Mr. Gao Leng Fu is addicted to doting his wife

Chapter 18 Jiang Cheng's heart was sour

While drinking tea, Jiang Cheng thought, Fu Yushi was either quite self-disciplined, or had severe obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Drinking tea should be of the highest quality Tieguanyin, the teacup should be pure white, and smoking should only be "exclusive to the world".

While Jiang Cheng was thinking wildly, the waiter brought out the dishes one after another.

Fu Yushi ordered six dishes and one soup, all of which were bland. It was obvious that he was taking care of her "sick person" today.

During the serving of food, Fu Yushi answered a phone call, which seemed to be about the company's affairs, and Jiang Cheng couldn't understand it. When the dishes were ready, Fu Yushi's phone call continued, but he didn't forget to tell Jiang Cheng to eat first, don't wait for him.

Jiang Cheng politely served a bowl of soup for himself and Fu Yushi.She remembered that the waiter served them soup in a private restaurant last time, and Fu Yushi didn't mind at all.

Fu Yushi put down the phone, saw the soup in front of him, his eyes were slightly strange, and he looked at Jiang Cheng who was eating with his head down, and something in his heart relaxed slightly.

Both of them were hungry, and they were not hypocritical people, so they ate slowly on their own.

One meal is satisfying. Fu Yushi has been flying around in the past month. Foreign meals are not his favorite, and they can't satisfy his Chinese stomach at all. I think it is the most comfortable meal I have eaten in a long time.

There is something about the girl opposite that can make people calm down instantly.

It has been a long time since Fu Yushi has met a person who expresses his desire purely, without any impurities attached to the trend of inflammation.And Jiang Cheng gave her this feeling, her calm and indifferent attitude attracted him.

Regardless of ability, Fu Yushi would rather partner with such a person.What's more, Jiang Cheng's talent in data analysis is indeed higher than ordinary people.

Fu Yushi has observed several transaction records of Jiang Cheng in the stock market, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as stable and fast.

At her age, she is only a third-year student in the finance department, and her manipulation ability may not even be able to beat her by a veteran trader.

Therefore, Fu Yushi sent an invitation to Jiang Cheng a month ago.But unexpectedly, he has not received a reply from the other party until now.

After taking away the tableware, the waiter delivered an exquisite dessert, which was a homemade fruit cookie pastry.Jiang Cheng remembered that when Fu Yushi came back from a private restaurant last time, he specially brought back the same pastry for her.

"Taste." Fu Yushi was obviously not interested in desserts, he took out a cigarette from his coat and lit it, leaned his back on the chair, and smoked leisurely.

Jiang Cheng picked up the small spoon at hand, dug a piece into his mouth, and tasted it slowly, the sweet and bitter taste slowly spread in his mouth.

Jiang Cheng's favorite flavor.

"Have you figured it out?" Fu Yushi opened his mouth, watching Jiang Cheng's pink mouth opening and closing to sip the pastry in front of him.

Jiang Cheng put down the spoon, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and said, "Sorry, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint President Fu."

Fu Yushi chuckled, unable to tell what it was like.It was as if something that I thought was sure to belong to me was told that it no longer existed.

"What's the reason? Miss Jiang doesn't need to find other excuses, I like to tell the truth." Fu Yushi's tone was cold, and he couldn't get out his breath.

Jiang Cheng lowered his head, his tone was still cold, with a hint of sadness mixed in.

"I have some unfinished business, may be leaving soon, not suitable for work."

Fu Yushi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he lit some cigarette ash in the ashtray with his right index finger, put it in his mouth and took a puff, and slowly exhaled the smoke, covering his face, covering his expression at this time.

"Need help?" Fu Yushi asked.

Hearing this, when Jiang Cheng raised his head to look at Fu Yu, his heart suddenly felt sour, and a mist appeared in his eyes.

How many years have I never heard this sentence.

Jiang Cheng shook his head, and quickly covered up his emotions, like pouring a basin of water on a budding spark.

"Thank you, Mr. Fu, for your kindness, and I'm sorry for disappointing your expectations."

Fu Yushi nodded, put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, picked up the teacup, and drank the remaining half glass of water in one gulp.

"Let's go." After finishing speaking, Fu Yushi picked up his suit jacket and walked out.

After paying the bill, Fu Yushi put on a dark overcoat and walked to Jiang Cheng's side.

"Home? Or school?"

Jiang Cheng turned to Fu Yu and smiled slightly: "I live in the front area, just walk back."

Fu Yushi glanced in the direction of the neighborhood that Jiang Cheng mentioned, then turned to Jiang Cheng, his eyes resting on her face for a moment, he nodded slightly, said "um" and walked towards the parking lot.

The black Maybach passed by Jiang Cheng without slowing down, and drove westward towards the main road, and soon merged into the traffic flow.

Life is back to normal.

Jiang Cheng still guarded the data and graphs on the computer, filling her small coffers.

On Friday night, Jiang Luojia sent a video invitation, asking if Jiang Cheng would come home this week.Jiang Cheng glanced at the school's website. The arrangement for the CEO training class hadn't come out yet, so he agreed to go home on Saturday.

At eight o'clock on Saturday morning, Jiang Cheng, who was supposed to catch up on sleep, was woken up by the alarm clock.She made several adjustments when it was late, and finally decided to set the alarm at eight o'clock.

Insufficient sleep inevitably makes the mood not beautiful, but when he thought that Jiang Luojia's shells were about to bomb him, Jiang Cheng rubbed his loose shoulder-length short hair with both hands, lifted the quilt and got out of bed to wash.

It was nine o'clock when Jiang Cheng arrived at Jiangjia Chengnan Villa. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Jiang Luojia lying on the sofa in the living room. He didn't even bother to move his hands, pointing with his toes to Jiang Luochi, who was sitting on the carpet and drawing.

Seeing Jiang Cheng come in, Jiang Luojia sat up from the sofa, and began to complain to her aggrievedly.

Jiang Cheng approached, touched Jiang Luochi's furry head, and smiled at his rare cute little face.

"Where's uncle and aunt?" Jiang Cheng looked around, but didn't see any adults.

Jiang Luojia was considered an older child at this time.

"Business trip!" Jiang Luojia said angrily.

Speaking of Jiang Feng and his wife, Jiang Luojia was so angry that his liver hurt.It was originally scheduled that she would go shopping with Jiang Cheng on Saturday, but Jiang Feng received a call last night and went on a business trip with Jiang Yu Xin overnight.

Early in the morning, Jiang Luojia woke up happily, but when she was informed of the news just as she went downstairs, she immediately fell asleep on the sofa like a deflated ball.

"Still so busy on weekends? Where's grandma?" Jiang Cheng picked up the pillows that had fallen on the floor and put them back.

"Study." Jiang Luojia lay back down again.

Jiang Cheng gently pushed open the door of the study room, and immediately saw Luo Mingqi standing next to the large finishing table. She was wearing a dark red split Chinese-style cheongsam, and was drawing back and forth on a piece of white paper with a brush in her hand. Various small paper corners scattered.

(End of this chapter)