After the live broadcast, President Gao Leng came to the door

Chapter 240 Then Kiss First

Feeling parting, Lu Ye drank one cup after another.

Qiao Qianqian lowered her eyes slightly, talking to Lin'er in a low voice.

"Are you getting better with Lu Ye?" Qiao Qianqian knew what Lin'er was thinking.

"Not yet, but Brother Lu promised to let me follow him." Lin'er smiled with satisfaction on her face.

She summoned up the courage to confess her love to Lu Ye.

Lu Ye looked unbelievable at first, but he didn't directly reject Lin'er.

He just twitched the corners of his lips and said he was willing to give it a try.

For Lin'er, this is the result that couldn't be better.

She is very satisfied.

"Lin'er, I wish you happiness!" Qiao Qianqian sincerely wished.

"Sister Qianqian, I will make him forget you as soon as possible." Lin'er said as she looked at Lu Ye who was still drinking alone.

He walked over to him, poured himself a glass of wine, and sat beside him.

"Brother Lu, I'll drink with you!"

Lu Ye looked up at her, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "You are still young, don't drink."

"Brother Lu, I'm not young anymore! Have you forgotten what you promised me?" Lin'er frowned, and in order to prove her words were true, she picked up the wine glass and poured it into her mouth.

Spicy into the throat, she coughed hastily.

Qiao Qianqian wanted to go up to help her feel better, but seeing that Lu Ye had put down his wine glass, he raised his hand to pat Lin'er on the back: "Are you stupid? Do you drink like this?"

……

Qiao Qianqian felt that the atmosphere was very good, and she couldn't destroy it.

Without coming forward to say hello, he turned around and left the private room.

An Yue has been at the door of the private room, she was quite surprised to see Qiao Qianqian come out.

"Ma'am, do you want to go now?"

Qiao Qianqian nodded, she had already said what she needed to say, and all she could do was to bless her.

When Lu Ye left, Cao Ying went to see her off and brought Qiao Qianqian's blessings.

Lu Ye looked calm, but actually his heart was broken.

Lin'er sensed that his mood was wrong, and stepped forward to hold his arm: "Brother Lu, we are about to board the plane."

Hearing this, Lu Ye pulled away from his disappointment and gave Cao Ying a hug: "Take care, I won't be attending your wedding!"

"Take care! I'm going to country M to contact you." Cao Ying's eyes were sour.

Seeing Lu Ye and Lin'er entering the waiting room, she called Qiao Qianqian.

"Qianqian, are we still friends with Lu Ye?" Cao Ying asked.

Qiao Qianqian was dumbfounded. She and Lu Ye probably couldn't be friends anymore, but Cao Ying could: "Of course you and Lu Ye are good friends."

"What about you?" Cao Ying asked, "If Lu Ye lets go, can we go back to the past?"

"I hope so." Qiao Qianqian finished speaking and hung up the phone.

Standing in the greenhouse on the second floor of the old house, looking at the snowflakes through the glass window.

There is a lot of excitement in my heart.

Suddenly a familiar figure came into her eyes, it was Zhou Yi.

She walked quickly and hurriedly, looking back from time to time, flustered.

What's going on here?
Before Qiao Qianqian had time to think about it, someone entered the yard again.

Still an acquaintance, Zhou Chen's assistant Cheng Liang.

He was holding a stack of documents, walking with long legs, every step was very steady.

"What are you looking at?" Zhou Chen walked into the greenhouse, and saw Qiao Qianqian's gaze was always in the yard.

Qiao Qianqian turned around, wrapped her arms around Zhou Chen's waist, and pressed her cheek against his chest: "I saw that Cheng Liang sent you another pile of documents. Isn't it a holiday? Why are there so many things?"

"It's not about the company, it's my private property." Zhou Chen didn't hide anything.

In these years, besides managing Mingchen Group, he also invested in some new projects.

The end of each year can be a busy one with a lot to attend to.

"Private property? Why didn't I hear you mention it?" Qiao Qianqian was not curious. A successful person like Zhou Chen must have a prosperous career.

