After introducing someone to the boss, I became his only favorite

"Can you tell me about your family? I heard that your father was the original leader of the Qiao Group." Jiang Yandong crossed his legs, looking like a superior.

Although Qiao Xingran knew that it would be easy to check a person with Jiang Yandong's ability, he never thought that he would ask himself so bluntly.

"That's right." He nodded, looked at Miss Qiao who was eating happily, and spoke to him slowly.

"Three years ago, when I was 20 years old, our family was planning to go on a trip, but then we were hit by a van. I was sitting between them, I was about to fall asleep because I played a game at night, and the van hit me. When I woke up, my mother protected me with her body, and when I opened my eyes, I saw my mother's bloody face, and the glass cut into her throat..."

As Qiao Xingran talked, he recalled the scene at that time. His voice gradually trembled, and his vision gradually blurred. He lowered his head, his nose became sore, and he couldn't continue talking.

Just as he closed his eyes in pain, warm palms covered the back of his neck and squeezed gently.

Qiao Xingran's body trembled, and he looked up with tears in his eyes, and what caught his eyes was Jiang Yandong's ascetic face.

"Don't cry, your mother will be sad if she sees you like this in heaven."

Qiao Xingran was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly raised his hand to wipe away his tears, then grinned again showing his white teeth, "It's okay, I just suddenly remembered something sad, but it's actually okay, after all, it's been so long."

Looking at his forced smile, Jiang Yandong felt as if a ball of cotton was stalked in his heart. In fact, he already knew what happened to Qiao Xingran over the years. He just wanted Qiao Xingran to let go of his guard against him and slowly trust yourself.

"I'm sorry, I reminded you of something bad." Jiang Yandong gave Qiao Xingran an apologetic look.

"It's okay, it's been so long, I should let it go."

Qiao Xingran smiled. It was the first time in three years that someone had heard him talk about this experience. Now that I think about it, I really feel a lot better.

"You haven't finished college yet?"

"University, and then dropped out of school. At that time, the family went bankrupt, and my father was lying in the hospital again. I could only clean up the mess by myself and help my mother prepare for the funeral. Later, I ran out of money and I didn't go to school anymore."

Qiao Xingran was smiling when he said these words, people who didn't know even thought he was telling other people's stories.

Jiang Yandong felt a little pain in his heart, how much he had gone through before he could hone the innocent boy into this appearance.

"Then if you were given another chance, would you still choose to take the college entrance examination again?"

Qiao Xingran was stunned. If there was a chance to take another university entrance examination, "I would definitely like to, but I am already 23 now, and I have forgotten all the knowledge I learned before."

"How do you know if you don't try?"

How do you know if you don't try?Facing Jiang Yandong's series of problems, Qiao Xingran suddenly avoided them. He had been planning his future, planning how much money he would have to save each year to pay off his debts, but he never thought that one day he would be able to return to school. Spend many hours working on his favorite designs.

"I just want to live in the present moment. I will talk about it later. Besides, my priority now is to help you find a suitable partner!"

Qiao Xingran tried to make himself look more relaxed, half-jokingly.

"That's right, then do your job well. By the way, you didn't mean to invite me to dinner, can I make a request?" A trace of unknown emotion flashed in Jiang Yandong's eyes, and then it was replaced by a smile.

"Yes." Qiao Xingran nodded, straightened up a little nervously, silently calculating how much money was left in her wallet.

"You cook for me."

"Ah?" Qiao Xingran subconsciously groaned, looking at Jiang Yandong's face, a little unresponsive.

"Can't you cook?"

"Yes." Qiao Xingran nodded honestly.

"Then cook for me tonight."

"That's, that's it?" Qiao Xingran said stupidly. According to Jiang Yandong's status as the boss, shouldn't he go to a high-end restaurant to spend a pass?

Jiang Yandong looked at the expression on Qiao Xingran's face, and suddenly chuckled, "Stupid, the ones made by ourselves are much more delicious than those made outside."

Qiao Xingran was still in shock, but Jiang Yandong had already changed the subject.

"Do you have food at home?"

Qiao Xingran recalled it for a while, and subconsciously shook his head. Yesterday, he made soup and took it to a nursing home. The ingredients at home were basically used up, and some only had noodles and rice.

"Is there a supermarket in front of the community, let's go shopping together." As soon as Jiang Yandong finished speaking, Qiao Xingran immediately grabbed his phone and was ready to follow behind him at any time. Mei Qiao, who was taking a nap on her stomach, was taken aback.

"Go, let's go."

"Don't you want to change your clothes?"

Looking at Jiang Yandong's puzzled face, Qiao Xingran suddenly came to his senses, he was still wearing the home clothes he brought from Jiang Yandong's house.

