don't waste it." Moving his casserole over, she really dealt with his portion of the casserole unceremoniously, making him completely dumbfounded, even Yu forgot to stop her from eating his leftovers, and when she wiped her mouth after eating, he thought, could it be understood that she didn't even care about eating his saliva when she ate him like this just now?

Lan Jingyi also seemed to have read and thought of something from his eyes belatedly, so she paid the money and dragged him to run away, "Let's go, take me to your lair quickly, I'm sleepy .”

The night darkened, and the darkness made Lan Jingyi somewhat more at ease. Jiang Junyue still put his hands in his trouser pockets, walking unhurriedly on the road in the dark night, and a quiet atmosphere came over his heart , he suddenly discovered that he seemed to have never crossed the road with a woman like this for a long, long time.

In a neighborhood not far from the night market, Jiang Junyue stopped when he led her to the entrance of the neighborhood, because the neighborhood was managed in a closed manner, and there was no key card, so he couldn't get in, so he had to go around to the security room next to him, "Please help I'll open the door."

The security guard, who was sitting and playing with his mobile phone, glanced up at Jiang Junyue, and then said excitedly, "You are Mr. Jiang, aren't you?"

"Well, it's me."

"Hehe, you haven't been here for a long time. Come on, I'll open the door for you." The security guard really opened the small corner gate of the community for him, and Jiang Junyue smiled politely, "Thank you."

"It's good to come back and live, otherwise, what a waste if the house is empty." The security guard said and glanced at Lan Jingyi who was behind Jiang Junyue, and wanted to say something, but stopped, just smiled gently, and then He continued to stare down at the phone in his hand.

Lan Jingyi awkwardly followed behind Jiang Junyue, muttering in a low voice while walking, "From now on, it's better to live in your own nest, no matter how big or luxurious someone else's is, it's not yours, Xiao Qingqing, Is your surname Jiang?"

"Yeah." He murmured, and his pace quickened a bit, unexpectedly, he didn't want to tell her his name, he likes to be followed by a woman, and that woman doesn't think about his money or his people, but just, A dependence and trust that fell from the sky.

Riding the elevator to the door of the small apartment on the top floor, Jiang Junyue bent over and squatted by the door, reached under the door and touched it lightly. Sure enough, the key was still there. He took it out and opened the lock with a "click". The loneliness of the room was in his eyes, and he glanced into the small apartment, his footsteps were a little heavy, and he softly said to Lan Jingyi behind him, "Come in."

One bedroom, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom, a little dust told Lan Jingyi that he really hadn't been back for some days, but Jiang Junyue knew that he hadn't been back here for at least two years, if it wasn't for the one who came every month A part-time worker who cleans once, I'm afraid, there will be more dust.

It has been two years, and he never thought that he would come back under such circumstances. He stood in the center of the living room, staring at the shoe rack by the door in a daze, without blinking his eyes.

That gaze also attracted Lan Jingyi, she looked over, and on the shoe rack, there was a pair of blue plaid men's slippers and a pair of pink plaid women's slippers, two pairs of shoes were lined up side by side, as intimate as two lovers, Sweet and homey.