Eight yuan eight: President Gao Leng takes it home

Chapter 180 [322] Yong Yong, your heart beats so fast
It was finally confirmed that Meng Yunze was not "Mr. Meng", the financial backer behind Jia Mengting.

The case once again stalled.

The video provided by Yu Shaobei was too blurry, and based on the video, it was impossible to tell who was in the video.

If the benefactor behind Jia Mengting cannot be found, there is no way to interrogate the other party, and it is impossible to further investigate the cause of Jia Mengting's death.

"It's too late today.

Everyone go back to rest first. "

Jiang Baizhou rubbed the center of his brows, went on a business trip for two consecutive days, and read the files for a long time when he came back. Even though his physical fitness was supposed to be good, he couldn't bear it now.

Everyone looked at the time on their mobile phones, and it was already past the end of get off work. Looking out of the window, they didn't know when it was dark, so they hurriedly packed their things and left for get off work.

"Xia Xia. Wait a minute."

Jiang Baizhou suddenly called out to stop Chu Xia who was going out.

The others looked at Jiang Baizhou and Chu Xia curiously, but no one had the guts to gossip about Team Jiang.

Dong Gang put a palm on the head of Tian Tian, ​​who was trying to stay and gossip, and forcibly carried him away.

"Brother Dong, oh, what are you doing ~ what do you want to do to me?
Brother Dong, have you forgotten that you are a man with a family... Mmmmm! "

Tian Tian's voice gradually faded away, and Dong Gang must have covered his mouth in the end, because in the end, only the sound of wu wu was heard.

Finally, the door of the office was closed.

Jiang Baizhou took out a few shopping bags from his seat, walked over, and handed them to Chu Xia.

Chu Xia didn't reach out to take it, but looked up at Jiang Baizhou in surprise, "Brother, this is..."

Jiang Baizhou didn't explain too much, he just opened Chu Xia's hand, and then handed the bag in her hand, "No matter what, you will always be my junior sister."

After finishing speaking, he turned and left the office.

"Brother..."

When Chu Xia came to his senses and chased him out, Jiang Baizhou was nowhere to be seen.

Chu Xia stared blankly at the bags in his hands.

Open it, and there is a bag in it, which is surprisingly close-fitting clothes.

Chu Xia also opened several of the bags, and sure enough, everything from clothes to trousers was available.

One of the shopping bags also contained a small bag from a certain pharmacy, which contained some cold medicine and fever medicine.

Eye sockets are red.

Chu Xia understood it almost immediately.

These things must have been bought by the senior brother yesterday.

Brother should have wanted to give it to her yesterday, right?
Chu Xia didn't want to think about what made the senior brother change his mind in the end. For her, it was best for her to maintain the current relationship with the senior brother as it is now.

Back in the dormitory, roommate Qi Siyu was not there.

Only then did Chu Xia remember that today is Friday, and Qi Siyu probably went to spend the night with his boyfriend.

After the two fell out that day, she went on a business trip temporarily, and the two of them haven't seen each other yet.

That's good, save embarrassment.

She went to the logistics department and filled out a form to apply for a change of dormitory.

The results are believed to be out on Monday.

Chu Xia put the bag in her room, went to the kitchen to cook a bowl of noodles for herself, and fried a poached egg, sprinkled with green onion.

When Chu Xia put the noodles on the table, the doorbell rang.

The people who would come to the dormitory to look for her were usually colleagues from the police station.

Chu Xia put down her chopsticks and hurried to open the door.

The door opened, and Chu Xia's almond eyes widened.

"Three, third uncle?
You, how do you know I live here? "

Early summer was quite a surprise.

If she remembered correctly, she probably didn't tell third uncle where she lived.

Outside the door, there was a well-dressed man in a long black trench coat, with a coquettish smile on his face. It wasn't Meng Yunze, who else could it be.

"Hmm. Of course I have my sources of information.

