Don't get me wrong, I really didn't mean to tease you

Chapter 35 Financial Woman (Two in One)

When Jia Yun returned home, Feng Lan saw the barbecue in his hand, so he had to talk again.

"Hey, why is your face so red?"

Feng Lan noticed the thick blush on her son's face, and asked.

"No, it's fine."

Recalling the warmth on his lips just now, Jia Yun felt a little guilty, he picked up the hot milk that Feng Lan had prepared for him on the coffee table and entered the room.

"First kiss. It's so sweet."

On the phone, Zhao Xueya sent him a lot of sweet words, such as:
"Miss you."

"I miss you every minute and every second."

"Leaving you for a second makes me feel like I'm going crazy!"

"Baby babe!"

And so on, but it’s okay, although the wording is unpretentious, but at least it sounds much more comfortable than a certain principal’s sentence "I have an infusion, and I miss you every night".

In addition, Ji Yao had three missed calls and more than 20 unread text messages.

Before Jia Yun could respond to Zhao Xueya's message, Ji Yao called again.

Jia Yun frowned, thought for a while, and answered the phone, but he didn't speak, and the other end of the phone was silent for a while.

"If it's okay, I'll hang up."

Jia Yun said.

"and many more!"

Ji Yao hurriedly shouted:

"Jia Yun, you, I... I can't sleep."

"Can you tell me a story?"

Jia Yun was stunned for a few seconds and said:
"Isn't that right? Where's your boyfriend?"

"in argument."

Ji Yao said lightly.

"So you had a fight with your boyfriend, but you want me to coax you?"

"No, that's not what I meant!"

Ji Yao quickly explained.

"I, I just don't want us to continue the cold war"

"When I was in junior high school, whenever I was unhappy, you always had many ways to make me laugh. Why did we become like this?"

The more Jia Yun listened to it, the more puzzled he became.

If his understanding is correct, there should be a cold war between husband and wife or between boyfriend and girlfriend, right?
There was no such relationship between him and Ji Yao, so where did the cold war come from?
"No, did you misunderstand something?"

Jia Yun said helplessly:

"It is precisely because I don't want to destroy the relationship between you and make your boyfriend misunderstand that I decided not to contact you any more."

"Before, I did a lot of naive things. I knew you had a boyfriend, but I kept pestering and disturbing you, but then I figured it out. Some things, if you miss them, you miss them, so I decided not to To bother you, it's not that I want to fight a cold war with you, and, isn't that exactly what you want?"

"This is not what I want!"

Ji Yao argued:
"Jia Yun, you are still so paranoid, what I want has never been like this!"

"I just want us to have a good relationship, just like before, we can tell each other what's on our minds, we can greet each other with a smile when we meet on the road, and we can comfort each other when we encounter sad things, that's all!"

"Why do you have to think that if you can't be a lover, you can only die forever?!"

"Jia Yun, in fact, you still hate me in your heart, don't you?"

"You hate me for not accepting you, but choosing Wang Chen, don't you?"

Hearing this, Jia Yun's heart trembled.

He wanted to deny it instinctively, but for some reason, the moment he was about to speak, he had an inexplicable feeling of being poked in his heart.

Before Jia Yun met Zhao Xueya, Ji Yao had always had a unique place in his heart.

Even before her rebirth, at the age of 28, when she lay down in poverty in a group rental house in Tianhai City and slowly closed her eyes, Jia Yun would still recall her cheeks in her mind.

Missing Ji Yao's first love was Jia Yun's biggest regret in his previous life.

Maybe it's really like what Ji Yao said, she kept saying let it go, and looked away, but in fact, she was still angry about it in her heart?
"No, how come?."

Jia Yun said with a faint smile:
"If I hated you, I wouldn't have rescued you this afternoon."

"OK, no problem, we will continue to be friends, just like before."

Hearing this, Ji Yao on the other end of the phone said happily:

"Really?! That's a good deal, boys must mean what they say, and you can't go back on your word!"

"Ah."

"Then tell me a bedtime story!"

"Another day, it's already very late tonight, and I have to go to class tomorrow morning."

Hearing this, Ji Yao was silent for a few seconds and said:
"Then can you add my QQ back?"

"can."

"Okay, then I'll hang up first, and chat on QQ later."

After hanging up the phone, Jia Yun's QQ immediately received Ji Yao's friend request.

