The president is committing suicide

There was no one in the store, and the waiter was whispering to himself about how such a handsome man was standing here alone, staring out the window in a daze.

The waitress had no idea what was so beautiful behind the thick rain curtain.

Until two blurry figures appeared on the opposite side, the handsome man left.

The food and coffee on the table remained untouched.

The person suddenly came and left suddenly, just like a mysterious dream.

Ding Jiaying listened to Xiao Mimi's complaints without saying a word: "I'm telling you, this store is simply too outrageous. The location by the river is so beautiful, but they nailed the windows shut so people can't see the flowers outside. And what's that billboard opposite? A huge blue iron sheet that doesn't match the environment at all. The fermented rice balls now must have been made with a different fermented rice. They're not made by themselves anymore. It doesn't taste like what we came here to eat together."

She turned her head to look at Xiao Mimi who was chattering nonstop. The rain blurred the background of the world, and there were only two people leaning against each other under the umbrella.

The rain still soaked her clothes, but she seemed not to notice. Ding Jiaying tilted the umbrella towards her.

Xiao Mimi suddenly stopped and said, "There are so many shops and places to eat. This river is more than 20 kilometers long. How did you find this place?"

When she went in just now, Xiao Mimi didn't ask, but ordered a bowl of osmanthus wine meatballs for her as usual and helped her eat the meatballs.

The two finished their meal without saying a word and went out together.

When she suddenly asked this, Ding Jiaying was stunned: "I don't know any other stores. I'm in a bad mood on rainy days, so this is the only store I can go to."

Xiao Mimi slapped her forehead and said, "I forgot. Don't you remember the store we went to later?"

That's a good thing.

As if afraid that Ding Jiaying would ask some questions, Xiao Mimi turned around and pulled her away quickly: "It's raining so hard, how many tears does God have? He's really not like a man."

Ding Jiaying called Xiaoqian and told her that Mr. Xiao was fine, but his phone was out of battery and it was just a false alarm. She asked her to call her if she had any problems.

Xiao Mimi felt warm and dry after taking a shower. She took a can of beer from the refrigerator and sat on the sofa drinking it slowly.

"I threw away your breakfast."

"Oh."

Ding Jiaying opened the door, got the takeaway and came back to spread the food on the table in front of Xiao Mimi.

"Are you planning to blackmail me by starving myself to death in my house?"

"Just eat what you have, no need to talk too much nonsense."

Xiao Mimi glanced at the takeaway bag and asked, "Have you ordered everything you can on your phone?"

"No, I just ordered more than 150 yuan per person, it should taste good."

"Do I look stupid? How can that Grandpa Ken give 150 yuan per person?"

"Oh, maybe it got in. Let's eat first."

I just ate a few fermented rice balls in Xiaoji canteen. They weren’t very tasty. Now I’m really hungry.

"Aren't you going to ask me?" Xiao Mimi knew that this guy must be looking for her everywhere. She set her phone to flight mode just to have some quiet time. When he saw her, she was thinking about how to make excuses.

"Of course I want to ask. But you probably don't want to tell me now. Don't delay your meal if you're in a bad mood. Here are the chopsticks."

Ding Jiaying's attitude is too stable.

However, with delicious food in front of me and feeling depressed, once the meal starts it will be a huge battle.

Ding Jiaying started eating first. Xiao Mimi had no resistance to the sushi platter, golden needles, fatty beef and Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, and immediately followed suit.

When dopamine, which produces happiness, was produced in the body, Ding Jiaying also saw a genuine smile on Xiao Mimi's face.

"You've seen my mom. She's pretty, but not the prettiest. She's not some rich girl, she doesn't have any family background, and our family isn't some multi-millionaire conglomerate. She did nothing wrong, except that she married my dad because she was in love. My dad is a good man, but he has one flaw. He's a bit like Prince Duan."

She ate so much that her belly was so full that she couldn't even drink a sip of water. There was still a lot of food left on the table. Xiao Mimi started talking about things that Ding Jiaying didn't know.

"My grandfather's preference for boys over girls didn't make my father love me any less, but he really didn't share his love with my mother. The strange thing is that they didn't divorce, and they seemed to respect each other and have a happy family. It's so awkward. So I don't like to go back."

"If you don't want to go back, then don't go back. Isn't it good to live outside by yourself? If you feel lonely, I will move in to accompany you." Ding Jiaying lay there unable to move.

"You? If you come to accompany me, Shen Cong can kill me in one second with his laser eyes."

"exaggerate."

"I seem to always have a lot of handsome guys around me, and I'm not pursuing love. There are always people who are curious about you and like you like a fish, but the person who is obsessed with you has never appeared. But just recently, I found that I became abnormal." Xiao Mimi looked at the ceiling.

"Did Cupid shoot you?" Ding Jiaying said sarcastically, feeling very disappointed with her friend.

"I seem to be ill, seriously ill."

Ding Jiaying suddenly tensed up and looked her up and down: "What's wrong? Cancer too?"

"More or less. I inherited the love-brain habit from my mom." Xiao Mimi said shockingly.

Ding Jiaying snorted: "It is indeed a serious illness."

"I just gave him a cup of coffee after he delivered breakfast today, and I felt very happy. It's ridiculous. So many men have been nice to me before, cooking for me and making me breakfast and supper, but I never felt anything. I made him coffee and I felt inexplicably happy. I immediately felt something was wrong with me."

"You still have some sense." Ding Jiaying breathed a sigh of relief.

"I know about the lady you mentioned, and I also know that he may not be able to make his own decisions in marriage. But what I can't accept is that I am thinking about getting married with this man after just a few days? We have to overcome all difficulties together to stage a tragic love story, and there may not be a good ending in the end?" Xiao Mimi always did not hide her weakness in front of Ding Jiaying.

"I am afraid. I have given my heart to this. Can I really bear the consequences? Can I be a person like my mother without any complaints?"

"As soon as he walked out my door, I put my phone on airplane mode, grabbed my bag and headed out, walking aimlessly."

Ding Jiaying listened quietly: "And then?"

"There's no story. I was tired from walking so I took a taxi to a nearby place, came in to order, and then you came a while later. You happened to see me arguing with the waiter."

Ding Jiaying rubbed her belly and said, "So, you didn't see the publicity about you on the Internet?"

"What? I'm on the news? On the headlines?" Xiao Mimi suddenly perked up.

"See for yourself. I took a screenshot. I opened a random website and that was you."

Xiao Mimi took the phone, looked through a few photos, and returned it to Ding Jiaying: "What about now?"

"I've taken it down for you now. It took some effort." Ding Jiaying asked Shen Cong to do it.

"Pity."

"What did you say?"

“Such great promotional material.”

Ding Jiaying sat up suddenly and wanted to check her brain. She was afraid that it was not just love-brained, there must be something else wrong.

"You're still planning to use this negative news for publicity? What positive publicity can it bring to our company? Don't use the saying "black is red is red" to speak. You don't care about your reputation, but I do."

Xiao Mimi chuckled and said, "Leave some evidence so that you can ask them to apologize later."

"What are you thinking? How could someone apologize to you? It's not certain who did it."