What should I do if I pretend to be a girl online to the president of the company?

Jing Mu sized it up carefully, and finally asked hesitantly, "Grandma, may I ask who you are?"

The old man opened the insulation box with ease, handed it to Jingmu, squinted his eyes and smiled.

"My name is Mei Fang, and I was ordered to deliver soup."

Jing Mu took the soup subconsciously, and a strong fragrance came oncoming, making people salivate and unable to stop.

Holding the insulated box with both hands, he looked up at Mei Fang in surprise and said, "Aunt Mei, who ordered the soup?"

Jingmu didn't have many friends, so if Qin Xiao and Gu Mingzhe were excluded, the only ones left were Jingyao and...

prevalent?

He didn't know why he thought of Shengfeng, but it should be unlikely.

It's even more impossible for Jing Yao, if it's really her, she should come in person, right?

"Didn't Mr. Sheng tell you? When you are discharged from the hospital, you will move home."

Aunt Mei is simple and honest, her words are gentle and soft, without the slightest attack power, but she is a bit like the sunshine in winter, warm and comfortable.

Jing Mu's hand holding the pig's trotter soup moved slightly, rubbing the edge of the incubator, and he whispered, "Is it the Sheng Xing I know?"

The thought just now was shattered by reality, Jing Mu was still a little surprised.

But this matter seems to be something that Shengxing can do.

"Mr. Jing, drink this soup while it's hot." Aunt Mei pointed to the pig's trotter soup in Jing Mu's bosom.

Jing Mu nodded, stirred the oil in the soup with a spoon for a while, and spread it on the soup surface.

Then take the soup from the bottom of the bowl and put it in your mouth.

The taste of the soup is soft, without extra impact and stimulation.

The pungent smell of pig's trotters is even more gone, only the rich aftertaste of being boiled is left, with the greasyness of soup, complementing each other, and it is a pity to lose one of them.

Jing Mu drank the soup with a happy smile on his face.

Aunt Mei smiled honestly, and then asked, "When will you be discharged from the hospital? I will send a driver to pick you up."

Only then did Jing Mu recall the conversation just now.

According to Aunt Mei, the place where he will live next is Shengfeng's house?

Thinking of this, Jing Mu hesitated a little.

It was agreed that I would separate myself from Shengxing, but if I agree now, wouldn't that mean I have more relationship?

Aunt Mei seemed to catch Jingmu's troubled look, and she said, "Mr. Jing, Mr. Sheng basically doesn't go back to China because of his work. This house has been empty for several years. If you live in, I will be more able to talk."

As we get older, what we lack the most is companionship.

Jing Mu couldn't help but feel a softening in his heart.

But still hesitant.

The mobile phone on the bedside suddenly rang, and Jing Mu reached out to take it, it was a WeChat message from Shengxing.

Shenxing: What did the doctor say?

Shenxing: Has the babysitter's trotter soup been delivered?

Jing Mu looked at the two messages, put the pig's trotter soup in his arms aside, and typed a reply expressionlessly.

Shu: It's nothing serious, the soup has already entered the stomach, and it tastes great.

Godliness: As long as you like it.

Shenxing: When will you leave the hospital?The family has arranged for someone to take care of you.

Tree: What home?

Shenxing: Didn't I let you live in my house?

Jing Mu, who had already agreed to it, was suddenly a little wicked, and did it on purpose.

Tree: I didn't agree to live in it?Who is going to your broken house?I'm going to live at my boyfriend's house.

Shenxing: What boyfriend?Reality?When did you have it?

The arc of Jing Mu's mouth slowly climbed upwards, which seemed a bit amusing.

Tree: What does it matter to you when I have something?

Godliness: ...

Conversation terminated.

It ended with a strange silence.

Jing Mu didn't reply again, in fact, he had already made a decision.

The environment is good and there is free treatment for someone to take care of. He would be a fool if he didn't agree.

Although it is a popular house, but the other party is not in the country now, there should be no chance of meeting him head-on, right?

"Aunt Mei, can I get out of the hospital and go back with you?"

Jing Mu put the phone aside, and hugged the pig's trotter soup into his arms again. He wanted to leave this place full of disinfectant for a long time.

"Of course, but will the doctor let you leave the hospital?" Aunt Mei asked.

Qin Xiao suddenly appeared with lunch, and she said: "I just came to ask, the doctor said that if there is no discomfort, you can leave the hospital."

Qin Xiao's timely rain made Jingmu feel like a spring breeze, and the smile on his face deepened.

"Do you want to eat?" Qin Xiao shook the lunch box in front of Jing Mu and Gu Mingzhe.

Gu Mingzhe shook his head with a dejected expression: "No, I'll go first, and Jingmu will recover as soon as possible."

Jingmu nodded.

The matter between him and Gu Mingzhe should probably be written off like this.

"Don't you eat Jingmu?" Qin Xiao asked.

Jing Mu raised his hand and raised the pig's trotter soup in his arms, with a proud face: "I have my love pig's trotter soup."

Qin Xiao gritted his teeth, if it wasn't because Jingmu was injured, his fist would probably have hit the top of his head at this moment.

"Damn it, I want to eat it too, where did you come from?"

Before Jing Mu could reply, Aunt Mei spoke first: "Mr. Sheng sent it."

"Mr. Sheng? Which man is it again? Jingmu, you don't know how to fall in love and you are on multiple boats, right?" Qin Xiao squinted his eyes and asked.

Jing Mu savored the pig's trotter soup one spoon after another, feeling so good that he exploded, and began to joke around.

"Yes, I not only know Shengxing, but also Shenxing."

"Both of them said they were going after me."