"Jia Yun, I really miss the time when we were at the same table together."

"During those days, I was really happy."

"Actually. If only you could have told me earlier."

"Don't mention the past again."

Jia Yun replied:
"I'm a little sleepy, good night."

"Well, then go to bed early, good night and sweet dreams~"

The next morning, Friday.

The mist shrouded the campus like a veil, and the classrooms were hidden in the faint morning mist, and the sound of books could be heard.

"Jingle Bell"

After the morning self-study get out of class, Zhao Xueya mysteriously took out a beautiful sky blue paper box from the drawer, and handed it to Jia Yun.

"what is this?"

"Hee hee, take it apart and have a look~"

Jia Yun took the paper box in his hand and weighed it, it was quite heavy.

After tearing off the wrapping paper, Jia Yun found that there was a lunch box inside. When he opened the lid, a charming aroma came to his nostrils immediately.

"Wow, you made these... yourself?"

There are egg rolls in the lunch box, rice balls wrapped in seaweed, and a few small fried dough sticks.

Not to mention anything else, this appearance alone is already very appetizing.

"Of course I made it myself. Where can I buy these Japanese breakfasts? Try it."

Jia Yun first picked up an egg with chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth, um, it was sweet and chewy, delicious!
The rice balls are also delicious, with tuna in them. Jia Yun can cook by himself. He knows that it takes a lot of time and effort to make this stuff.

"Amazing! Can't tell, Xiaoya, do you still have this skill?"

After being praised by Jia Yun, Zhao Xueya smiled triumphantly, took out a bottle of soybean milk from the drawer and handed it to Jia Yun.

"Eat slowly and don't choke."

"I wanted to use a soymilk machine to grind my own soymilk, but I got up late this morning, so I can only buy you soymilk ground from an outside bread shop."

"Tsk, my wife is so sweet!"

Jia Yun took the soy milk and patted Zhao Xueya's head.

Zhao Xueya blushed, and lowered her head shyly.

"If you like to eat, I will make it for you every day from now on."

"Of course I like to eat, but forget it."

Zhao Xueya became anxious when she heard this.

"Why?!"

"Is it because my cooking is not delicious?"

"Oh no, I just don't want you to get up early every day because of these things."

Jia Yun explained:
"It's almost eleven o'clock when we get home every night, and we have to get up after six o'clock in the morning. If you make breakfast for me every day, you will be very tired, and it may affect your academic performance."

"Oh, it's okay, I learned to cook from my mother since I was a child, and it's very easy for me to do this!"

"And this kind of bento is basically made in advance the night before, and it can be brought out after warming up in the morning. It's not troublesome at all."

Looking at Zhao Xueya's innocent eyes, Jia Yun even had an illusion.

This girl is an angel, right?

Jia Yun has seen the social atmosphere ten years later, and he knows very well how precious it is for a girl who will cook for the boy she likes.

In the previous life, during the years of hard work in Tianhai City, Jia Yun met many so-called independent women, let alone cooking, who didn't even have basic life skills and common sense.

Takeaway boxes are thrown around, garbage is thrown everywhere, everything is stuffed into the toilet, and every now and then the house is flooded with gold.
Compared with those "fairies", it is not too much to say that Zhao Xueya is an angel.

Jia Yun put down the lunch box in his hand, regardless of the resentful gazes of other students in the classroom, he pulled Zhao Xueya into his arms.

"Call husband."

Jia Yun's magnetic whisper echoed in Zhao Xueya's ears along with his breath.

Zhao Xueya's cheeks were as red as overripe persimmons, she only felt limp and weak at the moment, and whispered softly:

"Old man"

At this moment, Jia Yun had already determined in his heart that Zhao Xueya was the girl who would accompany him for the rest of his life.

As for Ji Yao, it's up to her what she loves.

The time with Zhao Xueya's company always passed quickly, and the morning class passed in the blink of an eye.

When school was over at noon, Zhao Xueya approached Jia Yun again, and said mysteriously:
"I'm going home at noon today, so I won't have dinner with you."

"Oh? Is there something wrong?"

"Hee hee, keep it secret!"

Zhao Xueya waved her hand, put on her schoolbag and bounced away.