So fragrant...

are you cooking

Looks like I'm lucky today..."

Meng Yunze uninvited, and spontaneously opened Chu Xia's shoe cabinet.

The smile on Meng Yunze's lips froze slightly when he saw the pair of men's slippers in the shoe cabinet.

"no,
It's just noodles.

I just cooked a bowl of noodles.

Wait, third uncle.

These are from my roommate's boyfriend.

Uncle, you can wear mine.

Like, a little small? "

Chu Xia put her other pair of slippers in the shoe closet by Meng Yunze's feet, only to realize that her slippers were much smaller than the other's feet.

Chu Xia was very embarrassed.

As everyone knows, when Meng Yunze heard her say that the pair of men's slippers belonged to his roommate's boyfriend, his gloomy mood turned bright.

Meng Yunze put on the obviously ill-fitting slippers, with a warm smile, "It's okay.

Next time we'll buy another pair. "

"it is good."

Chu Xia responded subconsciously.

Hey, wait...

Chu Xia frowned, always felt that something was weird?

"Is this the noodles you cooked?
It looks delicious. "

Meng Yunze, who didn't know when he came to the dining table, turned his head and looked at Chu Xia with interest.

"Third Uncle, do you want to eat?
If you want to eat..."

"Then trouble Yongyong."

Before Chu Xia finished speaking, Meng Yunze had already taken off his coat, hung it on the dining chair, and sat down on the dining chair.

Helpless, Chu Xia had no choice but to go to the kitchen and bring Meng Yunze a pair of chopsticks.

Fortunately, when she was cooking the noodles just now, she put all the remaining noodles in and cooked them together.

At first, I was worried that if I cooked too much, it would be wasteful, but now it seems that there is no such concern at all.

It doesn't take much effort to re-cut some green onions and fried eggs.

Chu Xia went to the kitchen to refill a bowl for herself,
When he came out, Meng Yunze's bowl of noodles had almost bottomed out.

Chu Xia was frightened by the speed of the other party's eating. She sat down opposite Meng Yunze and couldn't help asking, "Have you not had dinner yet, Third Uncle?"

"Ate."

Meng Yun finished the last soup base, and under Chu Xia's stunned gaze, Ze took the paper towel on the table, wiped the corners of his mouth gracefully, and said with a smile.

"That……"

Immediately afterwards, Meng Yunze said again, "It's just that I haven't been late for the food that Yong Yong made by himself.

Miss you so much.

So when I ate it again, I couldn't help myself..."

Chu Xia's cheeks began to feel hot.

Strange.

Obviously third uncle is talking about noodles, why is her face so hot?

Also, is the word "can't help it" used in this way?
Chu Xia didn't know how to answer the conversation, so he had to eat noodles in suspense.

Even so, Chu Xia could still clearly feel the indistinct scorching gaze falling on her.

Of course, Chu Xia didn't think Third Uncle was looking at her.

What third uncle is looking at should be the noodles in her bowl... right?

probably?

After eating noodles, Meng Yunze offered to help clean up the dishes.

Chu Xia was surprised by Meng Yunze's behavior.

You know, before, Meng Yunze was a person who never entered the kitchen.

Chu Xia knows better than anyone how particular this man is. The kitchen fumes and oil stains in the bowl are unbearable things for the third uncle.

Chu Xia hurriedly snatched the bowls and chopsticks from Meng Yunze's hand, "No need, Third Uncle, just leave these to me."

Not to mention that the third uncle hates doing housework, and she has no reason to ask the guests to help clean up as long as the visitor is a guest.

Meng Yunze did not compete with Chu Xia.

He took advantage of the situation and withdrew his hand.

Chu Xia breathed a sigh of relief.

Chu Xia took the empty bowl and chopsticks into the kitchen.

Who knows, Meng Yunze also walked in, pointing to the two aprons hanging on the refrigerator, and asked, "Which one is your apron?"