Jing Mu blinked his blinking eyes, resembling a charming and contrived panda head emoji.

There is a hint of charm and enchantment in the sand sculpture.

"Sister Qin Xiao, tremble for my alluring charm."

Qin Xiaobai glanced at Jing Mu: "Forget it, no matter how many people pursue you, you are also the one below."

Jing Mu's face darkened instantly.

"Everyone says what to eat to make up for it."

"Would you like to eat some animal stuff, mend that thing under you, and make a 1?"

Jing Mu laughed dryly twice.

Pull Qin Xiao into the mute zone, automatically blocking all her words.

He didn't believe it, even if he fell in love with a man, it should be the one above.

Sunset West Mountain.

The edge of the blue-purple sky is as beautiful as an ink painting, and the sparrows flying by from time to time are even more colorful.

Supported by Qin Xiao, Jing Mu was presented with an extended, long and long version of a luxury car.

"You can rest easy and recuperate. If you have something to call, I will take care of hot search and work matters." Qin Xiao said.

Jingmu nodded.

After the car starts.

Jing Mu suddenly realized a crucial problem.

The car he is riding in is popular, and the house he lives in is also popular, but Qin Xiao said before that it was directly arranged by the company.

Could it be that Fengxing has something to do with their company?

Jing Mu took out the mobile phone in his pocket, but it was only the distance from the ward to the hospital entrance.

The news on the mobile phone has been maxed out.

One after another is from the prevailing.

Shenxing: Who is that man?

Shenxing: What industry do you work in?

Shenxing: How old are you?

Shenxing: Am I as good as you?

Shenxing: Do you look as good as me?

Shenxing: What's your name?

Shenxing: Are you together?

Shenxing: Have you ever held hands?

Shenxing: Could it be that you have also kissed...? ? ?

Jing Mu held the boxy rectangular box in both hands, with a weird smile on his face.

Is Shengxing pretending to be jealous?

Is this how a 28-year-old man is jealous?

Jing Mu couldn't help feeling that it was fun, so he clicked on the Rainbow app, and he sent another message to 1, who hadn't responded to the message for a long time.

0: Well, I want to ask, how do most people behave when they are jealous?

The question sent out this time was answered within 1 second.

1: Sorry, just saw it.

1: Most of the manifestations of jealousy are divided into two types, there are actions and words.

0: Oh, then, it’s like one person says he has a boyfriend, and the other person frantically asks about the other person’s information. Is this kind of action?

1: Well, you said you liked your friend's performance earlier?

0:...?I don't seem to have said it. A friend confessed to me, right?

1: Look at the chat history by yourself.

Jingmu flipped up, and sure enough there was still such a thing.

1: I think your friend likes you, why not give him a chance?

0: But I made a bet with him that I want to find a boyfriend. If I promise him, how can I step down?

1: It turned out to be a tsundere.

1: Try to accept his kindness, try to respond to him within the range that you don't feel disgusted, and when you get better, tell him that you are too lazy to find a boyfriend, so just make peace with him?

After Jing Mu finished reading these words, he had already made up a whole love story about the Tsundere Second Child Disease in his brain.

0: I am not arrogant.

1: No, your attribute is Tsundere 0.

The topic is dead.

Jing Mu didn't even want to take another look, so he directly closed the Rainbow app.

Who is Tsundere?

Doesn't Tsundere dislike honesty?Does he have it?He didn't.

"Mr. Jing, do you like Mr. Sheng?" Aunt Mei suddenly asked.

Jing Mu was annoyed, and quickly replied: "I don't like it."

Aunt Mei was silent for a second or two, "If you don't like it, why did you agree to live in Mr. Sheng's house?"

Jing Mu was at a loss for words, and hurriedly began to explain.

"Well, it's not that I don't like it, as far as being a friend, I still like it."

Aunt Mei suddenly smiled, her smile was a bit vulgar, she covered her mouth and took a peek: "So, in fact, Mr. Jing was just thinking about not being friends with Mr. Sheng?"

……

I can't chat today.

It's just terrible.

Why do they always point out that Jingmu is a purely natural Tsundere?

1010 West Street.

It is said to be a community, but the villa in front of Jingmu is not at all ambiguous.

It covers an area of ​​three or four basketball courts.

"Aunt Mei, is this a community?" Jing Mu sat in a wheelchair with shock on his face.

Aunt Mei smiled without saying a word, and pushed the scenery tree towards the retro-style courtyard fence.

It can't be seen from the outside that there are many carefully trimmed trees and flowers in this yard.

Each cluster is exquisite to the leaves, like a carefully carved work of art.

The decoration style is also unique, looking around, it is full of British royal style.

The luxurious ones cannot be more luxurious, and the rich ones cannot be richer.

I really can't see that a person like Fengfeng would decorate a villa with a British style.

At this moment, the gentleman, mensao, and showing off his wealth have been nailed by Jingmu to a pillar of shame named Shengxing.

Through the yard, into a luxurious building.

In the hall stood a man in a black tuxedo with white gloves, and his hair combed meticulously.

When the other party saw Jingmu, he bent down and bowed to salute.

Jing Mu pointed at the man with an innocent face: "3333...384 sauce?"

Really like ah.

Whether it's the villa, the decoration, or the butler, they all resemble "Black Butler".

So, he's in this scene.

Do you want to become Bo Jiang (Master) who has a win-win situation of financial resources and power like Shire?

"Ma'am, what did you say?" the man in the housekeeper's uniform asked.

Jing Mu tilted his head and looked at the man, what did he just say?

The author has something to say: the end involves the drama "Black Butler"

Good night and early sleep, I love you all~

Also, Happy May Fourth Youth Day~