Can You Love Me?

Xin Ai doesn't want to see Jian Zechuan and Tan Ran kiss me. She has been adjusting herself for the past two days. She wants to get out of it as soon as possible. She doesn't want to be affected by these things anymore.

If we don't meet each other, maybe we will miss less and less.

But as long as they meet each other, there are many things that cannot be controlled after all.

Mrs. Jane frowned: How can you think like this? Xin Ai, you are not someone who gives up lightly like this. You forgot what you said to me in that western restaurant last time. Where was your arrogance at that time? Where did it go?

As long as Xin Ai used all her strength at the time, she would not worry about not being able to drive Tan Ran away. The key point was that she had lost her original idea.

Xin Ai shook her head: However, it is different now, that Miss Wei is not Miss Tan, not to mention... I have already promised you... No... Xin Ai suddenly looked up at Mrs. Jane: Have you not always been very Do you hate me, you should be very happy if I don't pester your son now, why...you suddenly come over and tell me this?

Xin Ai was vigilant, and said, You...you don't like Tan Ran, so you want to use me to drive Tan Ran away?

The corner of Mrs. Jane's mouth twitched. She really didn't like Xin Ai very much, but she didn't like Tan Ran even more. Moreover, she was more concerned about the child in Xin Ai's womb.

She didn't want her son to marry Tan Ran in the future, and she didn't want her grandson to have a stepmother before he was born.

Mrs. Jane was worried about being misunderstood by Xin Ai, but she couldn't think of a better excuse, so she said, Why don't you think that I might have a crush on you?

Xin Ai looked shocked, and asked in disbelief: I really don't think I have anything that can make you like it.

Mrs Jane...

But you saved me.

I saved you, that...just a passing...not worth mentioning.

Mrs. Jian sang softly, put up her airs, and said, It's also a rescue. I'm not an ungrateful person. Besides, I just think that between you and Tan Ran, you are better than her.

Hey... Xin Ai sighed: Can I not go today?

Mrs. Jane shook her head. The reason she brought so many people here is to prevent Xin Ai from not going. Since they are here, they must be fought over, okay?

Mrs. Jane waved her hand, and the stylists came over, supporting Xin Ai to sit down.

It's useless for Xin Ai to struggle, the people Mrs. Jane called are all women, and they are all tall and strong.

When Xin Ai was forced to put on makeup, Mrs. Jane was looking around in the living room.

After reading it, she shook her head: Tsk, this place is too simple, and Zechuan is really...

Mrs. Jian complained in her heart: I didn't think my son was stingy before, but now, looking at it, his father is really right. Look at this house, look at the decoration. There are so many properties in Mingdu, so we can't change to a bigger and better one. the villa?

After all, it was his woman, but he couldn't bear it, she was really stingy...

Mrs. Jane came to the kitchen again, and saw that the kitchen was well-organized, with all kinds of oil, salt, sauce and vinegar. It was obvious that the fire was often used for cooking.

Mrs. Jane nodded secretly. There are really not many people who cook in the kitchen these days.

Xin Ai is still good.

Mrs. Jane opened the refrigerator and saw that there were still some ingredients and leftovers in it, she turned to Xin Ai and asked, Have you eaten today?

Huh? Which meal are you talking about?

Mrs. Jane closed the refrigerator: Tell me how many meals you have eaten first.

Xin Ai: One meal.

Mrs. Jian pointed at her and was so angry that she couldn't speak. She is pregnant with a child and eats only one meal a day. Does she really care about the child?

No, she didn't even know if she was pregnant or not.

That's not right, that day, she was talking to her friend that she might be pregnant.

Oh, no matter whether the child exists or not, no one should treat himself so badly.

Mrs. Jane would never allow her grandson to suffer, so she threw away her 6-figure bag, rolled up her sleeves, opened the refrigerator and prepared to cook for herself.

But……

Mrs. Jane thought very well, but in reality, she slapped her hard.

After a while, she let out a scream, the oil in the pot was on fire, Xin Ai was so frightened that she rushed over immediately, picked up the lid of the pot, and turned off the natural gas.

Xin Ai breathed a sigh of relief, smelling the burning smell, and turned to look at Mrs. Jane.

Mrs. Jane's face was flustered, she hadn't recovered from the shock just now, she looked at Xin Ai embarrassedly: I... I just... I just wanted to cook something for you, I... didn't expect It will be like this...

Mrs. Jian was spoiled and raised since she was a child. After she got married, she was also a noble wife. Wherever she was in the kitchen, she had seen others do it.

Xin Ai had a headache at first, but she didn't expect Mrs. Jane to cook for her, so she couldn't help being surprised for a while.

Although Mrs. Jane didn't do anything, Xin Ai actually thought of her mother.

Her mother had passed away for so many years, except for her sister, no one had cooked for her alone. Even if the meal was not finished, this kindness was too precious.

Xin Ai felt sore, and said: Thank you, but your hands must not be wet with spring water. I'm not worried about the kitchen, but I'm afraid that if you get hurt at my place, I can't explain it.

Mrs. Jane lowered her head: Then... I won't do it...

Xin Ai wanted to comfort her, but think about it, forget it, don't comfort her, there is no need for so much interaction between her and Mrs. Jane.

Xin Ai was arrested by those makeup artists and went back to put on makeup. Mrs. Jane stopped running around this time, and she made a call with her mobile phone.

Although she can't cook, she can be delivered.

So it didn't take long for Mrs. Jane's food to arrive.

Wait for makeup first, Xin Ai, you come to eat, eat more, you may not have the appetite to eat when you wait.

This made Xin Ai very surprised. She said just now that she only ate one meal, but Mrs. Jane wanted to cook for her.

Xin Ai really didn't expect that Mrs. Jane would care about her so much. It's really... It's been a long time since I felt what it's like to be cared about like this.

The care from an elder who can be her mother is so rare.

Mrs. Jane has brought out the meals one by one and arranged them.

Xin Ai only felt that the scent went straight into her nose, hooking her stomach that she didn't feel very hungry at first, but she suddenly became hungry, and she swallowed: You want these for me?

Mrs. Jane gave him a white look: Otherwise, who do you think will only eat one meal a day like you?

Mrs. Jane's tone was particularly disgusting, and she seemed to dislike Xin Ai very much.

But Xin Ai smiled all over her face, looked at her, and said sincerely: Thank you.

This thank you is Xin Ai's sincere gratitude. The long-lost warmth, like a mother's care, makes Xin Ai want to get closer.