"It's changed, I'll go right away, just wait for me." Qiao Xingran almost wanted to find a hole in the ground, so he rushed into the bedroom in a hurry.

Qiao Xingran quickly opened the closet to find a set of clothes and came out, changed in a hurry, and combed her hair before opening the door and going out.

Outside, Jiang Yandong was standing by his folding table, holding a piece of paper and looking at it carefully, when he heard the sound of the door opening, he looked over subconsciously.

Because of this, Qiao Xingran could clearly see the paper in his hand. It was the design draft he rushed out two nights ago, a gift customized for his daughter by a wealthy businessman.

"Have you studied design?" Jiang Yandong put the drawing back and asked casually.

"Ah, that's what I studied in college. I don't draw very well. I just figured it out on my own." Qiao Xingran scratched his head unnaturally, and stood there awkwardly.

He knew that Jiang Yandong's mother, Meng Tingyun, was a world-renowned jewelry designer, and the sketches he created by himself should be worse than shit in front of him.

"The design is very thoughtful. My mother is also a designer. If you have the opportunity, you can learn from her." Jiang Yandong said seriously.

"Thank you, thank you." Qiao Xingran felt a throbbing in his heart, he didn't expect Jiang Yandong to save him enough face, he thought he would be criticized as worthless.

The sun was almost setting, Qiao Xingran followed behind Jiang Yandong, feeling the autumn wind blowing gently, and felt a little coolness on his bare arms.

As he was walking, he suddenly stopped and sneezed and sniffled, thinking that he should go to some treasure to buy some new coats when he turned around.

When he came back to his senses, Jiang Yandong had already walked a few meters away with his long legs, and he hurriedly chased after him.

Although the south of the city is an old city, it is still quite prosperous. There are not many people in the shopping mall. They walked straight to the supermarket on the first floor.

"Boss, do you have any taboos?" Qiao Xingran asked following Jiang Yandong in small steps.

"Scallions and coriander are seldom eaten, and everything else is fine." Jiang Yandong glanced at the side, and found that Qiao Xingran was always a little behind, so he quietly slowed down his pace.

"Okay, how about making braised pork ribs for tonight's main course? And another crispy pork belly, but there is no oven at home, but it's okay, you can borrow it from the landlord's house." Qiao Xingran enjoyed the cooking process, and he planned happily The evening menu follows Jiang Yandong step by step.

And Jiang Yandong always responded with a light smile, pushing the cart in his hand, and the two extraordinary-looking people were walking in the supermarket, attracting a lot of attention for a while.

Qiao Xingran seems to have forgotten the fact that Jiang Yandong is a big boss, he excitedly picked out the ingredients, and even picked up a lot of meat that he usually would not bear to eat, and put them in the shopping cart.

"Wow, this crucian carp is so fresh, it's okay to praise another crucian carp soup." Qiao Xingran's voice was unconsciously cheerful, he bent down and poked the glass cabinet, and tugged Jiang Yandong next to him to show him .

"It's quite fresh." Jiang Yandong smiled helplessly, then he bent down to look at the fish with its tail wagging inside, and then at Qiao Xingran, who was full of smiles, his heart softened. Little talker, seems to have endless things to say.

"Hello, can you weigh a crucian carp for me?" Qiao Xingran got Jiang Yandong's consent, and immediately beckoned to the supermarket salesperson to help him weigh the fish.

"Okay, wait a minute."

The salesperson held the small net and asked him which one he wanted. Qiao Xingran was about to ask for the biggest one, but Jiang Yandong next to him was faster than him.

"A smaller one."

Just as Qiao Xingran was about to refute, the other party bent down and rubbed his head with one free hand, "You've already bought a lot of vegetables, and the fish is too big to finish, let alone just cooking soup? "

"Okay." Qiao Xingran nodded in disappointment. He just wanted to make something better for Jiang Yandong. Looking at the ingredients in the shopping cart, he really didn't consider the reality.

"The refrigerator at home is too small to fit so much, and the two of us can't eat much." Jiang Yandong took the killed fish and put it in the shopping cart. Seeing Qiao Xingran's listless appearance, he comforted him.

"But..." Qiao Xingran frowned, but he was inviting Jiang Yandong to dinner.

"Don't worry, if you like cooking so much, then I will come again next time, after all, there are not many employees who cook under me."

Hearing what Jiang Yandong said, Qiao Xingran suddenly felt relieved. A boss like him should often go to the staff's house for dinner.

They were about to pay the bill, and Qiao Xingran was attracted by the turtles in the glass cabinet. He walked straight over and looked at the turtles crawling around inside. He liked them so much that he couldn't help poking one of them on the back.