Two aprons hung from the refrigerator.

One is pink, the other is gaudy red, with the classic image of KFC grandpa in the center, and a KFC logo on the lower right corner of the apron, declaring that this is a gift.

Meng Yunze guessed that the KFC gift should be from Chu Xia.

Sure enough, Chu Xia pointed at the red one and whispered, "That one is mine."

Meng Yunze smiled, walked over without saying anything, and put the apron on himself.

Chu Xia was completely shocked.

Third Uncle, this is, are you going to wash the dishes?
"Ying Yong.

Come here, I can help third uncle fasten the strap at the back. "

By the sink, Meng Yunze had already put on the kitchen rubber gloves, raised his hands, and said to Chu Xia.

Chu Xia had never seen Meng Yunze wearing an apron.

Even in the past five years, occasionally when I dreamed back at midnight, I would secretly recall the person hidden in my heart.

Or suits and leather shoes, or brightly colored beach shorts, or even wearing silk bathrobes, except that they didn't think about the other party's appearance when they wore an apron.

The bright red apron without any sense of beauty at all, worn on Third Uncle's body, not only did not detract from his handsomeness at all, but made him look a little more gentle.

"Well?

Is it ugly? "

Meng Yunze looked down at the apron on his body, and asked with a smile.

Chu Xia vigorously shook her head.

Not only is it not ugly, but it is quite charming.

Chu Xia thought in a daze.

"If it's not too ugly.

Then why did it frighten you so that you didn't move and refused to come over to Third Uncle's side? "

Meng Yunze joked.

Only then did Chu Xia realize that Meng Yunze was joking just now.

She blushed and walked forward hesitantly.

Meng Yunze has already spread his arms cooperatively.

Chu Xia was taken aback.

Under the urging of the other party's gaze, Chu Xia's fingertips trembled slightly, and her arms went around the other party's waist, being careful not to touch the other party.

However, her arms are too short.

When reaching behind Meng Yunze's waist, Chu Xia's body inevitably made intimate contact with Meng Yunze's chest.

This pose is like embracing each other.

"Your roommate often brings her boyfriend back?"

Meng Yunze thought of the pair of men's slippers in the shoe cabinet, and asked aloud.

If he didn't come here often, presumably Yongyong's roommate wouldn't have specially prepared a pair here.

Chu Xia's attention was distracted.

Chu Xia didn't know why Meng Yunze suddenly asked this question, but she still told the truth, "It used to be less..."

Meng Yunze raised his eyebrows slightly.

In other words, is it often the case now?
"Will the other party also spend the night here?"

Meng Yunze frowned.

It's fine if you just bring your boyfriend back for a sit-down, but if you bring him back for the night, it's a bit too much.

"Uh-huh."

Chu Xia gave an ambiguous answer.

Meng Yunze guessed the answer from Chu Xia's reaction.

"Haven't you tried to communicate with the other party?"

The two are very close.

When Meng Yunze spoke, his chest rose and fell slightly.

At first, Chu Xia's attention was still concentrated, while answering Meng Yunze's question, he tied the belt.

Then her heart beat faster and faster uncontrollably.

She was even worried that third uncle would hear her fast heartbeat.

"Plop, plop, plop, plop—"

Finally, he tied Meng Yunze's bag smoothly with his hands trembling, and retracted his hand in Chu Xia, thinking about evacuating from him, when he heard a deep magnetic voice, "Yong Yong.

Your heart is beating so fast. "

Chu Xia's feet softened, and she almost fell into Meng Yunze's arms.

"What, what?"

Chu Xia pretended to be calm and looked up.

Eyes flustered, ears flushed.

His Yong Yong is still the same as before, not good at hiding his emotions.

The rabbit's skin is thin, and Meng Yunze was worried that if he teased people too hard, the rabbit would hide in his tree hole again.

Blinking her long eyelashes, Meng Yunzet said solemnly, "I noticed that your heartbeat is a little fast.