"Qianqian, I want to transfer all my private property to your name. From now on, all the money I earn will be under your control. You can do whatever you want and spend it however you want!"

Qiao Qianqian smiled, and looked at Zhou Chen probingly: "How much private property do you have?"

"No hurry, I'll show it to you tonight. Now I want to kiss you!"

As she said her lips were about to stick together, Qiao Qianqian pushed him and smiled coquettishly: "Zhou Chen, it's broad daylight now, pay attention to the influence."

"I kiss my wife, who dares to say anything?" Zhou Chen was confident and took it for granted.

"Smelly shameless!" Qiao Qianqian pushed him again, avoiding him.

Zhou Chen persevered, a fierce tiger pounced on him, and hugged Qiao Qianqian tightly: "You are so capable, you dare to despise your husband?"

"Don't make trouble, it's not good to be seen by others." Qiao Qianqian said begging for mercy.

"Then kiss first." Zhou Chen asked.

Qiao Qianqian didn't push him away, and took the initiative to kiss him on the lips.

Although he couldn't completely quell the evil fire in his heart, he was already satisfied.

He hugged Qiao Qianqian in his arms and refused to let go for a long time.

"Master Chen, there are guests at home. The old man invites you and your wife to come over." Aunt Li stood at the door of the conservatory and knocked on the door.

"Got it, I'll come right away." Zhou Chen replied.

He let go of Qiao Qianqian, and took her hand instead.

"Who's here at home?" Qiao Qianqian asked, she saw Zhou Yi in a panic and Cheng Liang holding the documents just now.

There is no need for Zhou Chen to receive these two people in person.

"Go and see." Zhou Chen shrugged, he was also puzzled by this question.

It is rare for the old man to receive him personally.

Qiao Qianqian didn't ask any more questions, and followed Zhou Chen towards the reception room.

"Hahaha... Mr. Zhou is really growing old and strong..." Just as he walked to the door, he heard hearty laughter.

Zhou Chen and Qiao Qianqian looked at each other for a moment, and walked in hand in hand.

I saw old man Zhou sitting on the main seat, and a young man was sitting beside him.

His skin is slightly dark, he looks tall and straight, and he is upright.

Zhou Yi stood behind the old man like a quail, with her head down, her eyes fixed on the ground.

"Mr. Jing was joking. With my old bones, I just want to watch my grandchildren get married and start a family." Mr. Zhou said as he saw Zhou Chen and Qiao Qianqian who had already entered the door.

"Mr. Jing, this is my eldest grandson and his eldest grandson's wife."

Jing Cheng stood up and shook hands with Zhou Chen: "Mr. Zhou, I have admired your name for a long time."

"Hello, Mr. Jing." Zhou Chen had never met Jing Cheng, so he was not a businessman by appearance.

"Zhou Chen, you and Qianqian are sitting together. Mr. Jing is here this time for Xiaoyi." Mr. Zhou told Zhou Chen and Qiao Qianqian why Jing Cheng came.

"Isn't Mr. Jing from City A?" Zhou Chen asked.

"Zhou Chen, Mr. Jing is from the Jing family in City B." Mr. Zhou answered for Jing Cheng.

B city view home?
Although Zhou Chen's career focus is not in City B, he still knows about the Jing family.

An old-fashioned enterprise that started as a merchant supermarket, but this Jingcheng really doesn't have any businessman's breath.

"I've been looking forward to it for a long time." Zhou Chen said with a twitch of his lips.

"Mr. Zhou, although I belong to the Jing family, I have not interfered in the family business. I joined the army when I was 15 years old and have been in the army." Jing Cheng's voice was sonorous and powerful, landing soundly.

"Grandpa just said that Mr. Jing came to the Zhou family for Xiaoyi?" Zhou Chen didn't understand, logically speaking, the Zhou family and the Jing family have no business relationship.

Qiao Qianqian looked at his stupid look, and tugged at his sleeve.

Would this be too dull?

(End of this chapter)