"Want to eat?" Jiang Yandong pushed the shopping cart and followed, looking at the turtle inside and asked.

"No, I really want to raise one, but I'm afraid I'll kill them." Qiao Xingran shook his head lightly. His mother liked turtles very much before. Unfortunately, after his mother had an accident, the tortoise that the family had raised for nearly 20 years died suddenly. up.

He thought, the tortoise must have followed his mother when he knew his mother died, and if he had the chance, he would also want to raise such a tepid animal.

"Turtles have a long lifespan," Jiang Yandong reminded.

Qiao Xingran smiled, then raised her head and smiled, "Let's go, it's time to go back and cook."

Jiang Yandong pushed the shopping cart to keep up with him, and finally turned his head to look at the turtles, feeling thoughtful.

"Hey, I'm finally home." Qiao Xingran was so tired that he sat down on the sofa, looking at the well-proportioned muscles on Jiang Yandong's arms, he felt a sense of strength everywhere, and felt a little envious.

Why did Jiang Yandong have such good physical strength, he didn't feel tired when he came back with a big bag of things, but he was so tired that he just helped him carry a coat with empty hands.

After resting for a while, Qiao Xingran came back to life with full blood. She slapped away sister Qiao who was putting her head into the plastic bag, and carried her things into the narrow kitchen, taking out the ingredients one by one.

He went back to the living room, brought Jiang Yandong a glass of water, opened his own computer for him and put it on the coffee table, intending to order a movie for him to watch.

"Um, are inspirational movies okay?"

Jiang Yandong nodded, and Qiao Xingran immediately found him a movie to play, "Boss, watch the movie first, and I'll cook first."

"Okay, go ahead, call me anytime you need help."

"Okay." Qiao Xingran responded, then turned and went back to the small kitchen to cook.

He estimated Jiang Yandong's appetite, filled the rice and cooked it in the rice cooker, and then started to wash the vegetables, preparing everything.

There was no range hood in the kitchen, only a simple exhaust fan. Thinking of the big guy outside the kitchen who didn't eat fireworks, he silently closed the door.

After working for more than an hour, he finally finished all the dishes. He opened the door and found that Jiang Yandong was still watching the movie seriously. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Boss, go wash your hands first, you're ready to eat." Qiao Xingran called out in a low voice, and took out a clean rag to set up the dining table, and wiped it carefully.

"Okay." Jiang Yandong stood up, turned around and went into the kitchen to wash his hands.

The two brought out the dishes and set the bowls and chopsticks, Qiao Xingran was able to sit down and rest for a while.

He made four dishes and one soup tonight, braised pork ribs in brown sauce, crucian carp tofu soup, boiled beef, stir-fried Shanghai green vegetables, and a plate of boneless Coke chicken wings. He bit his chopsticks and carefully observed Jiang Yandong's expression .

The other party picked up the chopsticks and reached for the boiled beef. Qiao Xingran stared at him as he put the meat into his mouth, and swallowed quietly.

"How about it?"

He looked at Jiang Yandong's expression expectantly, and his heart beat a little. Unexpectedly, Jiang Yandong didn't speak, and after swallowing, he picked up another dish.

Finally, when Qiao Xingran became less and less confident, the other party took a sip of water and opened his mouth slowly.

"Not bad, it's about the same as I imagined, even better."

"Really?" Qiao Xingran's mood rose again, he looked at Jiang Yandong's face, afraid to see traces of lying on him.

"Really, I like it very much."

Now Qiao Xingran believed it completely, and ate happily, and then he found that Jiang Yandong ate more than usual, which made his confidence increase.

After the meal, Jiang Yandong offered to help him wash the dishes, but Qiao Xingran refused to no avail, the two huddled together in the small kitchen and packed everything before he sent him downstairs.

"Go back, it's cold outside." Jiang Yandong stopped, and Qiao Xingran, who followed behind him, raised his head vigilantly.

"Then be careful on the road." Qiao Xingran nodded, turned around reluctantly, but couldn't help but look at her tall and straight figure in the autumn wind.

Qiao Xingran didn't know why he felt a little lost in his heart, he was just afraid that he would be left alone when he went back home, lonely and desolate.

Walking into the corridor, he patted his drooping face to keep himself awake.

Back in the quiet room, Qiao Xingran suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, Jiang Yandong's figure seemed to be swaying everywhere in the house, but now there was only emptiness left.

Probably because no one has been in the house for a long time, and he even forgot how to write the word warm. Today, someone stayed in this house for a long time, which made him feel the happiness of having a family, so he is afraid of being alone now. .

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