Are you tired these two days?
Didn't rest well? "

Chu Xia breathed a sigh of relief.

Her hair hanging down her cheeks was brushed behind her ears, she hurriedly withdrew from Meng Yunze's embrace, and said falteringly, "Well, yes, maybe it is."

Meng Yunze had a full view of Chu Xia's guilt-ridden expression, with a smile in his eyes, and he didn't say anything.

While washing the dishes with a rag, Chu Xia stood aside with a particularly dazed expression.

She thought that the third uncle, who had never been in the kitchen, would inevitably be jerky when doing housework, and she was even mentally prepared that the other party might break the bowl.

To her surprise, third uncle's movements were not unfamiliar at all, on the contrary, he looked very skilled.

Like it's been done many times before.

But how is it possible?
With Uncle San's background, he didn't need him to wash the dishes at all.

Meng Yunze drained the bowls and chopsticks and put them in the disinfection cabinet.

Chu Xia handed over a towel to wipe her hands.

Meng Yunze thanked him with a smile, his eyes were extraordinarily gentle, even with a look of nostalgia
miss?
Who is third uncle thinking about now?

Chu Xia's heart suddenly felt bitter, and she only heard Meng Yunze say, "In the past, every time I washed the dishes, my mother would be like you, taking a piece of cloth and handing it to me to wipe my hands."

Ok?
Chu Xia suddenly raised her head.

Meng Yunze was an illegitimate child, and this was an open secret in Luo City.

But few people know what kind of life Meng Yunze lived before being recognized by the Meng family, let alone his biological mother who died young.

This was the first time Chu Xia heard Meng Yunze talk about his biological mother's eyes being too hot.

"After my mother gave birth to me, she has been in poor health.

In order to raise me, she suffered a lot.

So at a very young age, I learned to cook for myself.

In this way, when my mother gets off work, she can have hot meals instead of rushing to cook for me when she gets home.

She loves me very much, probably because she knows in her heart that she can't stay with me for too long, so even if my hands are burned by oil fumes, she would rather cry secretly with her back to me, and never persuade me not to Then into the kitchen or something.

It never stops me from doing the dishes and clearing the table.

When I finished everything, she would hand me a clean towel, wipe my fingers clean one by one, then hug me into her arms and say to me softly, my Ozawa, It's amazing. "

Faintly, Chu Xia seemed to finally know something.

Without even thinking about it, Chu Xia took a step forward, wrapped her arms around Meng Yunze's waist, and said softly, "My third uncle, is really amazing."

Her shoulders sank, and her body was hugged back vigorously. Chu Xia could clearly feel the trembling of the body hugged in her arms.

Third Uncle, are you crying?
Her body was held motionless by Meng Yunze.

Meng Yunze went to the bathroom.

When he came out, except for a few drops of water on his hair and face, there was nothing unusual about the expression on his face.

Chu Xia naturally could only pretend that she didn't know why third uncle went to the bathroom just now.

Meng Yunze sat on the sofa, looking like he had no intention of leaving.

Naturally, early summer is not easy to drive people away.

The two of them sat dryly, inevitably a little embarrassed, Chu Xia simply picked up the TV remote control and turned on the TV.

Chu Xia is usually busy with work, and it is already late when he comes back.

She doesn't know many of the stars that are shown in TV dramas now, and she doesn't even know which ones look good.

Chu Xia stood, biting her lip, held the remote control in her hand and pressed it for a long time, not knowing what to look at.

It was Meng Yunze who was sitting on the sofa who spoke, "This is the stage."

"Oh, good."

Chu Xia didn't even look at what was playing on the TV, so he put the remote control on the coffee table.

When Chu Xia was walking towards the short sofa, Meng Yunze was lazily holding the promise with one hand, and patted the empty seat beside him with the other hand, saying, "Yongyong, come and sit."

(End of this chapter)