Jia Yun didn't ask too much, and was about to pack his schoolbags and go out to eat outside the school, when he suddenly received several QQ messages on his mobile phone, which were sent by Zhang Meitong, a gold medal consultant whom he met in a securities company before.

"Brother, are you free at noon today?"

"Thanks to your suggestion, I caught several high-quality stocks. If you are free today, I would like to treat you to a meal and thank you."

Since adding Zhang Meitong's contact information to the securities company last time, this woman has been recommending various financial products of their company to Jia Yun non-stop all day long.

After all, it is well known in securities companies that Jia Yun easily earned more than 400 million yuan by playing with ten times leverage.

In their eyes, Jia Yun is just a big fat sheep, and he must cut the flesh from Jia Yun in a different way.

At first, Jia Yun was annoyed by Zhang Meitong, and originally wanted to delete her.

However, on Zhang Meitong’s QQ space, she will post all kinds of sexy photos of herself every day, and there are even videos.

Among them, stockings have the most beautiful legs, and the scale is not small. Ultra-short hip skirts with ultra-thin black stockings are the norm, and occasionally there are sexy lace pajamas.

In this regard, Jia Yun is no stranger to it, a financial woman knows everything.

But there is one thing to say, this woman really understands men very well, and her angles and poses for taking pictures are extremely precise.

Especially in the photo of her wearing a tight-fitting short skirt fitted by an OL, the posture is obviously very dignified, but in the darkness between her thighs, people can faintly see the traces of fatness.

For Jia Yun, who can only see loose and bulky school uniforms all day long, this is undoubtedly very eye-catching.

What's more, he is still a stocking control.

Therefore, Jia Yun did not delete Zhang Meitong's friend status.

However, it is a bit annoying for this woman to sell products endlessly. Jia Yun pushed her some stocks that her father Jia Tiansheng was chasing after some time ago.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Zhang, it's not that I don't support your work, it's just that your vision is really bad. I've seen all the financial products you recommended, and nine out of ten will lose money. Why don't you give it a try? My stock pick."

Before 2015, the stocks that Jia Tiansheng chased were generally on the rise, but compared with the rise of BTB, Jia Yun did not like this stock increase.

Zhang Meitong knew that Jia Yun was a fierce man with the ability to leverage ten times, so with the mentality of giving it a try, Zhang Meitong invested 1 yuan and bought the stocks recommended by Jia Yun.

Sure enough, the stocks recommended by Jia Yun all rose more and fell less. In just one week, Zhang Meitong made a profit of more than 2000.

You know, the principal she invested is only 1 yuan, and if the product commission is not included, her monthly salary is only more than 3000 yuan.

From then on, Zhang Meitong no longer dared to show off her poor financial knowledge in front of Jia Yun, let alone sell products to Jia Yun, for fear of annoying Jia Yun.

In fact, this is not the first time Zhang Meitong has asked Jia Yun to have dinner. During this time, she has been getting close to Jia Yun, and she also called Jia Yun her younger brother instead of Mr. Jia.

She even sends Jia Yun a few selfies of herself from time to time, asking Jia Yun to help her refer to whether the clothes look good today, whether the stockings look good in gray or black.

Jia Yun always needs to be Zhao Xueya's partner, how can he have time to talk to her?But it just so happens that Zhao Xueya is going home today, since someone wants to treat her, she won't eat for nothing.

"Okay, give me a place."

"In the 'time' of the pedestrian street, I will wait for you."

Time is a tea restaurant, which mainly sells western food. Jia Yun has been there several times with classmates from class 291. The environment is good and the taste is average. Little girls like to go there.

"Brother! This way!"

As soon as Jia Yun walked into the door of the restaurant, he saw a beautiful woman at the table in the corner standing up and waving at him.

Zhang Meitong's upper body today is a silver-gray silk OL shirt, her lower body is a black tight-fitting hip skirt with gray stockings, and a pair of black fish mouth stiletto heels are on her small feet, which is extremely sexy.

Today, her hair was not tied into a bun, but was draped over her shoulders. Her brown hair adorned her already delicate melon-seeded face. The makeup on her face was delicate, and she exuded a strong femininity from the inside out.

Today's Zhang Meitong is more beautifully dressed than when Jia Yun met him at the securities company.

But to be honest, Jia Yun doesn't like people calling him brother other than his sister Jia Nuo.

He didn't even want to call any woman other than Jia Nuo his sister!

(End of this chapter)