PNB Chapter 143 The stockings and high heels were newly changed.
Chapter 143 The stockings and high heels were newly changed.
My cousin finally finished the small glass of wine, and no one asked Jiang Cheng to drink with her anymore.
Everyone can see that my cousin is protecting Jiangcheng.
Only then did my cousin turn around and look at Jiang Cheng, then she froze.
Jiang Cheng is eating crayfish.
"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?" Jiang Cheng asked.
"Don't move," my cousin said.
Then he took two tissues from the box on the table and wiped Jiang Cheng's face.
"You've even gotten chili oil on your lips," my cousin said, pouting.
"it's good now."
Yeah, it feels just like when I was a kid.
Usually, relatives and friends would leave after eating and drinking, but my mom would nag, "Oh, by the way, remember to come for lunch tomorrow, Chen Qing, second floor."
"okay."
Jiang Cheng was surprised and asked his mother, "What Chen Qing's second floor?"
His mother quickly covered his mouth, saying, "Don't interfere with the child."
After his relatives left, Jiangcheng felt increasingly uneasy.
My mother's reaction proves that this meal was definitely related to him.
"Aren't you going to university in Shanghai tomorrow?"
“I held a banquet for Chen Qing. Other people hold banquets when their children get into university, but you didn’t. Now that you’re leaving, I’m holding one.”
"Wouldn't it be too much trouble?" Jiang Cheng said.
"What do you know? Our family hasn't held a banquet for many years."
Jiang Cheng fell silent. He had finally understood that this banquet actually had little to do with him.
Mom's going to take advantage of this.
Good grief, I thought everyone knew I was making money and that my mom would be taken advantage of by relatives and friends.
Looking back now, I realize that my own thoughts were a disgrace to the family.
My mom has already started doing this, and I'm still here making mumbled babbling.
What could Jiang Cheng say but agree to attend tomorrow?
He's just a tool.
the next day.
Jiang Cheng got up early.
Okay, I said it was early, but actually it was already 10 o'clock when I finished washing up.
Then I drove to Yonghui.
He's going to Shanghai tomorrow and will be having lunch there.
I want to go buy clothes for university this afternoon.
Now is the only time I can go to Yonghui to see what's going on.
Let's invite Su Qingrou and Ye Lingxi to lunch together.
Liu Qiang went to find Su Qingrou before Jiang Cheng.
Early in the morning, Liu Qiang was busy and sweating profusely.
Holding a stack of documents, he ran towards the office upstairs at Yonghui.
She knocked on the door, and Su Qingrou's cold voice came from inside.
This isn't aloofness, this is genuine coldness.
Liu Qiang ran inside, and when he saw what was happening, his heart skipped a beat.
There was a feeling that something was wrong with Su Qingrou when she entered the room; she seemed to have a lot of anger that she wanted to vent to.
Su Qingrou was dressed in a white suit, her hair was slightly curly, her lipstick was bright red, her expression was serious, she wore black-rimmed glasses, and she held a pen under her chin as she looked at him.
"What's wrong."
Liu Qiang thought for a moment, "Should I not say anything?"
He sensed that Su Qingrou was about to get angry.
Don't know why though.
But after hesitating for less than two seconds, Su Qingrou suddenly raised her voice and said one word, "Speak!"
Liu Qiang flinched and blurted out, "Could you help me organize this information? My documents..."
Before he could finish speaking, Su Qingrou said, "Get lost!"
"okay!"
Liu Qiang turned and left, closing the door behind him.
After leaving, Liu Qiang felt wronged.
I just needed her to do something for me.
And...and I'm not her subordinate.
But there was nothing he could do; since the other party was unwilling to help, Liu Qiang had to find a solution himself.
But I really can't handle the clerical staff under me.
He walked downstairs with a wronged expression.
Just then, Jiang Cheng, who was coming upstairs, saw it.
Jiang Cheng asked, "What's wrong? You look so aggrieved. Did you lose some money?"
Liu Qiang looked up and saw that it was his idol, his boss.
"Boss, I'm telling you, you need to be careful of Su Qingrou."
Jiang Cheng raised an eyebrow and asked, "What do you mean?"
Liu Qiang said, "Her stockings are all fake."
Jiang Cheng paused for a moment, then said, "I understand."
Isn't it?
Jiang Cheng knew that this woman was good at pretending.
And they do it so well, they always hit the mark, it's really impressive.
After saying goodbye to Liu Qiang, Jiang Cheng walked towards the office. When he opened the door, he saw a cold face.
Su Qingrou sat behind her desk, staring intently at the computer screen, giving Jiang Cheng a slightly profile view.
She didn't even lift her head, but it was clear that she had dressed up carefully today.
Her makeup was flawless.
A pair of long legs clad in stockings, with delicate high heels on her feet.
Just like yesterday, Su Qingrou's mood was written all over her face; she was very down.
Did you give me a hard time?
Jiang Cheng closed the office door, sat on the sofa, and felt that this woman needed to be taught a lesson.
They've actually started giving me attitude.
This has never happened before.
He wanted to see how long Su Qingrou would keep up her act, pretending not to see him.
But Jiang Cheng didn't sit there for long.
Su Qingrou stood up and walked towards Jiang Cheng with a blank expression.
The pace was slow, but undeniably elegant.
She sat down next to Jiang Cheng, but never looked at him.
He crossed his legs without looking to the side.
What does this mean? Are you trying to put on airs and act like a powerful businesswoman?
Jiang Cheng was very angry, but he didn't wait for Jiang Cheng to speak.
Su Qingrou said calmly, "These high heels are new today."
Jiang Cheng glanced at them and saw that the high heels were indeed new.
"It had been sitting there for a long time before I wore it," Su Qingrou continued.
She crossed her arms and leaned back on the sofa.
"The stockings are new too."
Jiang Cheng's eyes then fell on the stockings. Hmm, they were new.
Nick's narrow-toed high heels revealed just a little bit of her toes.
The stockings were very thin and extremely sheer.
"Su Qingrou, what do you mean? Do you think I'm that kind of person?!" Jiang Cheng jumped up, feeling utterly humiliated!
Am I that kind of person?
You said the high heels were new and had been sitting there for a long time, and the stockings were new too. What do you mean by that?
Did I say I wanted to eat it?
But Su Qingrou didn't say anything. She just kicked off one of her high heels and swung her legs around with them crossed.
......
An hour later, Jiangcheng was supposed to have some fun.
But since we needed to eat lunch, we had to give up on that idea.
Su Qingrou sat on the sofa and touched up her makeup in the mirror.
"When are you going to Shanghai?" Su Qingrou asked casually.
Jiang Cheng said, "Tomorrow."
"Oh."
Su Qingrou said calmly.
Jiang Cheng lay half-reclined on the sofa and looked at Su Qingrou. Just a moment ago she was like fire, but now she was like ice.
Women are so troublesome.
Jiang Cheng said unhappily, "Then when will you finish what you're doing here and go to Shanghai?"
Su Qingrou suddenly froze, her neck turning slowly as if fitted with gears, to look at Jiang Cheng.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Cheng asked.
"You...you said I'm going to Shanghai?" Su Qingrou asked, stunned.
Jiang Cheng asked, "If you're not going to Shanghai, where are you going? Yancheng? Who are you planning to assist in Yancheng?"
"No, no," Su Qingrou quickly said.
An irrepressible smile appeared on his face.